After World War III
On the twin stars that orbit the sun in a straight line with the earth
It seems like a very ordinary daily life
People who spend every day following their own wishes
the truth after the fact
The final chapter of the chant cannot be rewritten
Those who live forever will never rest
Its body is stiff and its eyes are cloudy and dull
The footprints on the beach are erased by the waves
Those who spy on others will also lose themselves
Instructing others to go crazy
Those who charm others will suffer a bad fate
The strong are weak
The listener is deaf
The lucky ones are bound by iron ropes under the four-leaf clover
A limited birdcage cannot accommodate unlimited flight feathers
The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.
——And we never have the right to go home.
(Essentially, it's an RPG written by a group of people. It may be boring, so if you don't like it, please don't read it. Thank you~)
(Also, thank you to every adult who is willing to take the time to read this useless article, bow~)