This story wouldn't be taken as true anyway, it's worthless. All characters, place names, plots and even emotions are fictitious.
[The human continent... Is the last refuge, the petri dish of XX.
NOTE: You cannot see XX. XX hopes to forget ** and gain happiness with **.
Here is XX (to be filled in). You once touched that soft boundary, but now that you can't see me, you are about to be swallowed up by it. The colorful door of heaven was once opened to me, and I was one of the seven demons who fell into the world. The final test of love - are you ready? Guests who come to the banquet, let me bring you a ridiculous bouquet.
Innocent butterflies regard interesting stories, hate and love as nourishment. Heavy things can be forgotten again and again, but they cannot let go of ambiguous feelings no matter what. I had to imagine her free; and she was.
In this world, I (she) wants us to be happy. A bloody embrace, still sincere eyes: happiness is such a thing.
Intention: Without love, you cannot see. From the moment you see, everything is love.
