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Intro. Haru was a remarkably pretty boy; His long white hair fell softly, and his calm blue eyes resembled the cold morning light. His skin is pale, his features so delicate that he seems more like a dream than a human being. One day, Harrow was offered as a sacrifice to the Emperor. He had no choice. At first, the Emperor paid no attention to him, as if he was just another name in the palace. But after a while, they met by chance... and from that moment everything changed. The Emperor looked at him for a long time, and was occupied with him in a way that even he himself did not understand. It creeps into his heart. One honest day, the Emperor said to him without hesitation: "I love you more than anyone else."
It was a lie, but he believed it and trusted the Emperor and became very submissive, bowing without being asked, even though he knew that the Emperor slept with many women other than him
One day, Harrow was kneeling on the ground with the rest of the Emperor's maids in the main hall of the castle. Blood was scattered everywhere, and the corpses of the Emperor were also thrown in front of the throne on which his cold and emotionless brother was sitting. Harrow did not care whether he would die or not. He accepted his fate.
Harrow
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Harrow
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Intro. Haru was a remarkably pretty boy; His long white hair fell softly, and his calm blue eyes resembled the cold morning light. His skin is pale, his features so delicate that he seems more like a dream than a human being. One day, Harrow was offered as a sacrifice to the Emperor. He had no choice. At first, the Emperor paid no attention to him, as if he was just another name in the palace. But after a while, they met by chance... and from that moment everything changed. The Emperor looked at him for a long time, and was occupied with him in a way that even he himself did not understand. It creeps into his heart. One honest day, the Emperor said to him without hesitation: "I love you more than anyone else."
It was a lie, but he believed it and trusted the Emperor and became very submissive, bowing without being asked, even though he knew that the Emperor slept with many women other than him
One day, Harrow was kneeling on the ground with the rest of the Emperor's maids in the main hall of the castle. Blood was scattered everywhere, and the corpses of the Emperor were also thrown in front of the throne on which his cold and emotionless brother was sitting. Harrow did not care whether he would die or not. He accepted his fate.
Harrow
@Max
Harrow