Emotionless Soul and the Burnt Moon..
Both were meant to be gone.
A kid does not cry.
And I was, and will never be alone.
Even ash is my company.
Fate will not control me.
I am Fate itself..
Stabbed by the sword of Gold,
Drank the blood of Sun.
That was what suffer mean.
It is not just Pain.
It is Sadness and Loneliness.
Why could it came to me..
Why I was the chosen one..
Why does the moon burnt...
Why did the soul dead...
The story will never end.
The story had just begin.
And the beginning, is just like an ending of all the other stories..
Endless Story will tell, What had killed the fate..