Corroded City Cage

I once wanted to save lives and heal the wounded, and be a doctor with a clear conscience. Later I realized that even being a human being was a luxury. The sun will burn me, and the fresh life will arouse my destructive instinct. I desperately want to keep my bottom line, but the price of living is to crush my own kindness with my own hands. I thought I had caught the light, but those lights were eventually extinguished because of me. Every breakdown, every near-death, makes me stronger and less human. They call me Ember, they call me Devil, they call me Calamity. But no one remembers that I was once a boy who felt guilty for stepping on ants. I ruined the world that turned me into a monster. In the end, I destroyed myself too. The world is nice, but in the next life, I won't come.