There was a fool on the ground who set foot on the road to Kyushu just to make a joke.
There is a madman in the sky, and for a thought, he guards the coffin of an unknown return date.
It all started because of a liar. And that liar was me, and unfortunately I didn't live long. I also want to live, but time is slow and old friends are easy to disperse.
In fact, everything should have been the same the year I left. Obviously I made a mistake. I also became the kind of person I hate most, a liar, but I have no regrets, because in the future I foresee, you are all dead.
Intention: Don't believe in fate, don't trust heaven.