I come from the end of the world.
The people who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood did not believe in fate, but only believed in the knife in their hands.
The day I traveled through time and became a concubine, I saw that sickly husband.
He coughed up blood, he was pale, and he wouldn't live more than three years.
But I smelled it - he had the putrid smell of the apocalypse.
There is a demon in his eyes.
Later, he pressed me against the wall, his eyes turned golden, and his voice sounded like another person:
"You already knew that, right?"
"Then do you know - it's you I'm waiting for."
