Here, between the flashes upon the unholy dark, once,

it showed a small butterfly; thus, it was very faint, and 

when the darkness eats the strings of the lights again, the butterfly keep fading. Once upon, the sky had its stars, sun and moon, people lived their life under their light. But one day, it all gone at one side.

And for ages people had to be divided into those who live in the light, and those who were eaten by the dark. Until a very day, thus, a misfortune happened,

and the dark has become even darker, at this day, a butterfly came to life.

Swallowing the light with her, bringing a new sea of memories with her, bringing a list, that has been signed by the misfortune and forgetting. Here, my story shall begin.