He was mysterious. The source of the dazzling sunlight was a profound wisdom too deep for anyone to look at directly.
She was mysterious. When the hazy mist cleared, what remained was a tranquil silence that was hard to believe.
He cared about her only as a cautious assassin might care about a mysterious sorcerer, with no feelings involved.
She was wary of him, but as a detached woman might be wary of a wickedly charming man, not because of his strength.
He could not bring himself to trust her, yet he could say to another gentle, radiant woman:
"I don't believe in fate, but I can believe anything you say."
She rarely spoke in front of him, yet she could say to another refined, jade-like man:
"I never wanted to become the strongest. What I truly want is simply to stay alive."
P.S. Mammon is female in this story.
Also posted on Baidu Tieba.
Skylark, and Gabrielle
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Dear, you actually have time to update (scary) It's okay Kavin It's true to pay attention to your body~
Ah ah ah ah update update update Yesterday, after a big q, I finally thought of us. La la la
Hmm, hungry, interesting Keep going~ Looking forward to the next chapter~