During these long thousand years, I have been an emperor, wandered across rivers and lakes, worked as a slave, and suffered extreme punishments. I once begged for mercy just for a bite of food, my pride was trampled to pieces in the imperial prison, and I also looked down at the world to see this hellish world.
He also killed someone.
I am a fruit of evil.
I don't know the seven emotions, and I don't understand the five senses.
I clung to the purest malice.
I also tried to grow a heart, just to
Love someone.
Copywritten on/2025.9.30
Intention: Hold the sword flower for you