I am a person who has no place to come from and no destination to return to.
Isn't it natural for them to treat me as rubbish with only a little use, and then destroy it after squeezing out the last bit of use value?
But I was as timid as a mouse and didn't even have the courage to resist. I would only hide under my brother's wings and tremble, watching my brother fight for me. Little did I know that he was powerless at that time and finally embarked on the road of no return.
Now I have the courage and strength, but he will never come back.
The misplaced hometown is also a hometown!
For people like us, there is no big deal except life and death.
Demons arise from the heart, and we will do whatever it takes because of our obsession.
Gods and demons are all in one thought, and the person who pulls him out of the quagmire will always be his moon.
Cp: Gojo Satoru
Warning: Another world line, Hei Nixiang.
Intention: Mysterious world cannot be measured by Beidou, but how can I believe that lovesickness is the gentlest