It is within the passage of time where things happen, not before, nor after. But there will be a time when Even I can no longer carry out my destiny. 

I live in harmony with the things around me. This is why I live so peacefully. I know the end comes sooner or later. So I can live happily, pressing ever forward, Teaching everyone the past. So that they cannot repeat it.

This is the end, and the beginning. Wrapped between this leather wrapping, lies everything that has come, and that which has yet to be.