Among the people of the Xuangong Clan, a single thought can make one an immortal, or a single thought can make one fall into demonic corruption.
That battle, the Xuangong bell rang through the night. Watching the slaughter in a blaze of flashing blades and blood, she gave a laugh, tore the wooden bracelet from her wrist, and threw it into the sea of flames.
That day, she lay dying on the ground, looking at the dilapidated tomb. Festive music still rang in her ears. She thought that if she had another life, she would only wish to be an ordinary person, with a short life, yet one filled with contentment and happiness.
That night, she watched her reflection in his eyes and slowly smiled. Falling into demonic corruption, a demon for all eternity. Mother, I've finally become the most wretched thing in my own eyes...
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It feels pretty good, the fairy tale theme is great, and the author's writing is also pretty good! Keep up the good work!! It seems to be cruel╮(╯▽╰)╭