When I opened my eyes, I had forgotten the past.
The branches of time grew densely when I was young, and I saw some new people and new things.
Conspiracy, trickery. The darkness that I couldn't see was slowly growing in the dark, gradually brewing a theater that made me physically and mentally exhausted.
The person who is waiting for me, the person I am waiting for, when time and space intersect, can I meet the right person?
Will those forgotten pasts be awakened from the depths of my memory when I open my eyes again? ?