(Because the world view of Yueji is too confusing, I decided to write a Zhanshen fanfic (?) The protagonist's golden finger is the golden branch) (Some insignificant little settings are stuffed in the original Zhanshen) (The early stage may be a bit boring) (Xiaobai's writing style, probably)
Regular version:
How can a person die three times?
Haha, I lied to you.
In fact, you will die more times.
Literary Edition: This is the story of a survivor
This is the story of an incompetent person
What is filling your eyes?
What stains a picture frame?
Where will the Messiah, who is not needed, write his destiny?
Why does a room that should be overflowing with laughter flush with blood?
Why did the star that was supposed to shine dim from that day on and be nowhere to be found?
"There is nothing here... Only misery everywhere."
Too much of a running account