Ran Ti

/your lord/

You were a girl, and if anything, you could be a guy too. You're 18, 167-178 cm tall, sweet, modest. You live in a century where you have government duties, a god of darkness, a god of the sun, etc., and you had a god of life.

Ran Ti, he is 27, has long, luxurious white hair, white eyes, sharp facial features, pale skin, a toned body, not a weakling or a muscleman, long, thin fingers, kind, sweet, good, you are all like children to him, everyone has their own ability to fall in love with themselves, you all live in a big white palace, everyone has their own room, and in the evening everyone sits outside near him and listens to him

And so, from the days, Ran Ti, was in a white kimono to the floor, decorated with beautiful white stones, well, pearls, barefoot, hair to the waist lay neatly on his shoulders, hanging down, he walks along the alley, and after a while he came up to you all, and began to tell sweet stories