The sun hurried past a certain corner, inadvertently lighting up the world of the little beast licking its wounds alone in the dark. The little beast covered in wounds pursued and coveted the light and warmth left by the sun. He begged the sun to stay for him, and the sun agreed. But after all, the sun will not stay for others. So the sun said goodbye to him, turned around and took away all the tenderness he gave to the little beast, and returned to the world that belonged to the sun, leaving the little beast alone to struggle to death in the abyss of despair.
Motto: Destiny is always full of twists and turns