Traveling through the gaps in time and space, we are the guardians. We have new partners on every mission, and we silently mend the cracks in history. Whenever the mission comes to an end, it is time to say goodbye. Although I feel reluctant to leave, I also know that this is the reincarnation of fate. We bear this loneliness just as we enjoy the glory of that mission. In the long river of time, we have learned to accept and enjoy every reunion and farewell. However, is this really the case? Where did the system come from…
Mission: Unity is strength