The mysterious Lord of the Temple of Death endured the humiliation of his brother and became the son-in-law of the goddess.
He failed to win his wife's heart for three years, and in order to keep his promise, he was willing to suffer sarcasm and look down upon.
At the end of three years, he looked up to the sky and roared.
For the sake of his beloved wife, his brothers, and the righteousness of his family and country, the God of War, who killed Buddhas when he stood in the way of Buddha, and slayed demons when he was blocked by demons, once again wielded the sickle of death to wipe out all monsters and demons, and kill all the monsters in the world.
The beauty in the left hand, the butcher knife in the right hand, composes a song of iron-blooded tenderness.
Harem Essay [Thinking]