My life has been rotten and rotten, and I have nothing to ask for.
Carrying the curse of immortality, I am imprisoned in a desolate and exhausted prison. Love, hate, anger and delusion are but moments, sparks of death.
I long for the desolation of the earth. Longing for the destruction of life. Longing for the destruction of the world. Humans are bugs, small but strong. I thought my wish would not come true.
But that day, I saw the sun exploding in the dark night.
Countless giants crossed the sea and gave the world an end.
I laughed wildly for the first time. They said that this was the end of mankind brought about by the demon named Eren Yeager.
Later, I was still alive, but Eren Yeager was dead.
I went back ten years to the end.
I want to join hands with him to destroy the world and kill myself.
Cp: The world-weary, gloomy and irritable undead who is gradually lying down vs. A certain Yeager who is unhappy with a certain undead every day
Alternative childhood sweethearts, falling in love and killing each other (not)
They all started with a destructive desire, and everyone wanted to destroy the devil. Later, he gained the positive from the negative, and persuaded the other party to forget it (no)
This time, different flowers will bloom amidst the doomed failure.
Intention: Since we can't defeat, why not embrace, why not bloom?