When I was two years old, my parents divorced. - After that, I never saw my father and managed to live with my mother. - Although he was poor, he was happy. - But the other day...my mother passed away. - I was left alone in this world. - ...A reunion and a beginning. - I was happy. - I never thought I would be reunited with my father, who left me before I could remember. - My beloved father... - I'm not alone anymore...well, that's the illusion.