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October 1, XX68. God made a little joke with the Southern Hemisphere. The city fell in just one month, and the world changed in half a year. The thundering roar, lurking in the darkness. I don't want to die. But how to live?

She has a prominent family background and is loved by her family. Therefore, she had to be a lady and be bound by worldly etiquette. But she still yearns for the outside world. It's a useless book, but I still want to cry and write it.

The shadow of death blocks the final path, and the witch sits in the mire. The final struggle turns into useless death, and the final destruction will spread across the entire continent, and even the entire world. The dragon's head is made into a throne, the wings of the phoenix are put on the dining table, the devil becomes a human, and the human becomes a devil. Everything will come to an end, but the time has not come yet... (Selected Demonic Fairy Tales)