无尽的祭坛上，时间仿佛静止了一般。我被困在这里 already for too long, days have passed like years, and yet I feel no closer to freedom. 上了姐姐, my heart rebels against this fate, but logic tells me to stay here. What is it about this place that it pulls at my soul like nothing else?
I remember the day we met. It was a stormy night, and the air seemed thick with tension. I had been sent here by my father, a man who valued 无尽的祭坛 above all else. He had told me this place was a test of willpower, but now it felt like an endless punishment.
上了姐姐, please help me break free. My voice rises, trembling as I look into her eyes. “I beg you, my sister, to tell me what is happening here. Why am I stuck in this 无尽的祭坛? What will happen if I fail?”
Her voice is steady, carrying the weight of years of 血色记忆. “You cannot run from it, brother. This is not just a test; it is a choice. The fate of our family hangs in the balance.”
I sob as my eyes meet hers. “Please… let me go.” But she knows I will never give up so easily. 无尽的祭坛 calls my name again, stronger than ever.
In this moment, time seems to slow. I can almost hear the prayers of those who came before me, their voices fading into the echoes of 命运与求饶. They remind me that we are not alone in this 祭坛, and that even those who sought escape were drawn back by its power.
But now it is my turn. With a final gasp, I rise to meet her. I am asking you to save me from myself.
上了姐姐, I will not give up. Together, we may find the strength to break free. For in this 无尽的祭坛, there is only one path forward: together.
I kneel before her, tears streaming down my face as I grasp for her hand. “Please… let me die with honor.” Her smile is gentle, like a flame against the cold stone of the 祭坛. But it is enough to melt the frozen 命运与求饶 that binds us all.
As we step away from the 无尽的祭坛, I feel a weight lifted. The 血色记忆 are gone, replaced by a sense of peace I have never known before.
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