Night Fantasia

Born for 30,000 years, made of blood and songs, and praised like poetry. Buried for 30,000 years, there is a quiet atmosphere with no pursuit or desire. Before dawn does not mean despair, and after dawn does not mean hope. This is an era where blood and darkness coexist. Killing and death will spread throughout the world. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, and no creature can escape. Hold high your swords and swords, hold on to your spears and shields, all the fire and light, all the blood and bones on the ground, death is also rebirth, this is the dawn of the king, and the darkness of the king. Scream, despair, and cover the earth with our corpses. This is a battle to win the supreme honor, a battle to obtain eternal freedom, and a battle between the noble superiors and the despicable inferiors. My body is buried in the soil, with my tombstone on it and my name engraved on it. People sang my praises, with flowers and applause, and with the most moving and romantic poems and songs in the world. Maybe someone left some for me... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.