She's perfect, she's angel, but she doesn't exist.
The curtains of death are opening.
Nether spirit advises not to fear.
Don't be afraid of death.
Bright night - I see the god.
Machines are destroying the city.
Corpse of a little girl is opening eyes.
Underground station that no one knows, besides of me.
I'm alone here.
Sandsea with flying pyraweeds.
This happened once.
Strange, Chaos.
I'm finding myself and searching for the answers in unidentified world.