What kind of scene is this?
Chizuna didn't mean to say it right, her face was as red as an apple when she guessed, why does she look so bad?
But no matter the reason, all Chizuna wants is to see him alive, and if he sees death too many times, he will lose his mind, but what if everything is the same? Can you keep silent when you see people dying before your eyes over and over again, unable to do even something as simple as offering a hand?
Maybe others can, but Chizuna thinks it's impossible, and no matter how many times you go back, you won't be disappointed. The memory of each return remains a deep symbol in his bones. I can't and I won't forget.
Somewhere in Windmill Town
Michelle is a beautiful girl, about 8 or 9 years old.
He had long golden hair and skin as clear as white porcelain.
His eyes were blue and he was small and frail.
It almost makes me think it's a crime to leave a child like this alone.
Even though he looks like 8 or 9 yrs old, he looks like 6 yrs old but he hugs her.
He watched closely with wide apricot eyes, controlling his breathing and slowing his thoughts as he transformed into a shadowless ghost. When he saw that voice, he must have realized that his enemy was not lying. Wait, this touches Michelle, and she criticizes her own heart and says, “What?
There seems to be no trace. Huh, that's why the people of the Black Cotton Consortium seem to have nothing to do with it, why are they treating me like a mad dog? Obviously I did nothing wrong.
Even as she said this, Michelle was at a loss for words the next time.
"God of War"! Here you go, why do you want to kill them all? I don't care about their lives, but I would be in trouble if that happened.
This conversation started about a month ago, when Michelle was still a transfer student at Miskatonic University, and she was known for her looks, which I didn't mind. knock down
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