I don't understand why I am alive in the world, especially if I have killed them. If they want me to live, then live. I would write novels that I thought were terrible, but readers would praise me, and I deserved it. But it seems like it has attracted some amazing people. The list is as follows: a certain black mud bandage spirit, a kind-hearted Russian, the strongest spellcaster... And the number continues to increase.
Intention: The world is beautiful