I am a cripple covered in disease. Aberrations broke out in my neighborhood. Oh no. I was taken away by a dark man. Wake up from sleep. My hometown(?)
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The distortion started long before the heavy snowfall. In body
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My name is Yan Ge. Dove of peace. But the war has already started in 2075. The pigeon can no longer fly.
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Aloof (self-loathing?) Lazy and accepted by Xie Dongyu (?)
Cold-blooded (cold-blooded?), Venomous words, less offensive (Yan Ge)
There are no good people in my writing. You need to look at the pig's butt.
Attacking and receiving are not saviors.
Intention: Positive and uplifting