"Requiem, the death music composed by the mourners. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The confessional song seems to be an atonement for the self, but it is an invitation from the devil. ”

"O devout believer, confessing one's sins to God, the filth and filth of the world, the suffering, the pain and punishment of sin. ”

"Christians long for heaven, for God's recall. Death is no longer terrible, because it comes as a symbol of liberation, and the song guides the desire of the believers' hearts, causing them to commit suicide to atone for their sins and ascend to heaven. ”

"Only by living can one have the opportunity to repent and atone, and what is the use of the suicide to atone for his sins? Is life a gift from God, and suicide is an unpardonable sin in the eyes of God! It is betrayal! In that case, where does forgiveness come from? ”

"What a clever and cunning fellow. ”

"Bury questions, guide thinking, and bear the desired flowers and fruits. O gods of this realm, taste the rebellion of believers against God with infinite devotion and effort. ”

The boy fastened the mask loosely on his face, the light distorted, and the boy became a girl, a more slender and fragile body, and his skinny white arms loomed through the ragged and tattered black robe.

Pure black wings, the feathers are scattered and scattered, the blood-colored veins exude blood-colored light, and the sweet taste ripples slightly in the bottom of the heart, the wings seem to be dripping with blood, and the broken bones with a trace of gray and white are pierced through the dried flesh and blood, adding a bit of dilapidated loneliness and the strange atmosphere of death.

The dark purple glow that constantly escapes around her body makes the girl feel like she has climbed out of the abyss and fallen from heaven, but she refuses the existence of light in view of the darkness and light.

The vast expanse of the film escaped, and the girl sang loudly in the air, her voice was sad and misty, and her eyes were empty and confused.

Smelling the scent of blood, I chased the banished wilderness

It was a barren and empty field, covered with white bones and snow

The dark flames burn, and the light is despair

Beside the gates of Calamity, huge bones roamed and wandered

When it turns on again, O saved man

Do you remember your redeemer, the guardian of the continent?

Why, why, there are only broken sword remnants here

Where did he go? Where did he go?

They were driven to shady and cold places, hidden in the shadows of deep wells of dead trees

Alone chewing on the jealousy of glory and the sorrow of protection

Wading through a flaming river, tongues of fire pass through the body

I am the eye that fixes, and I can't change the trajectory

Away from the sad song of the dead soul, he fell into the temple of hell

I saw arrogant pride and refused to seek the truth

I saw the greedy possession and did not want to lose and forget

Killing, lies are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, life is the only truth

Every lonely night, the enchanting purple moon hangs high

Where the sun and the moon shine as brightly, there is a group of people who can only see the moon

Blood flowed uncontrollably, goblets shook with desire

The hero's armor is broken and is collected

The magical power of the curse of grief sets off a killing frenzy

The guardian has slumbered, do you still remember the legend?

Hesitating, about to set foot in the long-lost church

Since he left, it was no longer what it used to be

Love and kindness are like white veils, masks of hypocrisy

The wine praised by the public ** was overflowing with the blood and tears of the girl

Here, you can't see the truth

Whether the hero is also corrupted by desire and covets this supreme name

My eyes were golden, wailing and hissing, and I had no ears

Looking at every place, the depths are the sea of wine pools and blood

Sighs of relaxation, joy and sadness

Heroes have been forgotten, and the crown of glory has been taken

The plagiarist sits in the temple, and all beings worship with hatred

Cutting the thread of life, the black Angel spread her blood-colored wings

Die, forget

I just want to ask

Forgetful humans, do you remember?

Remember the origin of the name Oz

I am the eyes that look at all beings

I also only have eyes, and I can't change them

When I could no longer see, I exchanged my presence in the eyes of all beings

Because

Life is still bright, but it is no longer as brilliant as it was at the beginning

……

The deep purple glow, the pure black feathers that linger in the blood, scattered in large areas around the forest.

Lost and singing, making God's unforgivable mistake and seeing the truth I want you to see......

