In the midst of the darkened roses, a girl ventured forth, her body adorned with scars from battles unknown. Undeterred, she continued her path until she reached the heart of that eerie realm.There, a solitary grave stood before her. With an air of melancholic assurance, she perched atop the tombstone, a wistful smile gracing her lips. The moonlight filtered through the twisted branches above, casting an ethereal glow upon her face.With a dark smile upon her face, she said, "Revenge has blinded me, my brother.""Veil of Thorns"The girl stepped onto her balcony, surrounded by nothing but glass, suspended high above the ground. With a majestic pen in hand, she began to inscribe her story with a hint of ferocity, "The tale of siblings, two outsiders amidst ordinary beings. Both brothers, captivated by a girl from their school, yet oblivious to the other's infatuation.That girl, as silent as the grave and as serene as the ocean, held the key to their hearts. Little did they know thei

Draconian started to write her novel, 'Everyday, ocean thunder, bark in anger. One day, the ocean suggested me to find my family, and when I found them, it was lovely. But they were like a battleground, full of fighting, a cold war.'Finishing is better than leaving stains,' that's what I believe, but true love doesn't leave any stains in its way; otherwise, it can cause destruction."She was writing in her glass balcony when suddenly a majestic wolf leaped onto it, its eyes gleaming with wild vitality."Hello, Wolfy, you came after so long," she greeted the untamed visitor warmly, a smile playing on her lips as she continued to write.As she continued to pet him, Draconian couldn't help but express her affection for wolves. "You know, I love wolves," she murmured. "But not the ones that live in my home!"The wolf seemed to understand her words, and a low growl rumbled in his throat."After that night.Draconian wakes up and went to her bathroom. As she goes, she sees her behavior, ye

"love knows limits, yet hate remains boundless"Draconian stood before her brother's grave, feeling the weight of loss and despair. With trembling hands, she spoke to the departed soul, sharing her pain and frustrations with the world. The darkness of her past with Lily lingered, adding to her burden.As the hours passed, she reluctantly left the graveyard, only to find herself in a desolate place, surrounded by cold mountains. In this isolated landscape, she faced another danger, encountering three fierce wolves. Overwhelmed and unable to defend herself, Draconian found salvation in the form of a young man who courageously fought off the wolves, rescuing her and taking her away from harm's reach.Together in his car, they fled the perilous scene, leaving behind the haunting presence of the wolves. Bound by the shared experience, Draconian and the young man found solace in each other's presence, grateful for the unexpected connection that brought them together in their time of need.I

[Reminder]"Why does Draconian want to be close with Lavish and Yearn?Because when she tasted the blood of Lavish in her school restroom, she saw in her vision that he is a wolf, just like his father. A wolf is the one who murdered her mother."And she wants to be close with Yearn because when she tasted his blood, she didn't receive any vision, yet she had bitten him, which drew her towards him. However, she remains unaware that Yearn and Lavish are actually brothers."She was talking to herself with her soft nature,"Love is like a drug; you never know when you'll get addicted to it." In her dark voice she said,"But if there's hate, you never know when you'll destroy it."Draconian resided within the confines of Deck's body, her voice a quiet murmur. "One aspect I appreciate about love is its power to embolden you against the world. However, conversely, it can render your heart vulnerable. After all, you're not solitary in your heart; you've entrusted the key to that space to someon

Draconian mind,"My darkness is my armor, my words the weapon. They call it chaos, but it's the dance of my truth."Draconian arrived at her ominous house, where an unsettling atmosphere hung in the air. As she pushed the door open, the room lay in complete darkness. Amidst the shadows, Lily sat encircled by flickering candles, as though beckoning spirits from the other side.Draconian raised an eyebrow and quipped, "Doing a ghost massage or gearing up for a war?"The truth was that Lily was attempting to summon Draconian's mother's spirit. However, surprisingly, no spirit seemed to respond, leaving Lily looking taken aback.Lily opened her eyes and responded calmly, "Meditation—think of it like preparing for battle, except I've already conquered it. Now, I'm just waiting for a few to surrender."Draconian's tone turned darker as she added, "But remember, mercy doesn't often have a place on the battlefield."Lily smiled and replied, "When the battleground is already taken by the enemy,