The starting point of life is an existence beyond time.
When he woke up in confusion, when his memory revived, the sparks colliding with each other burned the weak threads of his previous life, turning them into ashes time and time again.
Who has taken away the deep longing from memory, every frown and smile is so strange and makes people feel guilty, and who is preventing myself from reading the past chapters, immersed in the darkness that cannot penetrate the light.
They didn't know the loneliness that lasted for thousands of years, but he didn't know the fleeting passage of hundreds of years. He and they, with different destinies, met at the intersection of time.
For the sake of curse, immortality, death, and for themselves to live, they peeled away layers of fog and could never look back.