The Battle of Blood (Tagalog)
I'm talking about the curse, the battle of blood.
How unlucky and misfortune our life is, I just hope that the old lady who calls herself A is right.
After hours of waiting, a group of black butterflies comes. They stopped in front of me and formed a shape.
The sword, air spear, and bow that I'm waiting for arrive.
The other group of butterflies formed into a lady.
I can see her face, but her dark hair color is mixed with white. That's why I called her old lady.
In front of me is not the real A, but an illusion that she made with her blood art.
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