I woke up just before death, and the severe pain in my body felt like it was being pulled out by cramps, which almost made me go to see God again.
With great effort, I kicked away the scattered corpses in front of me, and finally breathed in a breath of fresh air that didn't smell of blood. The raindrops blessed by the acceleration of gravity hit my head and face again. In a daze, I seemed to be dead again.
He died to the point where he had no strength left, but there was still a trace of stubbornness left, and he was awake and unwilling to bow his head and die.
Until I glimpsed the turbid soil trembling slightly in the corner of my eyes——
Experience surges in the blood and sprouts on the land.
I think I probably made a profit.
Let the consciousness be withdrawn in the heavy rain, swinging in the air, brushing over the little girl's lost and drowned face, sliding over her battle robe and enthroned crown.
"Not bad, we have finally come to this point."
She couldn't hear what I said, nor could the courtiers who were prostrating behind her hear me. Only the young man next to her who was about to lose his crown suddenly raised his head.
"..."
Tsk, as expected of me, I found a person with high-quality genes and worked hard to create him.
It's a pity that your mother is an extremely bad person. She was born incompatible with the world's three cardinal principles and five permanent principles, three obedience and four virtues, and three orders and five orders. She was born in a mass grave and died in a mass grave... Ha, it's quite a closed loop.
"Wei Niang wants to say, I hope you don't follow in Wei Niang's footsteps... It's not a good reputation for being a monster who confuses the world."
But what I didn't say is:
——I don't regret it.
I'm just, a little tired.
Attachment: The main text is not in the first person. It is a prequel to "Tonight". It is an incomplete and brainless novel, a true record of the second episode of venting complaints and going crazy.
Purpose: The Record of the First Daughter