"All things are born from dust and return to dust, life is a moment of fireworks, and the world is a false dream."
Fifteen years after the disaster struck, the streets were deserted, with only the howling wind blowing up the withered yellow leaves. The shop windows were broken, the neon lights no longer flickered, and life passed away quietly in this dead silence.
What is happening to the world? The surface and the inside of the earth, the finite and the infinite, why are they just hiding instead of resisting?
"If the world should fall, in the ashes of doom, we will kindle the flames of rebirth" she promised us all, standing on the ruins.
Purpose: Promote the human spirit