Joshua looked at the red sky, and a feeling of despair filled his heart.
People around him screamed one after another, as if the world was ending.
Joshua looked at the falling iron man in the distance, his throat seemed to be filled with cotton bit by bit.
He stretched his arms to the sky like crazy, as if to hug the bird that had its wings broken and fell quickly.
At the same time, everything went backwards, returning to the very beginning, and there was an extra bloodstain on Joshua's body.
Will he succeed in saving this most familiar stranger this time?
Intention: Not clear but persistent
