She was born in chaos and lost her memory
Crawling in the darkness, living in despair
Find yourself, find your loved ones, give everything for the ones you love
But her existence is a disaster for the world
I finally understand that everything is just a continuation of mistakes
Those who use blue silk to paint and carve images into the heart
It can be a true love, or it can be the source of tragedy.
In the darkness, you are the only one who holds the lamp for illumination
Cut off the dissociation worries
Purpose: Be the heroine of your own life!