Is there a legend in the Alps and what is it

There is a legend of the iris in the Alps, the language of the flower: desperate love.

Haiyin Castle's young lord Ken quietly stood on the city wall, looking at the sky that was flooded with blood and filth, long blonde hair draped over one shoulder, flowing down the beautiful waistline, lips due to the tightly closed and the loss of blood, pale face, a pair of still bright eyes lurked in the blaze of burning fire.

"Are we really going to lose? Conrad you tell me?" The white-robed mage Konrad waved his hand, and the sky was suddenly filled with snow, which dispersed the muddy blood in the air. "Young lord, even though my magic is limitless, the rulings and decisions of the gods are not mine to see." "I know, Conrad." Vivian held her MANA wand and looked at Ken silently. Dare not ask ...... From the solemn look in Ken's eyes, she knew all too well the ugly things that weighed heavily on it, that ravaged the sky: power, lust, hatred, blood. Dare not ask, silently behind him to accompany, watching Ken's shoulders slightly trembling, she felt Ken's pathos and powerlessness, and even a kind of despair. Vivian's hands trembled, what was wrong with her prince? She felt so strange, Ken had always been full of strength, confidence and warmth. "Ann, come to me." Ken looked back at Vivian. She stepped forward and looked into Ken's burning gaze of grief at who had hurt those clear eyes. There was no forgiveness, and she was determined not to let them go. "Anne, if I can't stop this place from burning. Promise me you'll get out of here, far away." "Ken, the irises I planted around the castle are going to bloom. I want to see them bloom." "My Anne ......" There were declarations of war, nonstop. The elite knights of the Crusades in the castle were summoned by an unholy magic and turned their backs on the castle. "I will win, for you." Ken was determined, leading the last remaining loyal knights into battle with the belief that they would win. Conrad spent his life and all his magic setting up a magical barrier around Hae-yin Castle to hold out for a while. The white-robed Conrad fell, protecting his beloved land with his own blood to the death, and at the moment of exhaustion, he said to Vivian, "My child, perhaps only you can stop this." "What can I do, Conrad, you tell me, what can I do to help Ken? Conrad, you tell me?" Conrad's eyes closed forever, his gray hair cascading over the floor in an indescribably bleak manner. Vivian couldn't suppress the fear that rose in her heart and desperately tried to suppress it: "What's going on, what is Conrad implying? Vivian, do you really have the power to save this place?" The magical barrier ripped open, and the carnage began unchecked, the blood of loyal knights dripping red from the moat in front of Haiyin City, corpses strewn everywhere, flesh and blood flying. The once blue water and green sky was reduced to a hell of despair in an instant. "Why?" Ken's anguished voice echoed loudly through the castle, echoing in the ubiquitous color of crimson. Vivian rushed forward and hugged Ken tightly. "Why !!!! Why !!!! Why!!!!" Ken asked repeatedly. Frantically, as if he had lost his mind. What kind of curse is this? Vivian gently caressed Ken's long hair, embraced him, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, "My Ken, in the end I can do something, even if the price is broken bones, ten thousand cuts never to return." "Ann, you need to go now, get out of here." Ken pushed Ann away without mercy and Vivian fell to the cold ground. "I'm going to fight this fight alone, Ann, you get out of here now." Ken said coldly and turned away. Vivian got up from the ground and drew Ken's sword, holding it tightly without compromise. As they looked into each other's souls, Vivian asked, word for word, "Am I such a shallow, life-hungry woman in your eyes?" Ken turned back to her and hugged her fiercely in his arms, crushing her. "No, it's not that, Ann, death ...... I seem to have felt its dark, flirtatious smile, I don't know why, the world will suddenly go crazy, all crazy, but I want you to live ...... I can't I can't lose you ...... because only if you are alive, I will have the strength to continue to fight ........ My An, how can I let you bear this cruelty." Tears were like tears. "Ann, feel me trembling? In addition to the trembling of anger at death, there is also my fear, do you know what I'm afraid of? I'm not afraid of the evil out there that can't be killed, I'm afraid that I won't have the strength to protect you anymore. What is the destiny of these two people who are so intertwined? At the age of ten, Vivian fainted at the gates of the castle and was saved by 12-year-old Prince Ken. When she woke up, she remembered seeing a boy with clear eyes and a sunny smile saying to her, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on." From that smile, everything became happy. On the day she was born, the sky was suddenly covered with darkness, a gray dust filled the air, and the smell of despair wafted through the air. People panicked, and the village said that she was a child cursed by the gods, and no one wanted to be near her. Abandoned in a lifeless corner, she grew up alone with a grudge against those people. She learned to live with the loneliness of being alone, if it was not her destiny to be warm. She no longer longed for it. The appearance of her prince changed everything. A life of clear eyes, sunny smiles. A land nourished by joy. Later, the white mage Conrad, sensing that she was a woman of unknowable power, taught her some magic in an attempt to analyze her power. However, she could only master simple elementary magic, and when she went deeper, she was confused. The prince laughed and said, "Conrad is old and makes mistakes. How could Vivian be a mage of your power? She could get lost in the forest all by herself. She giggled along with the prince: "Yes, yes, Conrad is old." "My Ann, you have the most adorable smile, you know that?" That day, Ken said her smile gave people that reassuring sense of home. So she smiled a lot. And she forgot her grudge. When she was 18, Conrad gave her his beloved MN wand, saying, "My child, perhaps you are the right person to own it. MN represents a hidden mystical power in the far east. You see, there's going to be a catastrophe here soon, and the evil winds ahead are slowly blowing in the direction of Hae-yin. I wish I still had the power to save." At that time, Haeyin was a happy home for flowers and birds, where the sun shone, the clouds shone, the rivers sang, and the people danced. After the storm, Konrad fell, finally not able to change. Everything ------ no longer existed. But whose fault was it? The magical barrier was finally destroyed by a terrible force, the invasion of the crowd like a bamboo like unstoppable influx, Vivian heard a kind of fear of the voice in the castle echoed around: "I'm coming, where are you? I'm coming for you!" The voice drifted around every corner. Where's Ken? Where's Ken? Vivian whispered shakily, and then looked around the huge castle like crazy. "Ken......Ken......Ken......Ken......Ken.......! Ken......!!!" Densely packed, thousands of soldiers surrounded her in layers, wearing heavy armor, blood-stained swords, and hideous faces. She wasn't afraid, she was just surrounded and breathless, she had to find her prince, where was her prince? Where was Ken? Why hadn't she seen him? Crowd surging, make a way, she finally saw the familiar figure, her prince in front, lying straight on the ground, she saw the bright red blood endlessly from his body flow out, along the limbs, along the corner of the mouth, his mouth blood gurgling spit, as if spit is the soul of the fragments, non-stop spit. "Don't ....... Ken ...... don't ......." She ran over and knelt beside him, trying to stop the flow of blood by holding his mouth with her hand. To no avail, the blood kept flowing out through the gaps in her fingers, seeping into her skin and stinging. "Ani ...... really sorry ...... I think ....... I can't protect you anymore." Blood gushed from Ken's mouth and splattered on her palm, it hurt like fire. "Don't ...... don't ...... don't ...... Ken ...... don't leave me, don't" what kind of heartbreaking The pain. Vivian's lips wriggled but no sound came out, the pain of witnessing the destruction of her soul strangled her throat. "Anne ....... My Anne......" The prince's lips parted as he called Anne's name for the last time. Her long blonde hair was dyed bright red. Her prince had fallen asleep by so-called fate and never woke up. No one had ever told her that the heartache was so intense, like countless needles stabbing and knives twisting. Non-stop. Vivian felt an uncontrollable surge of pain in her body. "Why do you want him to die, what did he do wrong? Why !!!!!!!!" A great, black wind rose up behind her, gushing as if she were in pain.The MN wand glowed a dark red, and the rush of power exploded. A