The harvester desires. Harvesting everything to satisfy his own deepest desire.
Wishing for a tribute for his old friend. A gift for the old friend.
Flying high, looking out on the far horizon, pursue through the long time.
Aiming at the infinite fruits. He Sharply raises the sickle.
He is melancholic. Grieves over the curse that made his body fallen into the beast.
Lost memory. Transformed body. Eternal hunger is never satisfied.
Crimson world. Running through the blood stained land, wiping the bloody arm.
The beast is called immortal. This body had lost the peace and hope forever.
She judges. To undertake the severe destiny on her weak shoulder.
Her weak arms and fine sword. The sword points at the monster who took the lives of her
dearest parents.
The light shines on her body. The purification melody sings loudly.
The girl advocates her justice. Her figure would leave a vivid impression upon people's pupils.
She is thoughtless. She chooses to be herself evading from the statute.
Letting nobody capture her, she lives as the fancy takes her.
Only cold steel gazes at the moment. The principle is a blink. Everything returns to every moment.
The true self awaits her beyond the freedom. The lost self.
He seethes. To save the will and the life of his master with his stout arms.
Accepted the eternal curse to be with his master, obtained the superhuman power.
The old soldier lived through destruction and battles, desires for the master under
the silent nights.
Until the day he gives up his own life at the battlefield.
He had gone astray. The statute of the family and his own will. He sways in between.
The promise with the girl connects. Drawing the old rusty chain.
The promise with the boy is broken. The dull grey wedge penetrates for the compensation.
Deep nights turn into the labyrinth that deludes him. Will he see the light of acceptance.
He craves. His crimson body is endlessly bloodthirsty.
No pleasure overcomes violence. So he shows off.
The fangs and claws reside in his body. Penetrates his enemy with everything he has.
Unstoppable thirst for the blood. Tonight, he seeks for a sacrifice.
She serves. An innocent piece slumbers through the perpetual. As a marionette
without free will.
The master she never saw. The only order deeply engraved in her soul.
Tonight, the blind marionette waddles toward the sound of clapping hands.
The end of the peace is the beginning of the battle. To exterminate immortals
She repeats. For the origin of ancient eternal fate, for the settlement with her brother.
Her long sought sword. An encounter with the owner.
The conversion of stagnated destiny. The rusty gear wheel starts to slowly spin and creaks.
The consequence will soon indicate the terminal of her story.
He wakes up. To release the girl bound by the perpetual chain from her destiny.
Her body is engraved. “immortal”. Her hand holds “indulgence”.
Ordinal days are broken. The boy lived hollow days. The judgement day is impending.
Under this night. Standing in-between the reality and fantasy to bring back everything
to the nothingness
