The two countries were at war, and my sweetheart died on the cold border, but the culprit was at large and was enjoying his life. I don't believe in fate, I must avenge him. So I lurked in the dark looking for evidence, but every time I got a clue, it was always a step too late. Regret and hatred filled my heart. I understood that they had already prepared, so let's start with what they longed for most. I want to break their delusions with my own hands and let them taste the pain of life. Perhaps God took pity on me and sent me a person who is somewhat similar to Ayan. At that moment, I knew the opportunity had finally come.
