Comic: Trace (Trace)

Truly knows a man until the end faithful to him only the family.

Even if you hate people enough to grab a knife... don't ever turn it against people. The pain and hatred bring money... not the people.

I kept going... without purpose, without reason. I was walking by the road people. Looking around...
Spring. Summer. Autumn. Winter. Time flew by... I ate everything I could find... but I never wanted more. My feelings and desires flowed together over time. I was devoid of emotion...

I woke up in a strange place... that day I was alone.
I didn't cry, although I was very young.
I wasn't mad at parents because they left me; the loneliness I was not scared.
If I knew from the beginning that there will be one?

- When?
- When, what?
- When you started killing people?
- I always got killed...
- So you killed many...
Well...don't know how much...
And you don't feel guilty, you don't have nightmares, you're not the least bit contrite?
I don't know... I just know that the bad people die and the good live.
- Who decides this? How can you know good or bad person you killed?
- They are bad, so they hate them... And order me killing them.
- What about you? All those whom you murdered, hate you... doesn't that mean that you're bad?
They... don't know me.

If I want to get back at him, just kill him will not be enough.
Before his death he suffered from heart pain, you need to make sure that he first found love and then lost it.

Her name is Jang Mi. She was 23 years old. I don't know exactly how old I am, but I think she was about my age.... don't believe it. She loves to grow roses and eat them. She's an artist. I think she is one of the best contemporary artists in their Studio. In this I also... I do not believe.