这是一个关于权力、仇恨和人性的故事。
他是 absolute beauty,温柔善良,
她是 poisonous monks,冷酷毒舌。
一场阴谋，一场血雨腥风，就在今晚揭开。
” Your Majesty is in great pain,” the blackened monk’s voice rumbled through the chamber.
His piercing eyes locked onto the figure lying in the bloodied cot, a smile playing on his lips as he continued.
“It will not last forever, my dear one. Soon you will find yourself standing alone against the forces of darkness.”
The king’s breath caught in his throat. He had always prided himself on his kindness and compassion, yet here lay a man who spoke with such flawless precision about pain.
“But you are not entirely at fault,” the monk replied, his tone cold as steel. “This accident has been meticulously arranged by those who would see you silenced.”
The king’s heart skipped a beat. He had never expected such a twist in his life.
“You will take your leave of this place, blackened monk.”
“Only too well,” the monk drawled, raising an eyebrow as if to suggest that it was anything but an honor to serve him.
The king’s gaze fixed on the bloodstainedblanket. He knew that this encounter would change everything.
For in the shadows of this elegant room, a dark secret was brewing—one that would soon make its mark on the fate of all who stood before it.
And as he left the chamber, the king couldn’t help but wonder what awaited him outside.
The road ahead was fraught with peril, and the weight of his responsibility loomed ever larger.
But for now, all he could do was focus on the task at hand—whatever it may be.
And as he turned the page in this life’sbook, he knew that the battle between good and evil would not end here.
Meanwhile, somewhere else in thisworld, a similar confrontation was taking shape…
