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The whiteness of snow reminds me of the redness of blood.
The bloody hatred in my previous life made me regretful and tired. My life without emotion was full of blood and hatred, leaving only a pile of responsibilities and entrustments. I was tired. In this life, I just want to live my life well, but why doesn't God give me a trace of emotion?
Maybe only I can find my own salvation.
PS: This is my first time writing. The writing style may be very childish, but please take care of me.
Regarding the image of the heroine, you can look at the picture of Moeka after her transformation in "The Cross and the Vampire", or the picture of "The First Rin" in "Magical Girl Nanoha".
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