The only remaining gods, the sleeping past, watching the show with the eyes of a playwright
But already in it
She was born from the war between gods and demons
Her choice will determine the future direction of this world
A loved one to jog her memory
Set up such a huge dream
But after waking up from the dream, where will they go?
Who is she?
Intention: one step at a time, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, one step at a time, we will go to perdition together
