How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

Antecedent

"A person like you should not have been born. You should be a good person, stained with dust in time, and gently hide such a condensed black color, and finally present only the ashen tenderness to the world.

"But you did show your face.

"It's tempting to kill.

"So, my dear, being imprisoned and cursed is what you asked for...

"You will be imprisoned in this pool forever, until fate sends you to hell and reunites with me..."

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dead one

Everyone who entered this secret pool died, but I don't believe in evil.

My father once said to me that the arrogant die from arrogance, and the bigots die from bigotry.I don't believe in evil either.

Those exhortations are the impotent consolation of the cowardly, and the only thing worthy of my life is courage.I firmly believe that the death of the predecessors is to create momentum for true heroes.If I am not the last hero standing, let my dead body be a stepping stone for others.

But after I truly saw the existence beyond human cognition, I realized that I was too naive.

But, it doesn't matter, there are tens of thousands of people who have died, and there are thousands of people who have gone on and on, and there will always be one who will succeed.Mysteries that do not belong to this world should be eliminated.

Those who are not of my race will be punished even if they are beautiful.

But...heh...it seems that I was the one who died first——

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dead two

"come over."

He waved to me in the mist-shrouded lake, and gently revealed two characters that he knew well but seemed to have seen before.

I feel that the language has become blurred and transparent, almost forgetting its original meaning.

His hair grows all over the lake, like dark blue water plants, beautiful and wobbly, and deeply imprisoning him, preventing him from leaving the water for half the tail.

He's calling to me, and I'm going to go.

I want to see his bright tail, I want to touch his veil-like fins, I want to kneel under him and beg him to look at me again.

"Ah-"

Something came through the mist, and the solid tearing sound spread from the chest to the brain.I looked down and saw a strand of dark blue hair ripping through the heart.Such beautiful long hair, soft and moist, is the sharpest weapon in the world.

My heart shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, and blood rushed into the misty lake.

I looked up again, his eyes were already red.

I'm jealous.

The blood of death could still touch him.

I can't.

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dead three

In the worst times, I just asked myself to live.

I've had enough of struggling like hell.Only death gives me silence and peace.

So, I chose to walk into this world, to put an end to my ridiculous life.

However, red is really a beautiful color.

I feel my lost life blooming like a rose...

That's enough.

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dead four

In September, the moon is high.

Death, without howling.

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dead five

……

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variable

When Pianyou woke up again, she found herself lying in a pool of blood.After a closer look, it was discovered that there was too much blood in the pool.

Nothing to miss.

Pianyou drilled wood to make fire and burned the whole forest.

His fluttering blue long hair also disappeared into the fire.

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Follow up

The tour guide led us to walk through the bushes, pointing and telling everyone that this is where the secret pool monsters came from.

Most people nodded dispensably, and I didn't quite believe it either.

However, what the tour guide said made me change a little bit.He said: "When I was studying, I saw such a saying that civilization is closely related to geographical features, and there are inexplicable historical traces behind myths and stories. These legends can express our common historical values, and sometimes, even Let us experience some meaning of detachment..."

Well, maybe.

As for the truth behind this legend, who knows.

I don't care anyway.