Happy and Happy

I don't know how to write an introduction, and I am a newcomer. The readers who passed by stopped their busy steps to take a look. "Die!" The light whip pierced the sky, emitting a scream like a wail of a ghost. Wherever it passed, even the light was distorted and swallowed, leaving a dark purple trail filled with black smoke. Those manjushuahuas bloom, wither, and regenerate continuously during the flight, and in the cycle, they rain bloody flowers all over the sky, which is beautiful and deadly.