Large tracts of blood-colored flowers bloom in this world that only belongs to darkness, blown by the eternal night wind, shaking their enchanting petals like beating flames.
With his back to the sea of blood-red flowers in the sky, a look of helplessness permeated the formerly indifferent handsome face.
"Naruto, I want to take you back."
His blue eyes widened in an instant: "Why?!"
"Haha... No matter how far you run away, don't you still have to go home after the vacation is over?"
Whose laughter is drowned in this melancholy red color?
So sad; so desperate...
Do you know? I love blood red poppies.
The flower has extraordinary beauty, but I don't know that its beauty has achieved some ambition of the fruit. Intentional people take advantage of this beauty and make it a source of evil.
The poppy flower itself has no fragrance and does not have the qualities to enchant people's hearts. It is human beings whose souls are contaminated by the world and extend their sinful hands to it... Poppy flowers all over the mountains and valleys are swaying leisurely in the wind, but they don't know that they will never escape the fate of being uprooted.
I was once glad to have embraced you in the boundless sea of poppies, but I didn't know that what the poppies revealed——
Yes, the love of death...
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