I think when did I start to be attracted to her? Maybe it was the first sight.
She stood lonely on the cliff, her red dress looked like fire, but it made me feel like she was covered in frost and snow.
She raised her head and glanced at me, her cold face turned into surprise, and she immediately turned her head away. She was afraid of me, I knew it.
She also knew that what she was afraid of was death. Her own death.
Because she was able to watch me kill people calmly without a trace of fluctuation. She watched quietly with her eyes that were so clean that they were not stained by dust, and her whole body exuded a compelling aura.
She looked straight at me and sighed sadly: "It's too fragile."
Then he chuckled, overwhelming the country and the city, like a white lotus swaying.
She is like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water, making people unable to see or guess.
When her layer of fog tears apart.
Then I realized it was a bloody poppy.
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Because he wanted to live, he signed a contract with Hades.
As a result, he was thrown into a different world to complete a series of tasks.
A history of blood and tears began.
Don't want to cause trouble, but why are Pluto's missions filled with troublesome characters?
Woo~~
The poor one is frightened to the point where its heart beats faster every time.
But where does the strong strength come from without destroying it?
So someone can only grow from being tortured again and again.