After all, life is short and will end///
The world is too fragile for me, who is mighty and gambles with death.
Some people hope I die and go to hell.
But who will accompany me to my grave?
I don't have much time to write a will for the people I might love.
Tomorrow there's still a chance to win and spit again.
There are still 78 tarot cards to entertain me.
After all, this life is just waiting to die///