firestorm threw countless hideous soldiers into the air and into the fire. The incessant, agonizing cries and screams of the blood-stained castle resounded once again. This was Vivian's power, the power of hatred... A voice in the darkness kept saying, "It's not enough, it's not enough, your hatred is not enough, it's these people who killed your prince, who made you lose your love, who made you lose the world, go ahead and hate, go ahead and hate them, hate them so hard that it stirs up all the power in you to get back at them." "Who is it? Who is talking?" "Who is it, who is speaking?" "It is I, my lord, who have come to seek you." In the darkness, an evil shadow. A black hat, a black robe, a mask that hides his face. "Who are you?" "I am you. You are me. We've been one for thousands of years. During the war between the demon world and the human world, you lost your memories and power to a human magician, and I came back to find you and help you regain your power." "Come back to me. My master. Kill them, kill these filthy humans who are causing you pain." A headache, a great pain, a tearing pain. Vivian clutched her head desperately. "Why me, why me? I am the cause of all this pain, the power that Conrad cannot unravel, because I am the demon who is sealed! Is it me? I'm the cause of all the pain, all the bloodshed! I am evil, but how could it be me!" Headache, heartache. They said in fear that this was a child cursed by the gods. They shunned me. I'm not, I don't want to be. I'm just lonely and scared. Ken held out his hand and smiled and said, "I'll take care of you from now on. Ken, where are you? Ken, help me! Ken, I'm just a kid who got lost in the woods. Ken, I didn't kill you. I loved you so much. It wasn't me. It wasn't! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! Ken's dead. It was them. It was them, the stupid people who made him suffer. Ken was such a loving monarch, who longed for the warmth of the sun, the scent of the flowers, the laughter of the people everywhere. It was these foolish men, blinded by desire, who killed him, killed him! "Master, turn all your pain into the fire of hatred, burn with fervor," came the dark voice from the corner, hovering in the ear Ken, was it true what he said? Doesn't that make the heart hurt any less? The pain I can't stand is a brand, a stab in the flesh of my heart. It burns! Through the bloody air, Vivian closed her eyes and smiled, her long hair raised, and when she opened her eyes, she had already transformed into a murderous demon.-----MN wand turned into a silver line in the air, and blood splattered everywhere, pain, scream out loud, only pain can make people feel clearly and truly alive. Blood flows like water on the ground ------- The wounds and pain inflicted on me, I want you people to pay back tenfold. Vivian crazy up to the sky laughing wildly, MN wand stained with blood, drop by drop down ------- like tears.MN in tears, that is Ann's tears, she can not shed tears. "My Ann, your smile is the cutest, you have to smile to me often." "My Anne, the iris we planted by the castle will bloom soon, remember to visit it." "My Anne, a lost child, is my princess." "My Anne, I will protect you with all my strength." Ken, Ken, help me, help me. Ann reached out her hand in a futile attempt to grasp the vanishing spirit, she didn't want to be left behind, she didn't want to breathe alone in a lonely world. She walked slowly towards the dark shadow: "Does living mean suffering? Are we really one? I don't feel your presence at all? Do you feel my heart and soul? Are we really inseparable? If this is our destiny, then by destroying me, is it also destroying you?" MN's bright red light flickered to the extreme, like a dancing flame. Does anyone hear the whimpering sobs of Hae-yin, the castle that once held happiness? "Ken, I'm your princess, wait for me, I'll come to you." Anne waved her hand, and the firestorm shone brightest in the sky above Haiyin Castle. It consumed a beautiful figure. Perhaps only death can bring happiness to the grave. No, no, no, no. The dark shadow disappeared into the flames with a mournful scream. "Ken, let's go see the irises bloom." The irises were covered with dewdrops, as if they were women's tears. I vaguely remember waking up to a boy with clear eyes who smiled at her and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on. My prince, I want to burn with you, we will never be separated, we have to go to watch every season of the iris blossom.