(This whole story is nonsense, so just read it for fun. I'm a very positive person, really.)
One day, in some year, in some month...
A new virus swept across the globe, and genes began to mutate. Wherever it went, not a blade of grass remained.
This was the overture to destruction, the final note of civilization, and the prelude to the apocalypse.
[I smell disaster.]
At the brink of death,
a new life begins.
Content warning: An utterly unhinged theater-kid demon top who thinks the world is his oyster VS a loyal, puppy-like bottom.
The top is heavily favored. If he gets hurt, please tell me.
Theme: Become the boldest stroke of color on the page.
Baby, why haven't you updated yet? The flowers I was waiting for at the bottom of the pit have all withered.
Madam, you are simply my spiritual food, my xp is dancing wildly (▼plate▼#)
Happy New Year, baby update soon
Mingren don't tell secret words, I like my brother
Mrs! It is recommended that every next paragraph be a blank line! This way the layout won't look too tight and you won't feel tired when looking at it. Come on, ma'am!