
Prayer's Lament
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An original ancient European fantasy, light on Cthulhu, using bards and assistants as the main line to reveal the truth about this continent. At dusk that day, the sunset was as beautiful as blood, and the beauty was breathtaking. The smell of death that filled the air was suffocating. The white lily swayed in the wind, and the blood soaked in it floated into the air, blending with the girl's sweat, giving it a salty and sweet taste. The girl held a corpse in her arms and shouted that "Grip" should be the former name of the male corpse. The heartbreaking voice resounded throughout the lily field. Blood continuously gushes out from Grip's back, dyeing the surrounding lilies and the girl's white dress red. However, even against the background of the blood, the young and handsome face has the ruddy color of the living, and the black hair is flying in the wind. It is certain that this corpse has no life, only death...
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