It's ironic, isn't it?
Susa was the god of death he had created, and now he was spending his energy trying to destroy it.
It's ironic, isn't it?
The base I work for is the culprit that destroyed my home.
It's ironic, isn't it?
That necklace turned out to be mine.
Dear Luoluo, I swear, if one day I finish filling in the pit, I will write a wonderful story for you!
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