[Comprehensive British and American] How to Become a Spoiler

Warning before viewing: The version in this article combines a large number of private creations in the back room of version F and version W. If you cannot accept it, please leave. The mandatory setting of adding =) and =( at the end of a paragraph is also a private setting. There is no such statement. I just thought it was more interesting and needed to promote the development of the plot, so I decided to add this setting. The structure of the disappointed person and the sharp teeth under the mask are also privately designed. ———————— Here is the copy: I'm a killjoy. In fact, I was originally a human being, an ordinary human being, the kind that cannot be found in a crowd of people. But I cut into the fabled "back room." You end up in the back room when you cut in the wrong place, maybe because you fell, maybe because you bumped your head against a wall, maybe because you rolled down the stairs, maybe you just took a few normal steps... The Back Room is a vast space made up of many levels, filled with dangerous entities, strange rules, and environments. Compared with the back room, the real world where ordinary people live is the "front room". All humans in the back room are called "wanderers". The one who will most likely never return home - the homeless person. And I luckily made it back to the front room. Even though I am no longer human, my mouth is full of sharp teeth. No matter what message I write, I will instinctively add a =( at the end. It was completely instinctive because I became a spoilsport. Famously, a race of entities known as killjoys were thought to be extinct in the back room during a massacre of fun-seeking partygoers, an event known to wanderers in the know as The War of Pleasure. Maybe because I was a human, I was not afraid of almond water, which helped me survive that war. After losing all my compatriots and friends, I wandered in different levels all day long until I reached the legendary level 9223372036854775807... After you have experienced death once, it does not take much courage to jump towards the clouds from a high place. That's it for now. I cherish my life now. The good news is that I found a good job in Gotham. ——Rod Mendis=( ———————— The following is the advance collection of new articles: "[Comprehensive British and American] Cut off the corners of your head and be a good person" Pure love master, cp two barrels, growth type, with secondary cp super bat The following is the advance receipt copy: Elessa means "Guardian of Humanity". Even though he is a demon. A scientist created him, using the genes of Kryptonians and humans as carriers to weave flesh and blood into the heart from hell. The light that the devil hated made his soul, and the fused blood allowed him to overcome all kinds of weaknesses and flaws, creating a flawless body. The first thing the scientist taught him was how to cut off his devil horns, smoothen the horn bases, and hide the roots of the broken horns under his bangs. In this way, he can live among humans. The second thing the scientists taught him was not to hurt humans and to listen to humans. In this way, he makes others harmless. The third thing the scientist taught him was to cherish his own existence. This way, he won't hurt himself. But when the scientist fell in a pool of blood, what was the soreness, pain, tearing and suffocation rising from the heart? The scientists could no longer teach him. Ten years later, the adopted son of a member of the Court of Owls disappeared, and a homeless young man appeared on the streets of Gotham. Ergong passing by:? This face looks really familiar, take care of it. Intention: Everyone is for me and I am for everyone