Lonely Attack on the Different World

Part 857 The factor of urban collapse is the phenomenon of architectural strength collapse due to dorsal aging. From a dorsal point of view, I'm not bad.

Day 155 Evening Church Ruins

Unforgettable memories.

The three of us look around together at a place of sad memories with our sister and mother that we thought we'd never see again then.

It was a hard, sad, hateful and painful place, and I wouldn't have liked to end up in a place like this. But the place was shattered with all the memories and memories and shattered objects, turning them into scorched earth with nothing as if they had all been burned down with no one left behind.

The city of rubble - it is a rubble burned down as rough as anger, a trail of debris erased with nothing left behind and unfastened, transformed into an ancient "shame" of oblivion.

All the nightmares of the days that were painful and the memories of despair that mourned had disappeared, only the sound of the city of nothing rubble and the "Sazanami" of the river that flows and disappears on its side.

It was painful, scary, the tears were so dry and voiceless that I cried and exhausted and dreamed, I was just scared of death.

How much I would have cried since then.

I cried in my sister's dream that I didn't think I'd see her again then.

The outfit was horny for some reason, but even in my dreams I cried glad to see him only once more.

No matter what I did in my dreams, no one could break the cage. The cage was shattered, my sister hugged me and I cried with happiness.

In that dream there was a boy of an unknown race, a black-crushed boy laughing at his bloody body by destroying a cage that would never break.

I was glad it was a dream. 'Cause my body looked gusty and painful, and I was just laughing, like I was worn out too, but I didn't care if it seemed more worn out or nothing.

And a fat, big mushroom with a mushroom stuck in his mouth by a boy.

I thought it was a weird dream. But it was a dream, so the pain and bitterness disappeared, and the hunger and dryness subsided and the sense of obscurity cleared slowly.

Yes, it was real.

How much I would have cried then. I really saw your sister, she hugged me, she cried, she really dressed me horny, she cried, she even put me on, she cried, and she cried cancer without knowing why.

Delicious and crying, warm and crying, no longer painful and crying, no longer scared and crying, happy and happy and laughing and crying.

At that time, my pain, my sorrow, my spiciness, my despair, my misery, my fear, everything was happily burning up.

So it's not hard. Because this place was overwritten with tender memories, because I learned of tender fears in this place.

A boy of the people who is an animal man but did not scorn him, and who was angry for me as an animal man. A boy who was angry and burned everything down, though suspicious these days as to whether he was a person or not.

Actually, he was an older brother, but he was actually Teng himself, who was making him dress horny, but he was a scary, gentle, naughty brother.

"It's kind of weird it was so long ago... I thought my heart was broken then"

"Yeah, I was a nightmare day too...... remember I should be sad to be on Jane Road from the middle of nowhere?

How much I would have laughed since then.

I'm a rabbit, but I have thick werewolf blood, so I'm happy to be able to fight in this herd. Surrounded by the strongest, kindest and best of friends.

How happy and crying I would have been since then.

"I was miserable and angry at you then for not being able to find you, for being cursed by a trap in the mention, and for not even being able to save my precious daughter... I remember with a treatment that was more amazing than a curse... ahhh"

"" Because it's better not to remember! Deep breath, deep breath!! "

Yeah, it's dangerous if you don't forget it because it reminds you of your body. He's more of a sex emperor now, so he seems to be in danger of being engraved into his soul instead of memory.

How happy and crying I would have been since then.

I am a rabbit, but the blood of a werewolf is thick, so I am happy to be able to fight in this flock, because I have met a lovely fellow and a liar (BOSS) who is willing to devote all of my loyalty to my body, mind, life and future.

I wonder how funny it will be from now on. Ever since then, I've been drowning in days filled with happiness, and all my sad memories have been washed away beautifully and refreshingly.

The city of rubble - this is where I met someone who would anger me for the daughter of a strange beast man, someone who broke a cage trapped in blood and caressed my head gently.

I'm sure he'll keep crying a lot... and be measured, won't he?

Yeah, you think maybe that's gonna make my brain swing and my general memory disappear? Ugh, don't remind me...... hmm ♥ So, Mother, why are you blushing and blushing?