One day the meanest grass was praying,
He begged:
God, I don't want to be disturbed by wind and rain anymore!
The good God found the warrior who should have died,
Help homeless people find homes.
One day, poor Rose had hope,
They want:
God, can you give me joy in life?
The noble God declares the game open.
But the brave men are unable to relieve death,
Leave them to pursue their own bright future.
One day, the greedy king's desire came to light,
It wants to repeat the tragedy.
Neighboring planets hang on by a thread
The sage has a thousand thoughts,
Decided not to deceive the Warriors anymore.
To protect everything that is peaceful,
It takes courage and internal unity.
The Blood Moon tilts to the west on the 23rd.
The Soul Receiving Platform uses the soul to rewrite the future.
In this game of betting your life, don't trust anyone.
(The protagonist is not a good person, but he has a good brain. Please do not scold him easily, thank you. The main CP is Luo Yuan. This work does not promote superstitious elements, and please do not substitute reality and current affairs)
Purpose: Anti-war, anti-all discrimination