Everyone has a destiny, is it doomed? Me too, but why I don't know at all. Is a person's destiny predestined from birth? The nobles in the palace can sing and dance every day, but the people born in the poor houses have nothing to eat and no warmth to wear. Is this destiny? I don't understand, I don't know my origin, I don't know where I am going, I don't know where my memory is. Until one day, that person appears, and I don't know where I should go. But this fate has made a joke to me. After experiencing life and death, and separation, I understand that I am not willing to accept the ridicule of this fate. I want to change this fate, and I want my own life.