Pedestrain~

In the world of A.D. 2053...

Walking alone at a gloomy city,

No purpose, no destination, just walking.

Wandering around dreary streets for hours,

No people, no vitality, just wandering.

When Haman's faces can only attach to multicoloured lights,

When depending on advanced techniques become a custom,

When amazing and powerful words lack of their audiences,

writer is no longer a profession,

while brandishing their wonderful pens become a sin.

Even freedom that used to belong to them is confiscated.

The police car have taken away the only writer there,

And it has also taken away

the only ember of this dark city at the same time!