He was reborn into this world like a phoenix drenched in blood, and met him.
He battled through every obstacle just to reach his side and fight alongside him.
If there were no love, would there be no heartbreak?
If there were no love, would there be no hate?
If there were no love, could he be free?
Then let him destroy it.
Destroy this world he despises! This utterly filthy world!
But he can cry, grow tired, and get hurt too.
Would dying be the only way to escape all this? Then...
Let him go...
“Yi, I love you.”
“Love? What’s that?”
“Love is what brought me to your side.”
“Is that so? Then I’d rather there had been no love!”
“Why?”
“Because then I never would have met you!”
“Yi, my greatest love, I’m sorry.”
