It's been a while since I heard from the old man. I don't know what he's doing now. Just making women walking down the street drink XXX and doing XXX to them is like indiscriminate violence, like a shot in the dark. Why didn't the old man who was committing the Ultimate Sin get caught? As expected, he was worthy of being called the Dark Prince. He can only be described as a Miracle Man. The days of fear and excitement working with the old man were like riding on a Crazy Train. I sometimes almost respected the paranoid but Iron Man old man. When sales dropped due to credit card restrictions, I thought the old man was human too when I saw him whining and barking at the moon. There are good times and bad times in life. Let's say goodbye to romance and move forward. Even though I'm sad that the old man is gone, no more tears. He himself said he didn't want to change the world, but he shocked the world more than enough. It's time. I, who was involved in the old man's evil deeds, will wash my hands and return to my parents' house. Mama, I'm coming home. Old soldiers never die, they just disappear. The young blood who admired the old man will carry on his will. Goodbye, Dark Prince. Thank you, old man. Goodbye, Prince of Darkness. R.I.P Ozzy-san.
