Shabby ceiling, half-grown children...
Did I lose my memory or something else important?
My past is like a huge mystery
One mystery solved leads to more mysteries...
I went back to the beginning but encountered a vendetta for no reason. However, fate forced me to continue exploring...
(PS: I actually fell into a trap with this article, and I just thought of fixing it recently. This is my first time writing a bg story, and it's a bg story for BE. I admit that the writing is very poor... The inspiration for the novel came from a dream of mine. I was very high when I first started writing it, and the more I wrote it, the more frustrated I became. Now that I look back carefully, the whole story is a bloody Mary Sue and shocking. Forget it, so it ended hastily. I swear, I will never write a bg article again. ┭┮┭┮)
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