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I sang an elegy at midnight and pulled down the dazzling stars. Go and chop down the immortal tree, and the glory of Oslorien will cease to exist. The undead sleep forever, and all that remains are immortal remains. Those who chase the sun fall into darkness, and those who chase the dark moon melt into the light. The furnace of the orcs has long been extinguished, the totem of the earth has been cracked, the body has no protection of ice, and the insects have fled in all directions. Boom, boom, boom, I erased this note from the score and listened to the sound of the shattered illusion. —————— Prophet: All living beings are addicted to reality, but they don't know that they are already in prison. Everything is illusory, and now everyone is lost in the darkness without realizing it, but you are the only man-made lighthouse for the world, the light point in the darkness, guiding the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.