It is said that when the lifespan of a human being come to its end, it is necessary to leave behind everything; family, friends, achievements, even love and meet black and white messengers who will lead them to the cycle of reincarnation. However, the infatuations and love in mind; engraved in the bone, how can it be so easy to give it up. When love has gone through the battle of time either it is it still flawless or the wreckage full of holes. Another Translation Legend says that when one’s time is up, only when all traces of love from your previous life must be erased, led by the deities of the Impermanence of Black and White , will you be reborn. And yet a breathtaking, extraordinary love that makes you lose your mind could never be so easily forgotten. When love undergoes the test of time, is what remains the same, pure love, or will that love be battered and bruised, unrecognizable?