I walk around the white gold world that makes me think, "This must be paradise," but "I bet there are no people here," while embracing my excitement to try something new and my reasonable annoyance. I feel that perhaps I have a memory of seeing this view, but at the same time I realize that I did not see it with my own eyes. I think about a reality that doesn't exist, and only the most convenient fantasies stick in my memory. Looking around, I realize that the real world is a false one, made up of a majority of people who indulge in convenient interpretations without regard to the fact that their memories are wrong. Now, where does this road lead?
「きっとこれは楽園だ」でも「きっとここには人が存在しない」と思わせるような白金の世界を...