Vongola's glory is still inherited from generation to generation, but his heart has long been desolate.
After death, every leader of Vongola will protect his family in the ring for thousands of generations. This is his destined destiny.
If I could go back a hundred years ago...
The war was raging, but he was already tired of it
Everything is boring
It's not that I hate humans, it's just that I always feel out of place in this world. I can't see any light. In this dark space
If there was a little glimmer...
This article is actually just a derivative of dissatisfaction with the setting of the original work, hoping to change destiny
Main cp Bailan×Giotto
There may be some foggy clouds