Solomon, an honest man with white hair and red eyes and a dignified conduct.
He never imagined that one day he would be reduced to the point where he could only survive by earning the attention of the protagonist.
System: You want the protagonist to pay attention to you.
Solomon: ... Well, although social anxiety is terrible, it is not intolerable.
System: You are going to cause trouble.
Solomon: ... Okay, although I can't keep up with my IQ, I can still kill him.
System: You have to dress up as the devil.
Solomon: But... Wait what did you say? ? ?
He lowered his head and looked at the page:
The young man with lavender hair was sitting on the throne. The pressure on him was hard to look at. The young man was playing with a ball of lightning in one hand. The energy contained in it left no doubt that the lightning was enough to split the mountain.
The angel spreads its huge wings, the gems on the crown on its head are shining brightly, and the gesture of mercy shows the alienation and arrogance that cannot be concealed.
The girl stuck in the mud had black blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, smiling and reaching out to the other side.
The smile of the young man with flamboyant red hair, exquisite clothes, and holding a cane is full of evil and charm.
And...
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Solomon was silent for a while and began to seriously think about whether the bombing of Yokohama was enough of a concern.
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The author has a soft heart, if you don't like it, please leave it.
Warning for many original characters!
And this article is just written to satisfy myself, OOC is inevitable.
Motto: Life is precious
Reader comments
Where will the picture of the five swords combined appear?
Can you update it more slowly? I only wrote two hundred fucking words.
Where will the picture of the five swords combined appear?
Can you update it more slowly? I only wrote two hundred fucking words.