Oripathy, mercenaries, Kazdel.
These words had been with her for as long as she could remember. Back then, she didn't understand what they meant. Now, she carried the weight they held.
Her small hand held a much larger one. No matter how cold winter grew, she would bring warmth to those around her.
She was exhausted, but at least she had met them.
She was an ordinary person. Her experiences might have made her a little unusual, but how many people on this land were truly special? She wasn't a superhero, and she couldn't see far into the future.
...Still, the fact that she had managed to live this long in "good health" might mean she was a little unusual after all, right?
Warnings:
1. This is a story about an ordinary person of Terra.
2. The story takes place entirely on Terra. There is no CP, and it has a relatively complete plot.
3. The Doctor will appear, and the Doctor will be based on the official account's characterization.
4. The plot outline should be about finished, and hopefully there won't be any more backstabbing (right?). So I'm starting to write while I can.
Theme: This land devours people without leaving a trace. Luckily, it hasn't caught up with her yet.
Catch yourself a bug (before the sudden reaction, only people said genius instead of genius captain) I will change it when I remember it in the next update () By the way, leave some thoughts in the comment area. Sakaz is really suffering, listening to the whispers of the souls and being forced to accept hatred. The per capita number of children missing out on prenatal education is not what they think about, because this land is full of eyes that are wary of them. Sakaz, most of them have no names. Can "Spade", "Good Luck" and "Motorcyclist" really be called a name? Sakaz mercenaries, in order to survive, they have no choice. Why not find a stable job? Asking them this kind of question is really a bit confusing. Who would become a mercenary if they really had a choice? The situation is precarious, life and death... Apart from this industry, I really can't think of any other job that people like them who are not only uneducated but also deeply discriminated against can do? (Actually, I think what I wrote is a bit too relaxed. This mercenary team is really lucky) The Tower of Babel has too much stamina. Therese and Theresia, for the sake of the people, they have to choose two paths. They have to leave each other's side. They have never betrayed each other. They have always loved each other deeply. These two paths were chosen by Sakaz. I don't think I can resent anyone in the Tower of Babel, or the Sakaz who killed the doctor in the Tower of Babel? But he himself has gone crazy, and he is just a microcosm of Sakaz. It was hard to imagine Sakaz's mental state from the farewell he saw before his eyes, and the hatred instilled by the souls in his mind. It was hard to imagine how Theresia felt when she came into contact with the emotions of her people. In the Beacon of Mercy, Theresia finally said goodbye to all of us, and she also took away those souls. That day, all Sakaz felt a very heavy voice disappear, so we can see Mingjiao's tears, and we can see Sakaz, who clearly wanted to kill the killer, inserting his sword into the ground. "In these futures, and the more distant future... Are there still shadows of the people I love?" May all Sakaz find peace. Good night, Theresa. And Tracys, I hope he will have a relatively happy ending.
Well written - Sakaz's awkward feeling came out immediately... It tasted like porridge
What the teacher wrote really feels like "this land" (eating with tears)
"Familiar"! (Alert) The unwillingness to be shielded by the brother's aura (?) Turned into further harm to the infected...? How ironic that those who "remove harm for the people" were eventually infected with ore disease (sigh)
Oh my god... I have been thinking about it for a long time and don't know what to say. Hey, it's so difficult. There is no shortage of suffering in this land. TAT
Boss, I depend on you for my food.
I particularly like this article! It's the original flavor🥺
Teacher, you are back! 🥰Looking forward to the subsequent development of this land😙
The details of getting along with everyone in the integration movement are so heart-warming, Mrs. Confession ❤️
I ate Yanke's flowers hhh it's so cute