The source of my power is a “point of infinity” - this is where everything started. Deep inside me exists a power of a dark-hearted beast, seething with rage. This collision of this power leads to the Big Bang of time and space by a physical speed. Due to this Big Bang, the sounds of my pounding heartbeat and racing breath are masked with white noise. At near-light speed, the existence of confusion and fear emerges as a distorted figure of the inside, reflected in a mirror. The Big Bang dissolves everything - even sharp light and endless power. Uncontrollably intense power and a burning desire are all scattered as pieces of fragments. The only thing left is the vestige of this very moment. Now numb to wrath and temporal pain, this beast is my fear. It is dashing in a parallel motion with me between the beginning and end.
