It seems as though there are two versions of myself in campus life. Is it a split personality? Or is there another reason? While out shopping, he happened to run into someone who looked just like him, and it seemed he had finally found the answer. However, as that person gradually encroached upon his life, he was overcome by the fear that his life was being taken over! When that fear began to turn into reality, his first instinct was to run away. Yet, fate had other plans; after a series of bizarre encounters, he was forced to confront his bleak reality and continue trudging forward on a path destined for solitude... Entering that gloomy underground chamber, he found rows upon rows of coffins neatly arranged! Within each coffin lay a chilling secret! A soft sigh reached his ears: "I have a thousand fine coffins, to bury all the injustices of the world!"