May all the happiness you get in your life be just stories.

I'm wearing a long white dress, with loose hair and red eyes, like a female ghost who committed suicide at midnight. Actually, I am. I have a dagger in my hand. There are many people's blood on it. I'm carrying out a reckless slaughter. I stood on the tower and looked down at you under it. Insert the dagger into the heart at dawn. The corners of the mouth evoke the last smile. Speak softly. I curse you at the cost of my life. I fell off the tower. Blood-stained clothes fluttered in the wind, and the last smile hung on his pale face. I was the most beautiful at that time.

Immortality is the most vicious curse in the world. Maria Ling Tung

You have existed for a long time. As long as someone loves you, don't crave it. You don't love anyone and you won't look back. A footprint stopped behind him. Whose button did I pick up? In this hot and cold climate. I won't look back when I get hurt. There are countless traps ahead. Who is it? The curse of a senior. Lift humans up and walk 90 degrees upright. Who is the perfect slip? Drunk at the end of nothing.