City—the Demon Lord Arrives

The beasts are but images of our virtues and vices, wandering before our eyes like manifestations of our souls. I like the sunset in summer, because it is the best wine. I like the feeling of being immersed in it, sitting alone under the tree, blowing the cool breeze and watching the sunset gradually disappearing into the sky, recalling the regrets in life. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.