From being favored by thousands of people to being betrayed by everyone, have you ever regretted it?
Have there been good times or bad times? Is it destiny or a stubborn choice?
Choose to keep moving forward, never look back, never dwell on the past,
Like a little beast that fell into the mud and was covered in stinking blood, she jumped up, bit the angel's neck, and whispered "I refuse" when facing the angel who cast a sympathetic and loving look at her...