Immortality Bone, Immortality Spell
Year after year, he has seen the death of too many people. There are too many tombs in the back mountain to count. He sits in front of the tombs every day, from day to night, from the warmth of spring to the snow, with thick snow falling on his body. Until a group of people stepped into this barrier, strong wind blew through the snow, and the dazzling sunlight came into view. He knew that his mission had begun.
The cold and heartless (?) Male protagonist
I complain a lot in my heart. I love cricket people and myself the most.
Purpose: Explore the meaning of life