Let's just use the manga Tokyo Babylon as the cover. Who told me to forget my original account? Depression.
I woke up in a dark, midnight alley.
I was lying on the side of a street where no one walked.
When I stood up, I felt dizzy and almost fell down.
Holding his sore forehead. It felt like there was warm, sticky liquid on my hands.
Somewhat black liquid.
However, there seems to be an unchanging belief in my heart that I have to be patient.
After getting up, you only need to walk forward three to four hundred meters... And you will see a place that looks like a club with a lot of people.
Just... Just... Walk in there.
I think I can survive!
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Will things really develop like this?
Believe me, this is dark, dark, and literary!