In the chaotic colors, the last thing I remember is their backs with their scabbards on their backs.
Haori was lifted up by the wind, stepping on the bloody road paved by his predecessors, and stepped towards the fateful abyss.
——They gradually walked into the sky light.
And me.
I have been in the darkness, tiptoeing to find the warm light, but all I found was a desolate heart.
Intention: Hold the water column on your left and the insect column on your right, and reach the pinnacle of life