Left-Hand Door

When the golden sword split the black night, do you still remember the tears imprinted on the left side of my chest? Here is my heart, beating strongly, full of strength and sadness! How can the endless night block the search for your traces? It seems that I can see whose tears are rippling in the torrent of sword and fire. I can't tell whether the silver-haired girl walking in that endless hell is you or me? This is the world of sword and magic, this is the feast of soul exchange, this is the biography of a hero, this is the baptism of war, this is the legend of touching love! Welcome to the left-hand door, open it and enter this world, maybe you will read your own legend! Group number: 119091066 Flulu: Let's vote!