This world is a good place, I like it, the weak eat the strong, this is me.
I was born in nothingness. I am not a soul beast, nor a human being. I am a healing spirit. Who created me and who brought me here.
Although I don't remember it, I want to be strong. Talent is my capital, and hard work is also necessary. In this way, after killing those who think they are capable but have not become strong, it will be their own business.
I have met many people, and some are still with me. No matter what I do, they will support me. Between two empires and one martial spirit, is there any room for me to survive?
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The heroine is a person who will do whatever it takes to survive.
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first person
I hate all the forces in Douluo Continent, so I build my own force and strive for perfection.
Intention: Don't be too restrictive