He wakes up in a bumpy night, tied to a horse, his memory is confused, but he is in a desperate pursuit!
Traveling day and night, exhausted, he rode his horse back to life again and again, unaware of the changes in the wind and rain behind him.
Are the people appearing around you beloved relatives and friends, or blood enemies? !
On the road to no direction, I found myself and saw him clearly.
Escape, is it not a joke played by God on them...
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