――これは私の過去ではない。
夢想した、けれど確かにあった出来事。
欄干を鳥のように飛翔する若武者と、
それを竜巻のような勢いで追い回す僧兵。

浪漫溢れる英雄譚、誰もが知る二人の出会い。

これは私の過去ではない。
けれど、私の過去として追想しなければならない。
いつか誰かに語るときに。
この嘘が、誇らしい真実に見せかけられるように。

This is not my past.
I have mearly dreamt it, but there's no question it took place in reality.
A young warrior, as nimble as a bird, and a warrior monk that followed him around like a tornado.

An epic filled with adventure, and the meeting of the two that everyone knows.

This is not my past; however I must remember it as such.
So when at one point, I talk to someone about it, this lie will seem like the proud truth.