I was born in a dark night, and occasionally got the light of day, and I pursued it with all my strength.
I fell down in front of the gods and got up from the mud again and again. I spent all my strength just to see that person.
But he and I are not the same person after all.
I was too weak and could only watch him fall in front of me.
What is the curse of the gods? As a kind of spirit of all things, am I destined to be abandoned?
I can't stand my delusions.
I can't stand it.
I choose to destroy
Intention: Youthful spirit