Who said that if you wear it, you must fall in love?
Who said that if you wear it, you will definitely look stunning?
Who says that wearing it will definitely protect world peace?
Go to your love, go to your beauty, go to your peace!
I want it so much! ! ! ! ! ! !
But here there is a bastard god na na na na! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
(Tiel: "＝＝# Daughter, you should change your personality and change back!")
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The above are not the heartfelt words of the heroine (to put it bluntly, she is the more important supporting role). Next is the text.
The blood of Shura dyed the holy cup red, and the devout believers began to slaughter humans.
The broken body, the drunkenness of the mind, the taboo beauty of death's lips touching.
The incomparable pain always lingers, and the light blue feathers fly in despair.
The scars of death whisper that our existence is not a sin.