Do you believe that a person has two faces? Not that kind of painted mask, but a real face.
I have always been the true father's love you want to give me, indeed, but why is your knife aimed at my neck? Father.
Last time it was you who wanted freedom, this time it was me who wanted the end. In this way, we will owe nothing to each other.
It's obviously the freedom I want, so why am I so uncomfortable. Why are you not dead yet, but you have already been engraved on the list of sacrifices? Fortunately, this time, next to your name is me...
I thought we were on opposite sides, so I ran to you with all my might.
Officially titled "Not Too Late"
Intention: If a person keeps using past information and only stands from his own perspective, how can he see the mastermind behind the scenes and how can he convey the message?