Torch Traveler
Ancient myths are shattered in the depths of the starry sky, new gods are born from the embers of myths, the poisonous fires of hell are never extinguished, the sun and moon hanging high are eternal, the sad songs of the saints echo in our ears, what are we moving forward for, the world of despair...... Me!
It's the spark that ignites the ashes! What kind of pattern can a fire burn in the ashes?