It wasn't until warm, scarlet blood splashed in front of his eyes that he slowly realized his fate.
His thoughts gradually became empty, his pupils gradually became dilated, and the overload of pain finally turned into numbness.
The cry in his heart was silent. He had many things to say, but he was like a wailing eagle whose wings were forcibly broken off.
"Is my birth really the right thing?"
Concept: Imagine you are a princess and meet a pirate