Fallen Elves

“How about a wager?” The young man’s lips curled into a gentle smile. His eyes were clear as the moon, and his hair fell over his shoulders like moonlight. “All right. I’ll take that bet.” “Look at me. Don’t look at anyone else.” “You’re the only reason I’m still alive.” “Your Highness, giving you freedom is my faith.” “You said we’d always be together, but you’ve deceived me again and again!” “Don’t smile at anyone else. Don’t look at them. I want you to look only at me!” “Your tenderness is more cruel than anything... You don’t love anyone.” “So many people want to be the only one receiving your tenderness. Who can you save?” “Your very existence has driven everyone mad...” “If only you had never existed!” “You lost. I didn’t win.” Through blades and flames, covered in wounds, the young man can only smile. He reaches out and smiles gently. Everything is reduced to ashes before his smile. Author’s QQ: 10869517 QQ groups: 40900180, full 20443533, full 20076526, not full