Those lives that have taken shape but were not born, their soul forms are neither dead nor alive, quietly waiting in the cracks of time for the opportunity to see the world with their own eyes.
Those who give up their lives, the time of their bodies becomes chaotic, their souls enter the time interlayer, meet the former, and the war to seize the body is about to begin!
The resentment of not being born, the regret of giving up oneself, the desire for the world, the expectation for the future, the nostalgia for the past, the emotions of life intertwined and collided, erupting at the moment of opening the eyes -
I'm back.
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