There are green trees and wild grass on the sandy ground, and the remaining wheels stand in the sky.
Power makes people silent and brings desolation; it makes people happy and brings sinking; it makes people lament and bring sad memories.
Warm and moist like "water", it is indeed the sharpest blade.
The endless search is accompanied by endless chaos, when will it reach the end?
And then... What will happen.
Countless unknowns are like the curtain of a stage, no one knows what is on the other side.
Search search! The choice between life and death should not be repeated again and again!
I will not give up or choose! Life and death are up to me!