Two lives of flowers blooming, two lives of sorrow, memories of the other shore break the tears of the other shore.
When we meet again, we don't know the pain of parting. How can the two worlds face each other?
Time and space quietly crack open, the soul flutters its wings and whispers, long-cherished wishes that cannot be fulfilled continue to emerge, and the love that cannot be saved is just like the water flowing in the east...
The truth of time travel, the tragedy of the soul, the cruel reality, the fooling of fate, the genius swordsman and the girl with supernatural powers, which side is the truth?
The wind stops and the clouds stand, the swallows fade and the flowers fall. The bloody storm at the end of the Tokugawa era cannot erase an eternal song of soul love...
Intention:
I'm really lovesick now [shy]