nings, Fenrir began to roar, the threads of fate spun by the Goddess of Destiny were severed, Heimdall blew his horn as well. In the not-so-distant future, Olympus will fall, and Yggdrasil will burn....When I first encountered "Black Tide," it was spring.

That day and night, the bright mirror hung high.

The arrival of the "first wave" was unsummoned. They emerged from the mist and vanished back into it, as if nothing had happened at all.

Perhaps only my vanished subordinates know how the battle between mist and water unfolded.Yan says she just wants to be a simple and unassuming person, living a peaceful life.* 。Alas, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. 。Black fans: Pretty but dumb, a vase! The next day, someone ex...