Countless sailing ships came riding the rough sea, and the low sound of horns resounded along the coast. Pirates from the north are ravaging the coastal lands. The whispers of the ancient gods, the fear of blood sacrifices, where should the Lamb of the Father go? Barbarism and civilization, the glory rebuilt on the ruins, cutting off the thorns with a long sword, and driving away the darkness with scriptures.
If you are not noble because of your noble surname, the ancient family will be lost in history. When the pursuit of freedom conflicts with your pious beliefs, how will you choose? What is the light of hope? What is the name of freedom?
New changes are born and the old order collapses. Follow that ray of dawn and break through the boundary of the night.
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Damn it, you actually know how to go back to JJ and start a new article! No wonder he knew I was setting him up. Come on, fill it in!
Damn it, you actually know how to go back to JJ and start a new article! No wonder he knew I was setting him up. Come on, fill it in!