The beginning of the story is that a man from a certain hotel disappeared out of thin air, and the end of the story is that his extremes have been cured.
"I offer myself as a sacrifice, pour out my resentment and hatred to you, and beg you to save everything here."
"Savior? But I don't want to be the so-called 'god' you talk about."
"Are you God? Why do you want to save the world? Come sink into the world of blood with us."
Looking through the window, the rich red rose turned extremely black, just like that crazy love, it has already become a disease.
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The contents of the copy are all based on information and my own thoughts.
Just let everything happen. Write when inspiration comes.
Intention: Interpret the flower language of black roses