In the era of universal ban on demons, the Holy See suppressed all heresies.
Xina stood on the dividing line where light and darkness crushed each other. In this chaotic whirlpool, she is a silent nightingale, a lost lamb, a bird that has not landed, and a witch who is being judged.
Orledo on the ladder stretched out his hand, his eyes lowered with pity and approval.
The pure and confused soul stopped the clergyman in his tracks. He gave her guidance and led her to the right path.
He promised her a bright future.
Fei Wen in the abyss smiled calmly, and he held her wrist tightly and disappeared into the thick darkness.
The black wings covering her head were both protection and imprisonment, a birdcage specially woven for her.
He was waiting for her to "take the initiative" to come and share the supreme glory with him.
Temple Priest.
Black magician.
It is an olive branch shrouded in sunlight,
Or on the black reef where the waves crash.
Where will the flapping birds rest?
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Alias "Three Murders Changed Life" (crossed out
It is still derived from a dream, there is no orthopedics, only blood love.
The original intention was probably to record a kind of person.
A guy who has existed, resisted, and cannot be hated.
This is not a sweet article in the popular sense (in fact, I personally think the relationship between brother and sister is quite sweet, cough)
Intention: