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In 2198, weirdness revived, and a weird game called "Eclipse" swept the entire world.
"Welcome to the dark world!"
The crisp children's voice resounds all over the world, and the end is coming. Human beings can only survive by constantly breaking through.
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Fuzhao has an open-minded nature, and he was not afraid of being involved in an intermediate dungeon on the first day. After clearing the level with a carry, he even managed to get a teammate out.
Seeing the magnolia-like beauty beside him, holding a scalpel and helping to inflict wounds without hesitation. The knife was deadly, Fu Zhao thought to himself, having such a teammate would not be bad at all.
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Wei Shengyue had always known that Fu Zhao, like herself, was a perfect fit for this dark world.
They supported each other and passed through countless dungeons. In the eyes of everyone, they were the closest comrades in arms, the most compatible lovers, and the only possibility to pass the final level and finally take back the earth.
But Wei Shengyue also knew that they were different.
Compared with him, Fu Zhao's existence is like a fire or a beam of light, spreading heat and brilliance without hesitation, and his firm and persistent belief makes the boundless darkness tremble.
——It is the heat of life that makes people jealous and addicted.
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Before the final closure.
A rare bouquet of roses in the dark world fell to the ground, its delicate petals flying and circling as the two fought, before being crushed into mud.
The sword was as bright as snow. Fu Zhao held the dagger and stabbed Wei Sheng Yue's chest without mercy.
"Why?" Why betrayal?
The young man's spirit is unparalleled, and he is as dazzling as the sun and cannot be looked at.
"No reason."
Because I am darkness itself.
And darkness and light are never unified.
"Also, roses match you very well. This is not a lie."
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Greed, cunning, insidiousness, hypocrisy, and deception are his instincts.
From the moment Wei Shengyue was born, he knew that he was a creation derived from mankind's countless malicious intentions, and his mission to subvert mankind was engraved in his bones and blood.
Until one day, he discovered a faint light among the gloomy humans. Then, for the first time, the malicious creature curiously placed itself among humans.
He saw that weak light growing rapidly, and finally turned into a sun that illuminated all things.
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Fu Zhaoshou, micro-born moon attack, the newborn sun and the fallen waning moon
Suddenly I want to write something sour and refreshing! If you don't mind, let's have some hot and sour food together (?)
Yes he!
Intention: Don't betray your sincerity wantonly