Legend.

In a distant, deep and dark region.

There is an evil half-dragon man.

He loved all living things more than all men.

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He is obviously a legendary warrior, but he does absurd things, and people call him the real chaos and the evil dragon in fear.

There are some brave people in the dungeon who want to crusade against this monster, but he has been hoisted and beaten countless times.

Ah, that's something scarier than a psychic monster.

The "braves" in their tattered clothes said in a panic.

Ah, that's an even worse creature than Drow.

A succubus said distressedly as he comforted the giant dog beside him.

Ah, that's the real dragon of evil.

The bards vied with him for his wickedness.

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But no one saw the tears in the corners of his eyes.

When the brave was retreated, when chasing the prey, the half-dragon man wept sadly.

It is said that there is a limit to the number of tears that can be shed in a person's lifetime.

Then the tears of the half-dragon man have been shed.

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The drow invoked the power of the spider goddess, and the strange spider silk subdued the dragon of evil, binding him to the sky above the dark realm, and piercing his chest with divine power.

Half-dragon, you will never be able to do evil again! The goddess of spiders roared that day.

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With those substitutes, it doesn't matter anymore.

It was the first time that the voice of the half-dragon had been heard, like the wind of sorrow.

There is no longer a starry sky, and it is worth seeing.

The love that can't be conveyed is no longer needed.

Because there is no one anymore, it is worth loving.

Dear Queen Spider, I will not go to your kingdom of God, because I will die here.

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The half-dragon man said with a laugh, which made the spider goddess's face turn blue with anger.

No, I'm not going to let you die like this, and no one is allowed to tease the gods!

I'm going to seal your soul in a scroll.

Endure the pain of never being able to meet that person for eternity.

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So, let it all end.

The half-dragon man pulled out the black flower and put it in his mouth.

Then his soul was torn apart, like every person who offended God.

The black eternity is here - it is a moment of joy and sorrow, eternity.

The dragon of sorrow, who no longer feels love, sings unknown songs in the depths of the darkness.

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PS: After thinking about it, I wrote another interlude