Endless loneliness is probably something more frightening than death.

He lived in darkness for a long time, was born to be judged as the opposite of light, and was born to be a heinous being.

Even monsters that live in the dark will have a paranoid covet for everything that can emit light.

Adrian couldn't remember what he had gone to the so-called Holy Church for, and it was not funny to watch those innocent children coquettish to their predators under his knees.

White robes, silver crosses, ridiculous images of the Virgin, and God who does not have mercy on believers.

Pure white, clean, holy, anyway, in the end will be like the human heart, and will degenerate into filthy darkness.

Since black can easily assimilate white, is black the most beautiful?

He likes well-behaved children, simply because they are as stupid as marionettes that are extremely easy to manipulate. For chess pieces that are worthy of hands but have no brains, he naturally does not hesitate to praise.

And the rose that blooms in the white garden, like the thorns that surround it, is dangerous, and a single glance can provoke the desire of others to reach out and pick it.

When he first saw Bai Wanwan, His Highness, who was not a young vampire, felt that his heart, which had been cold for many years, seemed to begin to slowly surge with the warmth of blood again.

The girl holding the light sword in her hand, the high-spirited posture in the riding costume is as dazzling as the light in the eternal night, even if the overly long hair covers the contours of the double sharp eyes, but it is still as imposing as a rainbow and makes people tremble.

He has always studied magic, and the most comfortable thing is naturally the little trick of controlling the elements of magic. Swordsmanship was something he had played so hard many years ago that he couldn't get interested in anymore.

Every stereotyped move that could be unleashed from her hand seemed to have been reshaped, and as it tossed and turned in front of her, the scorching silver glow was as cold as the unsinkable cold moon on the mountain.

His Highness the Vampire has begun to have a habit of bad tastes.

He was extremely keen to make her beautiful blue eyes appear "angry" and "afraid", so that the lonely and arrogant girl who always had her chin up like a swaggering fox looked alive.

Yes, from the beginning, the first impression she left on him was the flying flower that she couldn't keep.

From the initial rejection of being emotionally controlled because of his disgust, to finally accepting his inner thoughts, Adrian did not take too long. He was no longer young and knew how to follow his own heart.

He hated her, to be precise, he hated her and always fluctuated his emotions.

He likes her, but he inexplicably likes her whole person...... Maybe it's because she's not like those empty and soulless dolls, or maybe it's because he finally lost a long period of loneliness, and when he tastes cold blood by piercing the girl's veins with his fangs, his heart is also paranoid.

Although she looks a little sluggish and a little stupid, the girl's heart is as cold as her blood. Vampires can easily peek into the hearts of humans, and before that, he has seen countless greedy, selfish, and ugly seas of consciousness.

And in her heart, there seems to be only a vast snow-white.

She lives in this world, not even for anything.

But when she looked at him, the complicated emotions inadvertently revealed in her eyes were particularly concerning.

The power of vampires is far more powerful than what is recorded in books. It didn't take him too long to discover that she had something called "system" in her head.

And he, who had put a blood curse on her, could naturally easily get the right to listen.

She came to this world only on a mission, for him...... Although it was said that he wanted his life, Adrian didn't care about that.

In his mind, she just came for him alone.

"Aren't you lonely?"

She sat down on his knees with a confused look on her face and asked.

He smiled silently, his fingers gently brushing her long hair.

With you, how can you feel lonely.

His life was long enough that he couldn't even remember what he had done. But he still wanted to take her to a farther place to see different scenery, so that her empty heart would be fuller.

The little rose in the dress blooms freely, and the girl with the sword will shine brighter than anyone else, and she will always be the light he covets.

No one is allowed to hurt a single leaf of her, and she is not allowed to touch anyone again. Sometimes Adrian even has the paranoid idea of "imprisoning her in the mountains forever" wells up in his head.

However, she is clear and clean, she should have grown under the hot sun, how could she be willing to become a delicate flower in the greenhouse. What's more, there is always a "system" between them.

And when she had to choose between herself and him, he didn't hesitate to choose to let him die for her.

Anyway, the years of life are also boring and lonely, if she leaves, he can't even find the meaning of eternal life, so after everything is exposed, use his life to fulfill her.

The priest in his robe and cross crown squinted his eyes with a smile, and controlled the cold and piercing blade through his body in the barrier he had laid with his own hands.

So, her mission is complete, right?

I imagined death, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Just looking at the blurred tears in her eyes, he felt that his heart was ten thousand times more painful than a wound.

She came to this world to kill the executioner, and he was willing to spoil her, and everything she wanted was as simple as that.

In her memory, there were many fragments of other different worlds, intertwined into a brilliant galaxy in the chaotic sea of consciousness.

No matter what the world, he can find himself in it.

So in other words, even if I die now, will I be able to meet her again?

The priest smiled at the corners of her lips as she watched the world crumble like snowflakes after her death, and her figure disappeared into the mist.

Don't be afraid, don't cry, I'll always find you anyway, no matter what era or background, as long as you run towards me, I will definitely catch you.

He thought to himself, hoping that the other "selves" would be more competitive and better for her. But he ate the other vinegar of himself in his heart, since they have to be together anyway, why can't that person be him?

The moment he disappeared, he remembered that a long time ago, he had held her face and smiled and praised her eyes.

As translucent as the moon, cold as ice, like the cold shadow of the thin sword in her hand.

Uncontrollable flying flowers floated in the air.

He once hugged her and said softly with a smile: Be yourself.

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