Blank memory, pale face. Long black hair, dark eyes. Your stunning face is so poignant. Bury the color of your life. Reincarnating in the fragments of time that are broken and soundless.
——An Yinyu
Please don't bloom, please don't bloom in that hell, you are not a sad and desperate flower of Naraku.
He clenched his broken dreams into fists, blood boiling in his palms. Uninstalling only belongs to our memories. Just looking for the only light in the darkness.
——An Xinyu