The Legend of the Wh

His father's lips trembled as he cried out, his words draining him of all energy and making his grief even more palpable.,Autumn leaves fall, returning to tranquility. Looking back for a moment, clouds drift by in an instant.,It's not that I deliberately forget my past life and abandon humanity. I spent twenty years struggling to survive in the brutal wilderness, fighting against enemies tooth and nail. Where would I find the time or the mood for melancholy The beauty you see is just a facade; the real forest is harsh and unforgiving.。