A Person in the Dust

Something happened at home recently and I don't have time. Sorry Don't worry, everyone I'm still alive, updated on the first day of the new year

Hey guys, I spent another three hundred yuan to have someone draw a portrait.

You won't believe that because I stayed up all night typing without closing the windows, I was reported to have a high fever and cough and was taken away.

Happy New Year, little fairy~ If you don't update once in half a month, I don't know if I should give you my monthly pass.

Wow. It's over 10,000. I won't talk anymore. I'm going to go to Station B to watch Lex's video. . . . .

Luo pigeon, pigeon pigeon is here, pigeon pigeon, you have become more diligent.

Thank you everyone for your support. I added 40 items to my collection. I lost them.

Finally remembered that I am an author

Ah ~ 2077 is so fun, I won't

Nameless son Born in the womb of a machine Sit up from the breeding tank like waking up from a dream when i was born first breath then know their crimes a redeemed world Although it is dying of suffocation Baptized by the flames of war Haze covers the sky over burgess Will it ever disappear? What they did… There is no greatness here Or glory The story of no courage Or courage conquers fear this is fate for a cannon fodder born sinner Never felt the glory Day by day passes The team is getting smaller It should be so Here the corpse wins The fittest will survive We will eventually perish... Choose my end… I inherited sin from the past Our bloodline is cursed tainted to the core from this world of death Lessons we learned crushed in war is the only salvation I don't know Where were the trenches where the bones were finally buried? I was born to fight for it no reason the only salvation That is to say, he fell on the road of charge I won't stop until I'm pardoned Unlike most people… Those who are rich… I am finally disillusioned open arms we embrace destiny Use my life to atone We rush into hell without a trace of hesitation no survival instinct Only innate faith is eternal Stepping over piles of corpses, We will win! As the cannon roars, The earth trembles! We rush to the trenches Then fight to the death; Only gas mask With Laguna as a companion. I am a consumable, It's a tool for his plan slash for his orders Die at his request Heading towards the battlements Use my blood to win Meat grinder war. Hinder their steps The corpse rots in the mind, A fatal mission. Bear the curse of life Must seek defense, I can't decide. As I move forward, Not a trace of hesitation. That's where I belong. Since childhood, Training feels like an instant stroke by stroke Carve his likeness into the ashes I am a consumable, an instrument of His plan Cut down for His command. Die as He asks The signal has been sent, We break out of the trenches Under a desperate attack Bodies scattered everywhere My blood drips into the soil splash like ruby Have I been forgiven? Have you finally been redeemed? The cycle is endless, I am just a nameless link, millions of Disappear into the void. Those in the back will receive the same honor, May our mountain of corpses Get some forgiveness from him.