He is the devil who tricked himself into falling, the overlord who allowed himself to love and feel pain;
Faced with this hurt, he chose to leave, quietly and alone.
Then the former love, the former hate and the sweet memory of the past were sealed in the deepest part of the memory.
Thousands of years later, when they met again, when the memories that had been dusted for thousands of years revived again, he was confused: maybe this was destiny, maybe this was a debt of fate.
Where to go? Where to go! ! ! !