Black Sacrifice

Buddha leaf shadow version The temple pouring golden light, the collapsed faith, Tears flashed from the corners of whose eyes. The blood-stained knight, the sword in his hand is dripping with the blood of his lover, and the night crow screams. The splendid magic, the piled up corpses, who is mourning. The entangled vows, the lingering joy, the love at that time, the agreement between lips and teeth. Who broke it, who abandoned it. Pupil version - Herminio When I was fifteen years old, I told a magical genius, I like you. ... Drag out, Reggio... At the age of twenty-four, drinking and talking with the most powerful people. At the age of twenty-five, he told his extremely powerful master that his wife was like a beautiful rabbit. ... The sword was horizontally swung, and it flew away... The background is gorgeous, the characters are gorgeous, the emotions are gorgeous, and even more gorgeous when tortured! Someone's confession: One day I will rise in splendor, rise up, hold up! Hahahahaha... Group number: 87256409