I thought you were traitors without any position, so I didn't care. I was ready to clean up the inside.
I used to think that you were alms givers from above, so I didn't care. I was ready to walk away.
People who are born in the light, but they want to survive surrounded by darkness, tearing apart the abyss and scorching the sky.
What qualifications do people who are attached to darkness have to seek light?
I thought it was too simple.
I calculated everything, but I shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't, and miscalculated the bond between us.
They met when they were down, maintained a delicate balance in the undercurrent, showed no mercy in the confrontation, and got back together at the most critical moment to fight side by side.
It turns out that from that moment on, we were destined to work together to break through the darkness and silence that bound us, to live towards death, and to rush towards the long-awaited dawn.
Thoughts after watching the 35th episode of the third season of the concave and convex world, the Thunder Lion Pirates are food-oriented, the background is slightly changed, and the perspective of Palos. "To Mr. Liar: I would like to give you a complete home elsewhere."
Intention: The sun has risen, it is the light of dawn that we yearn for.