"Sir, do you love me?"
"God so loved the world."
"No, you know that's not what I'm talking about."
"Amos, you've crossed a line."
"Hahahahahahaha..." Loud laughter came from the ground, "You can never leave me."
The spiraling stairs seemed to be a ladder with no end in sight, and the dark castle covered the bouquet of black roses.
"I will always miss the boy who cut his hand during sword practice and was shaking in pain in my arms, Amos," Li An said. He opened his arms, and an arrow shot steadily into his chest, piercing the wolf head necklace on his chest. Li An was carried off the cliff by this fierce sword wind.
The heir who ascended the throne by stepping on the corpses of his brothers, Gou, and the god Shou, who looks gentle and calm on the outside but is devastated on the inside.
The next year of double strength be short story
Intention: Without love, one is light