The fragrance of sin, the cruelty of judgment
The executioner is always the one who suffers the punishment
Even so, refusing to give up is the ultimate evil
Evil confession, evil devotion
The judgment of the world is just a chess game played by the Creator. The white pieces are smooth and cold, while the black pieces are hard and warm.
Human beings are a ballet girl who waves her arms when wound up, a tin soldier who is willing to go through fire and water for love, a nutcracker that spits out the shelled pulp when the handle is turned.
"It'll be really interesting to see how the game plays out."
(I write whichever sentence I dreamed about. There is no logic and it does not represent any point of view. It is fun for everyone to watch)
Intention: Peaceful years