He looked directly into her pupils,
There was a chaotic blood red inside.
It's very strange, like it spans a thousand years,
Staring straight at something... Something imprisoned.
The harsh grinding sound of bones came,
Her pupils suddenly woke up and lit up a sea of fire,
Thrilling.
In the middle of the sea of fire is his own figure,
It was as if the whole world was burning on him alone,
A grand... Memorial ceremony.
His figure stood alone in the sea of fire,
There was no expression of pain or fear.
Like waiting for reincarnation that has been predicted but cannot be changed,
A look of relief.
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He suddenly remembered.
Her blood-red eyes,
The elusive one... The imprisoned thing,
It's his memory.
Memories of his past life.
In memory,
That sea of fire,
It's his taboo area.