#, That boy who had the same fate as me, I died for him, I think I am free.
#But why, am I resurrected again?
#Char, the boy who once had happiness, my brother, why did I become a hell girl again because of him?
#When, I am no longer myself.
#What kind of resentment can I have to meet you?
#What kind of hatred do you hold that makes you unable to escape even though you have been alive for hundreds of years?
#You have no way to express your sorrow, you can only watch the sunset silently, like a hell of red lotus.
#Murlian, bone girl, the lady in the eye of the wheel, her face has never changed, and after countless years, it is still as beautiful as before.
#Going between hell and the world, along the cold three-way river, the cold mist, the fear of going to hell, at midnight, the entrance to hell, the unexplainable resentment, permeating the world