A convulsive work that throws a bunch of people from a foreign land into an imaginary era of ancient prose.
Well, it's not time travel. Just an old-style fanfic.
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A chance encounter, the slowly warming feeling between the mountains and gorges, cannot disappear even if we part ways.
Helpless fate, struggling in the cracks, with only a glimmer of hope in my heart.
I don't recognize my old friends on the opposite side, and I will regret it only later in the year.
I can't recognize the acquaintance across from me, and I am heartbroken and worried.
Everything starts from meeting again...
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I got cramps when reading the article, and I think I got even more cramped when reading the article... (TAT, I'm already crazy anyway)
Working towards the colorful thunder~~~
The character design is like a killer shrimp~~
The ancient style does not always contain martial arts, so a bit of fantasy is added...