Conspiracy? Conspiracy? Who lives, who dies
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit,
want to live
You have to be crueler than others, more ruthless than others
heart, life, body, freedom
None of them belong to themselves
she has no choice
Never, even this way
It's full of thorns, stepping on other people's corpses
We have to keep going, because there is no way out from behind.
PS: Some plots or characters involving Shaman King