This is a true fantasy.
This is a desperate wish.
The king is born swallowing a sword, treading the highest throne and ruling all under heaven.
His followers soar through the clouds, lotus blossoms springing beneath their feet as they transform all things.
*∴⊥∴*...*∴⊥∴*...*∴⊥∴*...*∴⊥∴*...*∴⊥∴*...*∴⊥∴*
In this mad world, the protagonist and her companions are plagued by all kinds of inexplicable events. Sometimes they despair and wonder:
"Did we transmigrate, or was it the author herself?!"
Of course, no one can ever answer that question, not even the author.
The train wreck was inevitable from the very beginning, including a life with no understanding of love and no girls, and a setting where anyone who gets stripped naked never appears on screen again.
Even the hero battles the Demon King in a savage brawl staged as rhythmic gymnastics. Nothing seems to make any sense.
In short, this is a story that gives you the runaround.
It all began with some nonsense someone said.
After much thought, I've decided to change my profile picture while the image is down.
Theme:
It's all gone - isn't there still one left...
Girl, I also want to form a team, please give me the group number
Mary said: "Let there be light"
I will come over tomorrow and write a long review for you. I only love the ending of the last chapter. So beautiful wwwwwww I took it
Ah! Mary! What did you do with that inch of ashes? Beast! Let go of that handful of ashes!
Instantly burst into tears... How embarrassing is this for me... A person like me who is afraid of loneliness actually stayed...
I was moved to tears My monologue is so V5 Even when he died, he was so V5
One inch is bald, let's finish it quickly, don't torture each other anymore
I don't even want to say anything anymore, just scatter flowers silently to prove that I have been here.
□□ Gray, hate is also gray~