It is the wandering starlight.
It is a fragmented and vast drifting.
They said.
Don't remember his good things.
Those are old friends who have left home, and those are young children.
Don't remember his glory.
That is the scar of abandonment, that is the collapse of a warrior.
He stood there with his arms wide open.
Whisper softly and hold the fire high.
"Remember, recall my despicability, my patheticness, and then let the pain I have brought you, let your bones grow again and spread again."
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Red Tribe Warrior-Viliros
His name represents "mooring and instant death"
He is a bright student.
It is to bring about a mooring and washing storm.
No one knows why he left.
No one knew where he would stop next.
But they all said: "Don't remember him"
To remember him.
Note: There is no obvious confirmation of cp.
But there may be single arrows and ambiguous directions.
Not sure, but probably a small amount of heartthrob quality.
At the same time, there is a certain private plot.
Intention: A moment of life's flow
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It's already October, author, are you still updating?
It's already October, author, are you still updating?