The first time she saw him, she had just escaped from the main god space.
He stood on the pile of corpses, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow very long.
She looked up at the not-so-tall figure, and the empty space in her heart was filled. She knew that this feeling was called love at first sight.
I don't want to be alone anymore, and I don't want to fill my fearful heart with strength.
I only hope that in the rest of my life, I can wash away my lead and make soup for you. The years are quiet and peaceful, and this world is stable. Hold your hand and grow old together.
He tried his best to create a heroine worthy of Feitan.
May I be able to accompany you like her in the next life, Feitan.
I love you with all my heart.
Hello Mary. Please stay with Feitan for me, okay?