For a reason that I could never quite place, there was always this odd feeling of resentment towards this... admired being called Fate, that has resided in me. Although it can't ever be proven, the people of this earth for whatever reason believe in this Fate. A being that they believe is able to take the control of their lies out of their hands. And that everything that has and will ever happen is destined for them. The aspect that they love most about Fate is this legend of 'The Red String of Fate', where they have these predetermined 'soulmates'.