He is a killer who licks blood from the edge of a knife and survives under the sword. He was born with an unknown red eye but is as cold as frost. He has been walking on the edge of life and death since he can remember. His name is "Death" and he is used by the Galaxy Organization to kill the rebels in the world and kill the souls of the common people in the continent. She is the daughter of a pampered prime minister, she is delicate, beautiful, and innocent. However, due to the government's plan to reappear in the world, her family fell into ruin and she was brutally massacred of nine tribes. "Slay, kill, your name is too cruel, why don't I make up a new one for you." He was rescued by her when he was being hunted, and she whispered softly in his ear until the end. He would never forget this sentence until his death. When they reunited that day, he was ecstatic. He thought it was God's special arrangement, and even wanted to escape from the organization... But he never thought that all the results happened for a reason, and he was trapped in a carefully woven web. Later, when the knife fell from his hand, he bore the blood debt, but she resented him and hated him, but she wanted to part ways and live happily together. He had never paid much attention to the agency map, nor did he covet it in the slightest. He was afraid that the world would be like this, and he would focus on two functions, and in exchange he would end up with a hundred kinds of gains and losses. If only he had agreed, if only he had washed his hands in a golden basin, if only he had not met her at that time... However, he has never regretted loving her... Even if he died for her, he would be willing to do so without any complaints... The mechanisms are there, and a picture can cause a thousand sorrows.
