As the prince of the Galaxy Empire, he was killed ninety-nine times by the same woman.
Ninety-nine reincarnations, ninety-nine weddings, ninety-nine summits, and he died in her arms.
She saved him from the ruins, shielded him from the knife, accompanied him to massacre the city, and spoke all her love words.
But the moment he handed over the whole world, his throat was sealed with a knife.
He didn't know the truth until his ninety-ninth death.
She is the clone of the Dark Empress of Eternal Night and the holder of the cosmic civilization recycling system.
His empire is an experiment, death is data, and reincarnation is nourishment.
He is just an animal that has been kept in captivity over and over again.
This reincarnation.
He's crazy.
He tears apart time.
Smash the reincarnation.
Hide the memory in the deepest part of the code of life.
Take the initiative to be born in her lair.
Everlasting night.
The darkest country in the universe.
Not saving the world.
Unreasonable.
No longer believe in the light.
In this life, he only does one thing: kill.
Kill through the abyss.
Break the rules.
The elegant and calm empress showed fear for the first time.
If civilization is not guilty.
Then take action on the universe.
And this time.
The cycle ends.
The person who dies will no longer be him.
