My vague memory only stayed on that dim rainy day. I don't know how I came into this world. I only know that my mother didn't even make a phone call before she died...
When I woke up again, I was in a smelly place. There are garbage piles everywhere, and I have shrunk to one year old. A week later, I learned that this was the Meteor Street in "Hunter Hunter".
Killing, killing every day. Kill for food, kill for survival. Shura, the demon boy in Meteor Street, is frightening. My heart is getting darker and darker with the killing...
It wasn't until I met him that I learned that there are fairy tales in the world. Being with you, I have no regrets; being killed by you, I have no regrets. I only want to compose that fairy tale under the starry sky with you...