The god of thunder makes a small move, stabbing the clouds and rain, you will stay
There is faint thunder in the cloudy sky, but I hope the wind and rain will come and keep you here.
The God of Thunder makes a small move, although it is not zero, I will keep my sister.
There is faint thunder in the hazy sky. Even if there is no rain, I will stay here.
I met you in the darkest and most painful time; I lost you in the happiest and most dazzling time
I don't blame fate, but I regret that it came too late.
I don't intend to complain about God's injustice, nor do I intend to complain about my unfair background; it's just that when resentment comes to you, it's already too late.
One year, two years... Four hundred years, all the beauty has passed away, and all the voices and smiles have blurred and dispersed, leaving only an emotion that is as hazy as morning mist and stronger than gold.
Concept: Human malice is the root of the birth of "ghosts"
Hydro mage yyds!