Once upon a time, I became the guardian of fate, silently watching the sad fate slowly flow through my fingers. I was unable to stop it and could only watch the sharp sword carving deep scars in my heart. There was a time when I was also driven by loneliness, controlling the golden flame, wanting to dissolve the cold chains that bound me, wanting to cut off the threads connected to fate, but in the end I could only lie down at the feet of the wheel of fate. Looking back, is this what I am looking for, is this what I have always expected? The loved ones who are reincarnated in that destiny, and I who look at them ruthlessly from outside the destiny, is this what we ultimately pursue? You are struggling in reincarnation, I am locked in wings outside reincarnation, the past and future that I cannot touch no matter how far I stretch my hand. How can I escape, escape from this endless darkness, and you, the one who binds my heart...