The Divine Child of the Sword and the Maiden of the Flower ~At the End of My Soul's Journey, If I Can Meet You Again~
"Why, why do you refuse me so much......!" In one of the rooms of the temple made of white stone, a thunderous scream roared during the silent prayer lined with white stone pillars. The smell of lily flowers that had filled the room earlier had been drowned out, and now the smell of blood reigned over the space. In front of the altar d...
"Why, why do you refuse me so much......!" In one of the rooms of the temple made of white stone, a thunderous scream roared during the silent prayer lined with white stone pillars. The smell of lily flowers that had filled the room earlier had been drowned out, and now the smell of blood reigned over the space. In front of the altar dedicated to the stone statue of the goddess, on a pool of blood on the white stone floor, there was a figure of a woman lying on her back with her face turned to the side. Her snow-white arms are thrown out helplessly, and her pale golden hair is stained red-black with blood. Beside the woman was a man on his knees on the hard floor. Gently curving black hair covers the man's face like a book, and brown skin peeks out from his long black robe. The man cradled
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