I have always longed for freedom. Freedom from the consequences of being my father's son and his high expectations. Freedom from the fears and worries that I might not reach them. And so, I choose the only path to this freedom, even though it is far from the life I have always known. Later have I known that the path I chose to take is not just a stranger to me, but dangerous and far more deadly than I could have imagined. What can I do? There's no turning back now. I guess I'll just do my best to stay alive, just like everyone else who never thought that in this world, adventure and freedom means dying anytime.