PS: The copywriter attacks the perspective and the main subject
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A bohemian gangster who wants to die is attacked by a perverted gentleman dressed like a beast
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——I once wished that I could have the sun, but the night broke me.
——I once fell into endless darkness and burned up in the abyss.
——I met my traveler in the abyss of eternal night. He was shackled by Chaos just like me, but his eyes never dimmed. I was jealous of him.
——Later, I saw him in the endless fireworks. His eyes were the same as before, as if they had never changed. That boy was shining...
——He looked at me with a loneliness that was far away from the world in his eyes. I knew that he was looking for his resting place.
——I laughed, opened my arms to him, and said softly:
"My arms are your resting place."
Concept: From the author's fantasy XD