Copywriting one:
You were born normally, just like the other brothers and sisters in this family. The difference is that you survived while they died.
You feel very painful and confused, and powerless about this era, especially when you know that you are called A-Dol-F-Hi-T-Le.
But even in this way, it was not guilt but poverty that drove him crazy first. Seeing that most people could not fill their stomachs and died young like your brothers and sisters, enduring the pain of time.
You numbly pick up the paintbrush and want to forget everything, hoping to become an art student again, just like you did before inheriting this name.
But you failed, it was like a crossroads of fate.
Copywriting two:
Looking at the sky, you suddenly realize why the Christian who chased your carriage handed you the hammer and sickle...
The shotgun my grandfather picked up was not aimed at humans, but at pairs of greedy red eyes that lit up in the darkness, and they never disappeared.
They are hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities to watch.
This world is different. Not only do humans exist, there are also——
Vampire.
Only by holding a hammer and driving the sickle into their hearts can they completely kill their greed.
[Highlight: overhead, overhead, overhead! This is not official history, the entire text is fictional. There are two assumptions about the relationship between the characters, so don't rely on history.
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