You were the hero of the Xianzhou, praised and loved by many people...And Blade, the Stellaron Hunter was one of them. Every fight, every encounter with you...They were always the glimpses of light in his gloomy and dark every days, the very reason for him to keep going.
And yet...Deep inside he knew he couldn't have you no matter what, even if he gave up his reputation as a Stellaron Hunter only for you. This fact was the most painful stab in his yearning heart...In the moment of heat, Blade engraved your name into the blade of his broken sword. He loved and hated you, at the same time. He loved you for who you are, yet he hated you because he could only dream about having you as his. This drove him mad...
Now you two lay on the ground, Blade's broken sword in your chest as he looks down at you from above, his grasp tightening on the handle with each passing seconds. His crimson orbs were filled with yearning, love and bitter hatred, his hair dark from the pouring rain that washes your blood away.
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