The struggle history of a blood slave whose memory was pulled out. When Shen Mo woke up, he forgot his name and where he came from. He has a beloved lover named Jackdaw. But as I slowly explored and learned my true identity, I realized that I was just a sacrifice offered to the ancients. The inner fear exploded. Unwilling to be restrained in this way, Shen Mo, who already loved freedom, began his own escape journey. But I have no intention of knowing more and more.
Put someone's records on the first floor. Believe me, this is a novel that gets better the more you write it, and basically has no flaws. But it is just a novel. The reason why it is banned is because it is really not suitable for children under the age of eighteen. The three views of this article are not correct and gloomy, so many people may not read the original text very much, or simply abandon the article.
Mutual encouragement.
Black Festival by Sha Mo
Shen Mo x Jackdaw Modern Imagination
Silence is a little person. I didn't give him any golden fingers. I wrote about a failure in a very real way. There is no doubt that Silence is an outcast. He has no parents and no worries. It just so happens that the big shot Jackdaw is about to wake up. He is caught by another big shot, brainwashed, and then worshiped as a jackdaw. Silence cannot control his own feelings, and ultimately cannot control his own freedom. Sadly, he cannot control his own destiny. He is very real. Just like you and me now, we are firmly grasped by invisible big hands. We have to do this or choose that. This is reality.
Silence is too real. Sometimes the aura of this person can suppress me for a long time. He is vigorous, tenacious, and kind-hearted. Although he will escape, this is life, and there will always be troughs and confusion.
Silence is very simple. He doesn't value money, and he doesn't envy power. I think the happiest time for him was the time he lived in a garbage dump when he was on the run. You can see how peaceful he was at that time. Some people will never be in this state in their entire lives. A cup of tea, the shadow of flowers on the ground, and a bright moon are enough. Silence reached this state at that time. ——The author's original words. It is useless to say more when it comes to the depths.
Keywords: vampire, blood slave, love, hatred, greed and desire
Being locked up all the time, there is nothing I can do.
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