Hell

All things are immortal, breaking through the sky, only entering but not exiting. There is no recent past, but the face is adapted to the place. All things will perish, and life and death are not terrible. I am afraid that the years will be quiet, and it will be unknown. The body of all things is the spirit of all things, and it will reach more than eternity. Injury and sorrow permeate all things, myths cannot escape, and countless laws govern all things. Go to Tower City instead of it. But don't abandon it. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.