Looking forward to the coming of dawn in the darkness
I have long lost the qualifications to be a judge, or in other words, no one can bring judgment, no one can claim to be God.
What is justice? What is order? Idealists are the flowers in the mirror that I cannot touch.
All I can do is stop them from crying.
If your ideals are shattered, be shattered. I only know that I will stop the evil within my power before my eyes.
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Later, as a bald person, I looked at the pile of documents and the mess left by people with supernatural powers.
It's getting colder, let's let the Special Agents Department go bankrupt.
I have to quit my job.
Purpose: Rebirth in despair