Delicious black darkness harvesting organs of macabre milliseconds. Bask in a field of fears as you plunge your hand through the eyes of Ra. This is what it feels like to wear a watch, to breath air in your lungs. A bezel that could cut your skin, a bracelet that could sever your bad attitude from your aura. With a Casio anything is possible, except happiness or success or just anything you ever wanted from life, yourself, or others around you.