The slender girl-like figure had long since turned into a transparent glowing blue and merged into the dilapidated black wings, so the black wings and purple glow spread to the entire continent, singing the song in every soul without faith.

The so-called requiem is to infinitely magnify a certain point in the past and guide others to think and think, and finally achieve one's own goal.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, and even if they don't need to be watered, they will grow into black vines, and if someone carefully cultivates and prunes them, it will become a giant tree that pierces the divine vault, right? Oz, this is my return gift to you, one of us, to open the book of history that has been hidden in the dust, and to show the true history.

The mask of light and darkness is opposed, and there is an extra crack that runs through the entire mask, and the red chain firmly binds the mask, and the mysterious mask floats in the air empty, tiny like dust, and eye-catching like the rising sun, countless eyes chase, and all kinds of streamers converge around it.

The trial was terminated, and most of the quasi-special students who had been deducted as appropriate had to be turned positive, and a bewitching and bright girl quietly clutched her chest, where there seemed to be a flame burning, echoing the mask in the center of the forest, making the girl look inexplicable

Glancing around at the people around her, she was a little disappointed, is she dead? or is she alive? Raising her eyebrows and smiling heartily, why should she be afraid?

In the depths of the forest, a pair of eyes as bright as stars are full of suppressed joy, the legend of this forest has been passed down for too long, the truth has long been unexaminable in the world, this is a perfect reason, and those vague records are also strangely consistent, this long-silent forest should also usher in a long-lost liveliness, he will give them an unforgettable memory, only the conclusion he has come to is the most worthy of belief, isn't it?

The flames were burning, the brows were slightly furrowed, and the shape of the body changed in the midst of a beautiful and proud firebird growing in the flames, and the color of its feathers became more and more pure, like the finest gems carefully carved by the master, exquisite as a work of art.

Near the edge of the heartland, a slender and enchanting figure stretched out his hands and caught the slowly falling mask with his head in a respectful and humble gesture.

Falling to one knee with a gaze that was feverish, resolute and grateful, Rava swore allegiance with a perfect chivalric salute.

The girl dragged the mask with one hand, rubbed her right hand and turned around, and the half-kneeling Rava appeared completely in front of the girl's eyes.

"Allegiance?" The girl's voice was soft, so soft that she couldn't help but want to indulge in it, and her bright features had a puzzled look, like a round dew dragging on the peach petals, trembling and full of caution.

Black feathers, purple mangs......

Extreme beauty is filled with a rich withering destruction.

The maiden in the middle of it made Rava overlap her with the figure singing alone in the sky.

Is she God's chosen messenger?

"Yes, allegiance. "Loyal to God who saved Him from the flames of destruction.

"Very well, follow me. The girl hooked the corners of her mouth with pleasure, this world, unless the boy wants to exile himself to the abyss and become a fallen god, he who has sworn allegiance, unless the oath is allowed to say the forgiveness to the god or the oath is dead, it is never allowed to betray.

This young man, who completed the knightly salute at her, can only be a sharp blade in her hand that cannot be betrayed.

The girl confidently took the boy away, and all these coincidences caused by the wrong cognition.

It's not just that the girl is too confident or that she's too arrogant, she's been too smooth all along!

Will this teenager give her an unforgettable memory?

It's hard to say all this......

The open ink pupils were pitch black and deep, and the pupils were dilated and had no focus

The wide black robe completely enveloped the child's body, and the hem of the clothes scattered on the ground was like a lotus flower blooming behind him, with a purity that devoured everything.

Turning around a little stiffly, the lotus pond behind him is no longer the appearance when he took away the red lotus karma fire, the dark red lotus leaves are verdant and verdant, next to each other like a dark sea of blood, and the big blood-colored lotus flowers bloom, fresh and enchanting, a few points better than before.

The black-robed doll stood up, stood on the edge of the lotus pond, and stared quietly at the enchanting pond for a while, and then ......

The doll jumped into the lotus pond, and the blood-colored flames wrapped her, turning into a huge blood-colored bone in the lotus pond.