He cherished life and treated others with kindness, believing that life was the most precious thing in the world. That was, until he met the person dressed in red. For the first time in his life, he felt the urge to kill.
The sun rises in the east, and I alone am invincible. In the end, however, he still lost to one person, willingly and with a pain that pierced his heart to the bone.
P.S. This doesn't follow the original work. I've made changes to suit the story. Please don't flame me if you dislike it.
