First person | past and present life | heartthrob | slice attack
I'm dead.
At the last moment before death, I was forcefully kissed by someone who looked exactly like me?
Originally, the end of the college entrance examination ushered in the real starting point of life, but after a second look, it was a failure of time travel. Forced to reenter the ivory tower due to the misfortune of livelihood, an "accident" occurred in the exam at the beginning of the school year, and he met a strange dragon.
Dragon: "Collect 22 Tarot cards and you will become a god and fulfill all your wishes."
But no one told me that in the process of collecting cards, I would encounter such strange things:
The taciturn Black Dragon: "Well, I like you."
The young and famous dean: "Little classmate, it is not a good habit to be flirtatious..."
The cold and arrogant genius: "I didn't fall in love with you at first sight!
Holy Divine Pope: "You were illuminated by the grace of the Holy Spirit. "
There are even frequent teases from "another me"...
Me: "Is anyone doing something serious? "
The curtain of the bloody Shura field is gradually opening, and the truth is quietly approaching - who is the "other me"? Is salvation or loneliness the end of becoming a god?
I have a lot of nerves, and I slowly grow up on the way to upgrade.
A story about a sand sculpture traveling through a different world to upgrade and paint pictures, saving the world and falling in love at the same time_φ_(..)
The tentative ending is in the oe direction, but it is also possible that he...(｡･ω･｡)
Intention: Hatred keeps you alive, love keeps you free.