Strangeness descends and the world overlaps. In the third year, mystery emerges.
Those who came from the old days, their pale hands parted the thickness and stirred up the darkness.
Fu Chao raised his boot and crushed someone's face twice.
The melon seeds in the hands of the old members clattered to the ground. They had never seen such twisted emotions exposed under the warm and clear crowns of the past.
Human body printer accompanying the team: (holds up glasses)
He took out a rolled-up notebook as if nothing had happened, ignoring the words that suddenly squirmed on his retinas with intense emotions, and Gonggong described the scene and conversation at the moment.
Scene number: ***, analyzable space +1.
Put pen to paper: Dedicated to recording every strong person's mental illness moment
(The introduction is useless, the main character is not a good person, the writing style of a newcomer is mediocre, and it is clear of mines and mines. It uses some settings of the Mystery and Secret Cult Simulator in the game. It is privately set up, so please don't enter if you mind)
Purpose: Love every moment of life