Her thoughts turned into swords, which were caused by her thoughts and pointed by the tip of the sword. She could meet the wind and break the wind, see the devil and slay the devil. No one or thing in the world could entangle her will.
All love and hate must be cut off. All living beings in front of you are like ants. This is her way, the way of destruction!
He looked at her at this moment, and just like he had done for thousands of years in the past, he looked at the sword light coming towards him and closed his eyes.
How long does it take for a drop of water to make ripples on the lake? One second or a lifetime?
Her tears, will she cry? The image of her crying uncontrollably appeared in his mind.
He would never allow anyone to make her look like that again.
Therefore, I will protect your wishes.
This is his choice - the way of protection and rebirth.
Intent: Creation and destruction coexist