Tired of life
Tired of people being afraid of her
Also tired of the boiling in my blood
End everything, she thought, but what rights did she have? It would not let her die easily. "Since you are tired of it, go to rebirth and let out the boiling blood in your blood!"
Just like the blood of a saint, it controls her destiny. This time, she has to duel with it. Her destiny can no longer be controlled by others!
Please look forward to it, as a puppeteer...
Ps: Dear readers, please pay attention! Because I forgot the original author password and could not find it back, I simply rewrote it!