He is a grass living in the darkness. If he has not received sunlight, he will not expect the taste of warmth. But the sun appeared unexpectedly and shone brightly on him. When he was used to it, he was suddenly snuffed out!
If he is not used to it, even if he is a grass, he will live well. But now,
There is only killing, only sacrifice, and only destruction!
Kill those beasts that snuffed out his warmth! Pay homage to the supposedly peaceful time in his life and destroy this world without her!
But why, despite being so powerful, he almost became a lost dog?
I tell you woman, your heart is really made of stone.
The copywriter is incompetent, but I tried my best. . .
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