The sinister and cunning young god in a gentle skin (attack)
He doesn't have any other hobbies in words. He usually likes to tell little lies. If he tells too many lies, when he suddenly turns around, the truth has become a knife hanging over his head.
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The words of a born evil person were like a rat in the gutter when he was a child. Everyone yelled and beat him, and everyone hated him. He stepped on some shit and was lucky enough to be picked up by a mountain god and brought home, living a peaceful life that he had dreamed of. However, he knew that all this was based on the mountain god not knowing his true identity... He was still a rat in the gutter, but this time, he no longer longed for the outside world, he just wanted to stay in this ditch...
But God is very good at making jokes. The god suddenly disappeared and he unexpectedly fell into a deep sleep.
This sleep lasted for a thousand years. When I woke up again, the sea had turned into a mulberry field, and my life was hanging by a thread. He could have died like this, but there was still someone he cared about. That person had been walking alone for a long time, and he had his own selfish desires - he wanted to be with him.
Moreover, the words had already found traces of that person. No matter what, he would see him again, even if it meant that he was on the road to hell.
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Cookies~
Intention: Stick to yourself and maintain your original intention
