I had thought that before I am born whether already to be doomed to take this road. this is as if somewhat strange, my time faces inevitably is dying, probably is doomed not to be able to run away this fate.
Every I succeeded escaped, but its inferior place returned to side once again me. together with this time, out of the ordinary.
I have never feared anything, but not once had been lax this kind of feeling. I knew the one who most lets me frightened is who, was who has defeated me.
I may kill I frightened person, may evade the greedy territory, looks that the dead the corpse cremates in the fire of high-piled firewood.if that lets my