Soul-burning Flame
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The flame eventually goes out. The glory of the past, even if it is as bright as the fireworks, is nothing more than claws of snow and mud. The so-called morality is just a rusted sword in the face of survival, which cannot withstand sharpening. There are no heroes who dominate the battlefield, no divine power that will eventually emerge from the body, there are just a group of miserable souls who use their own souls as fuel.
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