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The huge sun wheel hangs in the center of power and desire, accepting the destruction from the ugly side of human nature, the colorful fireworks burn the cold of the night, so that the voice of justice evokes the eternity in the cracks of time, the ruined ruins flutter on the edge of matter and consciousness, collecting a touch of warmth in the corner of memory, the lonely stars and moon soaked in dust-stained clothes make reason replace illusion and usher in a sea of joy, the sharp sword fights at the end of greed and sin, provokes the little restraint in the depths of freedom, and the distorted dream lingers around the cruel reality, so that the happy ending becomes one painful bubble after another。 Power and desire are divided into pieces by the supreme good before they reach true unity, matter and consciousness are disrupted by chaos and become defeat before they have formed a perfect order, greed and sin are taught to be content before they rob the interests of honor, everything that should collapse will always withdraw from the stage of history between disappointment and indifference, everything that should be revived will always be firm and unchanging truth between reason and justice, all seem to be inevitable but have a hint of chance.

The broken diary is pieced together as a whole, constantly engraved with ancient seals on the axis of time, the old seals are written with the big characters of friendship, constantly connecting the fortress of reason in the sensual fireworks, the wandering ashes smell the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the shadows of death are constantly shaking in the hotbed of twilight, the shadows of death reflect the quiet lakeside, in the twilight vastness, constantly restoring the light of the sunset, the drifting sails resist the roaring wind and waves, and keep looking at the distant lighthouse on the turbulent sea, the distant lighthouse looks down on the barren field, and constantly looks for the ignorant original intention in the loneliness of the stars。 How many good memories have been annihilated by the game of thrones from the bottom of the original sin to mid-air, how many simple dreams have been crushed by greedy desires from the surface of matter to the abyss, how many simple dreams have been crushed by the mysterious prophecy from a corner of heaven to the paralysis of consciousness, fate has gone through one hurdle after another, but the ending is happy after all, but the persistence has always been in a stable state but the ending is tragic, everything seems to have been spelled, and it is impossible to change the fixed answer, and if you can't get the true attachment, you are imprisoned in the cage of pain。 Lan Xingye, the king of light, came to the secret room at dusk to inspect his largest crystal ball fragment, he vaguely felt that it was not a very ideal place to place it here, but he couldn't find the best place to shatter other people's illusions and enrich his dreams, after thinking about it, he decided to take the crystal ball fragment with him and not let anyone approach.

Then he began to worry about the fragments of the crystal ball kept in the hands of the four kings, none of the kings had given their crystal ball fragments after the feast had been over for so long, they would rather keep their inherent power than believe in the truth of the prophecy, melancholy was like a poisonous snake wrapped in the depths of the soul, although it did not cause death, but often faintly ached, the Lord of Light could intuitively anticipate the secrets of each of their hearts, disasters could happen in one second or the next, the shadow of death seemed to have nothing to do with emotions but created war all the time, he knew that what should come would always peak at the moment when hope was on the verge of destruction, the fate that cannot be mastered will not only not draw a satisfactory end to life, but will send a long question to the nightmare in a strange land......

The cold night stirred the gap of happiness, the dark haze soaked the gray heart, the vague illusion divided the essence of the object, raised the feeling of pain to the height of tearing, the sound of the rain shook the old bell and poured the bitter taste on the low hum, the broken remnant soul clinged to the false mold and outlined the familiar face into a romantic atmosphere, the raging storm swept the filthy sand and dust, the bright moonlight smeared the sad color, and the evil desire rushed against the edge of sensuality, discarding the symbol of faith into the abyss of death。 Whether the illusion is only superficial, when the deep truth suddenly replaces the weak link of the will, the light may be the color that the soul needs most, whether the remnant soul is just a shadow, when the prosperity of matter supports the flesh to reach the boundary of time, poverty may be more able to harvest unexpected surprises, whether desire is only the beginning of evil, when the tired back hides the fiery passion and tears up the dream, the supreme good may redeem those things that hurt everything, the beautiful scenery has been waiting for the love to come again in the distance, there is no gray fetters only colorful reflections。 The king of light, Lan Xingye, broke up at midnight with the largest crystal ball fragment but couldn't sleep, so he came to the window and looked at the dark cold night and fell into unconscious meditation, among the seven crystal ball fragments, he kept the largest one, the dark king Green Zhuxuan wanted to destroy his lonely soul and the crystal ball together, but unexpectedly the crystal ball broke into many pieces and smashed into various kingdoms, the archangel Michael wanted to recover the crystal ball that brought disaster to mankind and became an unsatisfactory heart knot, he regretfully left the world to confess his dereliction to God Jehovah, and the largest fragment after the crystal ball broke fell on the territory of the country of lightThe other six fragments fell on the territory of the country of flowers, the country of moon springs, the country of butterfly che, the country of stars, the country of water abyss and the country of fire spirits, and the kings of the six kingdoms regarded the crystal ball fragments as treasures in the safest place, and they knew that whoever owned the crystal ball fragments had power, and the rise and fall of a kingdom was always inextricably linked with it.

The Lord of Light leaned against the window frame and stared at the night motionlessly, when suddenly two dark angels broke through the window lattice and threw themselves at him, and before he could react, the King of Light fell to the ground along with his chair, and he looked at the dark angel's eyes in horror as if he were looking at the loneliness before dawn......

Why is Dawn hiding in a dark corner unwilling to appear in the same sky as Daylight, is it that Dawn has been dyed with a layer of sadness by the night captives, why is Dawn unwilling to accept a head-to-head confrontation when he is bravely curled up in a half-meter trench, is it that bravery has become a synonym for cowardice, why is optimism unwilling to regain the favor of happiness when it succumbs to fate, is it that optimism has lost its mind and wants to be with pain. The dawn is always so faint and the night is always so strong, when the dawn can no longer find the day to rely on, the confusion always takes advantage of the void, the brave is always so shy and cowardly, the courage is always so flamboyant, when the brave can no longer get the shelter of justice, the numbness always takes the lead, the optimism is always so lazy and negative, the excitement is always so excited, when the optimism can no longer touch the source of inspiration, the sadness always swallows all, everything is always full of passion at the beginning of the good beginning, and at the end of things, disappointment always takes away the whole of happiness。 The king of light, Lan Xingye, stumbled and fell to the ground in a panic, the fragment of the crystal ball fell to the front leg of the table due to inertia, and the two dark angels attacked the king of light with their hideous faces, the king of light endured severe pain and crawled to the edge of the bed and drew his sword, he turned his head and stabbed at the abdomen of a dark angel, this dark angel flew to the windowsill with agility, and the other dark angel stretched out his claws and scratched the light king's hair bun and clothes, the king of light jumped on the bed and turned around and slashed at the dark angel's wings, the dark angel quickly fled to the dark and only cut off a few feathers, The King of Light helplessly went around in a circle and fought with the two dark angels, but the ending was that the King of Light was tired and panting, and the dark angels had a lot of fun, and all bright things would always play an infinite possibility in the face of suffering, but the power of darkness did not retreat but chased after it more frantically......