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The artificial god awakened from the experiment, and the thunder in his eyes lit up the nebula. Its figure disappeared in the storm and flashed between arcs of electricity. "I'm looking for someone, a strong enemy, for me to tear his body apart or for him to harvest my soul."
The white-haired magician sat idly on the ruins of the city, his diamond necklace reflecting the sunset light. "As you can see, miss, there is nothing here, everything has been destroyed by me!" It's just a grave, buried with filth, rotten oranges, sunflowers...
"You asked me my name? Please call me whatever you want. It doesn't matter what your name is." The child with fluffy black hair was jumping on the stone pier of the seaside guardrail, but he looked like a baby bird that had lost its nest. He quietly stared at the five towering buildings in the distance, then suddenly smiled and fell into the sea, "Hey, can you catch me? Sister~"
[Sin is rooted deep in the human soul, this world is wrong, this world is upside down! Treart shouted. The writer put down the last stroke and picked up the white lily in the pool of blood. His red eyes were full of helplessness - the place where the crowd gathered was really, really noisy.
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ps:
1. The writing style of an elementary school student is very logical, has OOC, and has a glassy heart. If you don't like it, just click ×. No need to leave a message. Everyone can get together and relax.
2. The vests are not purely good people, they are all sick.
Pps: This is the second version of the copy, the first version is in Altana's place
Purpose: Be optimistic despite being forced by life
[Comprehensive Fgo] When Altana Became Solomon