Library

When I was young, I lost a lot of things. I remember when I was a child, I made a big wish to travel to the end of the world with my sword, and wanted to illuminate the whole world with the light of justice, but reality has not erased that innocence and courage. When I walk on the street, I don't want to look back, for fear that there will be a ghost grinning behind me. The messenger of hell wanders around the world, but cannot take away the demons in the world...