"Free for me."
This is his name and his last wish.
Allothiri Fallon, the youngest priest on the tower. He is cold, arrogant and pious, and regards all earthly love as blasphemous.
Atharris Rosier, an immortal who has existed since the beginning of time, is hopelessly in love with him.
Roses, moonlight, thousands of years of loneliness - Asaris used all his tenderness to try to knock on the door of Arosili's heart.
However, Arosili only had God in his eyes, not him.
Asaris's love is a self-binding chain, Arosili's rejection is a bone-eviscerating thorn.
Until that day, Alosili fell from the tower and fell into the abyss that Asaris could never catch up with.
Asaris held his cold body and walked through the thorns and ruins back to his own rose garden.
He didn't cry, he just buried the one he loved with his own hands.
From then on, there was a monument without words in the rose garden, and a ghost in red who lingered under the tower.
This is a story about eternity and moment, faith and obsession.
Those who do not love are liberated, while those who love deeply are imprisoned in eternal life.
——He turned his thorns into a crown.
Concept: The dilemma between love and freedom: The deepest love is not possession, but a crown of thorns that imprisons oneself. Death is not the end, sometimes it is the only relief.
