The curtain falls. Like rain, like tears, like heroes.
Sometimes omens show you the way but not the consequences. Truth hurts; sometimes it heals, sometimes it consumes you.
Dark clouds gather over Megalopolis 9, over the Palladions, over Hototo. They spread over a promise that was made.
Sometimes storms pass. Sometimes they don't.
Sometimes omens show you the way but not the consequences. Truth hurts; sometimes it heals, sometimes it consumes you.
Dark clouds gather over Megalopolis 9, over the Palladions, over Hototo. They spread over a promise that was made.
Sometimes storms pass. Sometimes they don't.