"But you said that the Moon Goddess made the first werewolf here. Then..."
"But I haven't told you the rest, my wife," he said. "The first werewolf fell in love with the Moon Goddess.
She was said to be beautiful. But you cannot love God. Not in that way. You can be a loyal servant, but you can never be equal.
The first werewolf pushed too hard and tried to touch the Moon Goddess. And that's when it happened. The flowers that were once white turned black and this place became so gloomy that even animals don't come here.
No werewolf comes here as well. They say if you come here, you will be cursed as well. You will be a monster."
"Still you like this place, don't you? That means you don't believe in that rumor."
"But, my wife, I am a monster."
