Who am I? Why do I live and why do I stay here?
I have long forgotten the feeling of laughter and how to cry...
I am still me, but why do I no longer seem to recognize who I am now? After all the glitz, who am I...
As Hamlet said: To be, or not to be; that's the question (To be or not to be, that's the question)
I still remember when we first met, you were wearing a men's kimono, with a sword taller than you standing next to you. With that peerless face, you said coldly: "I am Nagato Sakurahi. Please give me your advice, Master."
Nagato Sakurahi
Master Jingshi
Small reminder: This article is not a novice, it is a semi-universal heroine. Due to the author's problem, the hole may be dug but not filled. This hole was dug because the author was resentful of two articles that he has been following recently. Please be careful when entering.
If you don't like it, I believe the fork in the upper right corner will be happy to serve you.