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Zexiu, the adopted son of the Duke, accidentally awakened Diaret of the Night Clan who was sleeping in the forbidden area of the Night Clan.
He originally thought that this Night Clan would eat him as food cruelly and mercilessly like the vampires he met when he was a child. Unexpectedly, this Night Clan ate him in another way - eating him as a partner and calling him "baby" while eating!
Ze Xiu, who had been reduced to 'food', had to find ways to prevent himself from being 'eaten' every day, and his 'taster' Diary also walked on the road of protecting food, saving food, and couldn't help but take a bite of food every day, never to return.
On the other side, as Diaret left the forbidden territory of the Night Clan, chaos arose within the Night Clan. The humans who had been enslaved by the Night Clan for thousands of years faintly raised their war flags. The centuries-old peace between the Night Clan and humans was broken, and a war was about to break out.
However, the key to whether to fight or not to fight slowly emerged, and they pointed directly at Zexiu, and what Zexiu had long forgotten - the past with Diary...
Abnormal, neurotic copywriting:
The night tribe greedily sucks blood, vampires thirst for blood like beasts, half-vampires swallow blood angrily, and humans also place their hopes and obsessions on the blood smeared on the corners of their lips for the seed called freedom.
Complex emotions intertwined with blood, drowning all helplessness and sadness.
In the dark millennium, some people woke up from their obsessions, while others passed away from their sweet dreams.
Death is rebirth and ending.
The throne covered with thorns, the ancient curse, and the magic power that destroys everything, together they sing about the collapse of the gorgeous world.
Mutual salvation, protection across time and race, singing the song of bond composed by fate.
Who is shouting in the confusion, who is licking the burning heart in the abyss, and who is guarding for thousands of years with his life.
In the lamentation, everything will turn into a monster dominated by love and blood, and its twisted life will be handed over to madness.
Ps: I have been thinking about the article for more than two years, but I don't know if it is finished or completely broken. In short, I have no desire or desire anymore, I just want to finish it.
This is a long story, a long story!
Slowly warmed up, slow-paced, and inspiring to all!
Purpose: Companionship is the longest confession of love
