The Bloundless Dream

lying on a strangely comfortable bed. A bridal room with rom

eatly arranged, bringing a feeling of confidence and power. The highlight of the room is the delicate, handcrafted details such as h

drawings, recreating beautiful natural scenes or images of romantic love. The brigh

n't even know if I'm still alive or if I

ring, I was now wearing a red wedding dress, and I also tied my hair up in a h

get out of bed, turn around a few times, then look

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appiness” neatly engraved in an emerald as if to demonstrate the majesty of the owner. The shirt has two flaps in the front and back, slits on both sides, the flap covers almost to the ankles,... Under the ta

e sound of the door handle gently turning made me jump, and I qu

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speak V

e two languages ​​between you and the people around you contradict each other is truly a huge barrier. That is, I haven't

I only vaguely heard it, it was speculated that this voice mu

ial day, why is my mother asking me to change into my traditional cloth

thes. Her beauty with white skin and no mosquito bites makes me secretly think that no. knowing that she

work of art. It seems that her body is a combination of elements that create attractive beauty. Every str

fall to the ground, until only two pieces of underwear were left covering the most sensit

t a moment faster, I probably wouldn't have

the last realizations that I

ess cherry petals fluttering everywhere, as if they were de

ends earlier because they also symbolize the shortness of life, implying that after the

d step by step as if swept away by the beau

llen is like innocence and childishness, like they are taking me to a world filled

p voices of people discussing what the upcoming festival would hold. Until the challenges of chasing each other hit on

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ckly passing by, cutting the head and body of the Black King in half, causing it to split

e still c

ly careful calculations. However, after only a few moves, the mysterious kid started making moves so precise, bold and

ch, the pressure on each move

ics, forcing me to constantly retreat to a defensive pos

ow can be said to be extremely careful, but I still can't find the right way to pla

m me in terms of numbers, but with just one more move, the person like me who

osing - end the game, lose the Rook or sacrifice the Black Queen to “open a bloody path” for the King to escape. However, all of the enemy Warlord's retreats were blocked by my small pawn who was preparing to become the Queen. According to

d never have a chance to win again: General Black had already been cut down, so why did he commit suicide? Suddenly he recovered as if nothing had happened and then slowly moved his body

ay! Beg me! I will give you

ing my side. They continuously destroy one army after another. Turning my army from a position of

ou

as soon as possible, but if the match lasts

This

inded human, you will never have a chance to win against me,

ike crippled pieces of wood, rolling and falling. Not stopping there, countless strange objects flew everywhere, which I speculated were pr

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dly following the light that covered my entire vision. Until the dazzling halo of light gradually disappeared, leaving a blurry si

to die, two streams of tears now wanted to flow out in a stream, not because I wa

are

just staring. Staring intently at the half - open, half - hidden lines of the girl's body, her face suddenly became hotter. And the red outfit seems to have secretly understood the owner's intention, skillfull

ntent. It seems that if I have any thoughts of resistance at this moment, thi

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