A failure's fate is naturally death, but who would have thought that even a failure could be reborn?
This world, full of supernatural powers, is so filthy. Human desire and greed have snuffed out our humanity.
As a failure, it would only be natural for me to lose myself in it. But the little bit of conscience I have left holds me back. Should I hold on to my humanity, or let myself sink into it?
Who are you? Why do you say you created me? Why did you bring me here? Why do you want to protect me? Why do you say you love me?
