I once longed for a time machine, so I traveled to an imaginary era.
Travel to the time and space of the unorthodox beast clan.
In the dream, it is sweet.
In the dream, I was a little sad.
Using dreams as horses, let us fly wildly in our dreams.
Naive and useless, cold, gloomy and perverted.
Continuing the dark fantasy style, it is sadistic and sweet, and the ending is HE. There will be no disgusting scum attack this time.
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