[Severe epilepsy article] [Alien Cthulhu] [Steampunk] [Not the Virgin] [Slightly brain-burning] [Legendary King of Resistance] [The author is in good mental condition]
Reject love and dark winds, beware of intermediaries!
Madness is an appearance, pain is real...
"It's not ridiculous to dress up as a lunatic. What's funny is that before time travel, I was treating lunatics."
Villian opened her eyes and felt that the account was quite a bargain, after all, she was a professional counterpart.
Until she realized something was wrong.
When was it discovered?
Maybe it started when a gadget suddenly popped up after sacrificing a certain little lolita.
The strange gadget told her: You are the executioner now! Just count one, two, three, and the opponent will be chopped down by you!
She tried, eh! Don't tell me, it's really useful.
Just as she was chopping, she couldn't tell - was she crazy, or was there something wrong with this place?
Villian: "I am a murderer, I am a murderer, I am a murderer..."
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The day she escaped from the asylum, she looked back.
I always feel like I'm missing something.
What is it? Red scarf?
