Dark King
Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
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Today, I came back to code for two hours, and I was halfway through writing, so I felt a little lacking. I’ll continue after I’ve sorted out my thoughts. The rest of the plot is the end of the book, and it’s also the core idea of the book, so I can’t be careless, otherwise, the whole book will feel like a waste.
Tomorrow, I’ll take a bus back to my hometown. If I’m free the night after tomorrow, I can write. I’ll get married the day after tomorrow, and I’ll probably drink a lot of wine on the day of the wedding. Maybe I’ll Be Free the day after Tomorrow ~
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