A person who lives for the sake of dying
An assassin in the dead of night
The meaning of life lies in death. For seventeen years, from the moment I could remember, I’ve known, and never doubted, that my life and death are bound together in an inescapable bond.
That lonely, final kiss was an answer to the kiss that seemed to belong to a previous life, and also an end to all the turmoil...
He was determined to save him in his own way.
He was determined to kill him according to his convictions.
His compassion became the reason the other hated him.
Was the mingling of their spreading bloodstains the collision of their obsessions, or the final union of two lives?
Word spread through the imperial gardens that a warrior and the beautiful woman he loved had died together, stirring up a great commotion.
Love? Dying together?
There was no such heartrending, tragic love, no feelings that could move the soul.
All that lay beneath the spreading blood was the entanglement of life and death, and the bond between redemption and obsession...
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