My memory is intact, but my appeareance isn't...
Nobody knows my age. You just don't know why I'm always wandering lonely around.
For fun? to acquire antique knowledge? or is there another dark purpose inside my mind?
I can see you even with my eyes covered. You wouldn't like to know what's under my hood.
My feet seems like vanishing in the air, making you think that I'm part of a superior form of life.
Ah... you'll never want to hear me.
My voice is deep. With a bit of fade. Sometimes you'll feel the voice of a young man talking at the same time.
Don't be afraid. That's normal.