The deepest black ink is immersed in this place. When you dream about God's curtain, will you respond with ridicule or ridicule?
No, God doesn't care.
Despair from gods to mortals is filled here, and above it is the tragic song of generosity.
Fortunately, our blood has not been drained yet.
Our dreams are in pieces.... Then take me home...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
