The thick smell of blood spread in the air, and the dried blood covered the entire loess like a red carpet. Bodies were scattered on the ground.
There were sounds of fighting in the distance
An enemy?! A friend?!
I can't tell the difference anymore
Does it matter who it is?!
All I know is that we can't lose!
Because this is our last fight, our last hope, the fight to freedom
I struggled and tried to get up from the blood-red loess, but my increasingly heavy body told me that I was still no match for the power of death.
Slowly, I closed my eyes, and buried a lot of unwillingness with me.
My long hair flew away. The moment I fell, my black hair was like the last wisp of flame, flying wildly in the air.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud explosion
There is no tomorrow.