I wrote a lot before, but then I thought about it and it didn't seem to fit the direction of the book, so I deleted and rewritten them all.
Let me briefly introduce this book first. The first part of the book may make people feel uncomfortable, like absinthe, but the previous plot is all foreshadowing the subsequent explosion. It is like the feeling of bitter wine entering the throat and burning in the stomach (?). I thought it was written as be before. , But I feel that there cannot be more tragedies in this world. Even if some people think that what I write is unrealistic, this is a novel. We are the builders of the world and the narrators of the story. This is our world. Why should we be subject to the rules and regulations of reality.
Well, it seems to be a bit off topic, but that's all I want to say. This book may be a bit uncomfortable to read in the early stage, and I won't update it very quickly. I'm quite lazy (but if someone urges me, I should be able to do it much faster.
I don't want to spoil too much about the content of the book, but there is only one female who has lived her entire life (?), Which seems interesting.
That's it for the introduction, how about I say goodbye to the main text?
Purpose: Don't always force yourself to do things you don't like, be selfish, but this has nothing to do with the novel itself.