In the first year, you and I met for the first time. On the long snowy road, we were the only ones who met.
In the second year, you help me ascend to the throne, rule the world with me, and see the prosperity of the world.
In the fourth year, you left me and stayed with me for ten years through a letter.
In the seventh year, you wrote to me to persuade me to establish a queen to support the world, but I betrayed the world for you.
Ten years later, the country has been lost. I come to look for you. May I ask where you are?