Your'Majesty will say that the charisma is said to be cursed by the body, so I am the body that is cursed. Hands full of muscle move with chess that has not moved before, a touch of a finger as if he was running. A running horse can't beat a lion's gripping power, the camera clacking destroys the first night. Hair looks so fluffy, up there maybe I'll see a mirror with the face of eternity. It's like a promise, that by showing everything to the public will change the way of thinking and perspective.