ßooк Fivє: Mousєƒuя's Sєcяєt

I was born under a holly bush, a hundred generations ago. I was born again, this time in the mountains. I was born again, to a clan. I have lived and seen, and seen and lived. I do not know why this is my life, or why I am to suffer this curse. All I know is I can't take it anymore, I can't keep living while everyone I know fades away.