I was once a heartless and heartless magic weapon. It was you who taught me what love is, and then you personally dug out my heart. Later I found out that you used my bones to sharpen the knife that cut out my heart.
Intention: A divine soldier will be eternal if he has no intention, but a mortal will be perishable if he attaches great importance to his feelings. When cold iron learns hot love, it is destined to be broken.