She never thought that one day, her life would be worse than death.
The death of her mother once made her swallowed by the fire of hatred.
Across the entire continent of Positon, in a homeland that was in dire need of development, she shouldered the hopes of the entire tribe.
(This article is my first electric work. The writing is not good. I need to learn more. Please bear with me. Also attached: Almost all of them are handsome guys, but my description may be lacking. You can imagine them to your heart's content.)