She has been living freely on the grassland, learning the most difficult martial arts of the Eldar tribe from her aloof master.
He has restrained himself and resumed rituals since he was a child, always preparing for the revival of the immortal clan.
When she was sixteen, he only gently supported her waist, and she could never go back to the past.
He said we were not allowed to intermarry because we were of different races.
She said, I can shed the blood of the Eldar. No matter what.
He finally left without looking back.
At the end of the war, blood flowed into rivers and corpses lay everywhere.
Her white clothes were all dyed red. She lay in his arms and said to him with a smile, "Look, I did it." I love you now with an ethereal body.
He held her and let out the last roar of his life.
He finally understood that love can change everything. Interracial love is still love.