The flower of seven generations, the fate of seven generations.
I am a moon demon, a child of the moon. . . . . .
Are there really many differences between humans and monsters?
Could it be that our love cannot withstand the long river of time and just drift away in the wind?
Did you know? After so many years, I am still waiting for you at the same place. . . . . .
Even if you forget me, even if I lose myself, even if I leave you, I will still miss you somewhere in this world.
I just want to tell you that I love you. . . . . .