I Obviously Promised Not to See You Again

She, the incarnation of night, is as cold as ice. He was supposed to be dead, but inexplicably survived. The sacrifice of night, the temptation of blood, how can half-human and half-blood become a vampire? The end of life is hidden in the corner. I don't know when the shadow will be revealed. I can't face the cruel fact. I lie alone in front of the cold tombstone, missing the past days. Open your eyes and look at the past of this world, so fragile and vulnerable, the bloodthirsty fangs wither along with life, the world without color is still beautiful, still dazzling, the beauty that you have longed for. The coquettish flowers are blooming with black bewitchment, invisible and visible, all like dreams, coming silently and quietly, possessing power but not seeing the light of day, the gods of death are coming in droves, and the devil is extremely arrogant. God can no longer save the world, but this beautiful body is still lying in the dirt