When the tip of the sword passed through the chest, blood dripped to the ground, the girl with purple hair and purple eyes
Looking at his lover in disbelief. We meet again, please don't pretend not to
We've known each other before. Because of the names of the Five Gods of Creation, I am destined to be unable to shed tears...
My lover, do you know that before the sword in your hand penetrated me?
In an instant, how many chances do I have to kill you?