Dawn drives out the dark fields and countryside, and the smoke of war seems to be faintly audible in the distance.
The tumultuous figure of the pitch-black youth subverts the battlefield and turns into black light, travels through the space at the moment when the red ribbon connects, and returns to the carriage girl.
-'Fangran! Fangran, what's wrong with you! ? '-
-'Fangran! Don't scare me! Fangran! Wake up quickly! '-
...
-'Ling...'-
-'Fangran....? '-
...
-'The money and the title deeds of the properties in Milan are in the box, and there is a lot of food...in the carriage I put a lot of things that you might use, and the weapons I gave you...'-
-'So I believe Ling, who is so smart, can take care of herself and protect herself from being bullied, right? '-
-'Your parents must still be alive somewhere in the world, you'll find them someday, so,'-
The young man who seemed to have burned out lay on the girl's shoulders, his eyes had lost their brilliance, but there was still a gentle chuckle at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered the last sentence.
-'You must not be sad...you have to be happy...and grow up slowly...'-
Not only the hands and feet, but the body also turned into shimmering debris, which was blown into the world of that era by the breeze before dawn,
The final scene is the girl beside the carriage stretching out her hand to hug the air, but she can only grasp the air continuously, and finally she can only hug her slender shoulders tightly, crying tears torrentially on the unknown field path...
Then the picture freezes at this second.
The world stopped.
"It's really meaningless. He clearly knows that this world is all fake,"
The world of darkness and eternity, the miracle rising over 10,000 meters, the 'huge' black stele that cannot be described in human language, tens of millions of square meters filled with dark light prayers in various languages,
"Whether it's what he left behind, or the girl in front of him...."
The woman in the black mist sits on the edge of the top, as if watching a movie again, sitting in the sky overlooking the frozen 'world' below.
"Man, you are as stupid as ever."
She clearly said negative words, but she couldn't hide the joy in her words, as if she saw something nice.
"Time is over, is this enough..."
Interval four is also interval one, the same as under the woman in the black mist, on another pitch-black stele that is 10,000 meters high,
There is no distinction between men and women, no race can be heard, perhaps it is simply the manifestation of the voice, the calm seems to have no personality but there is always a kind of vicissitudes of life that resounds throughout the world.
Not facing 'her', but facing the existence next to her.
"Um."
Short syllables, contrary to the great vicissitudes, that should be the figure of a male human figure, who is also shrouded in a black mist similar to her and nods as he looks at the frozen picture below.
Seemingly dissatisfied with the loud voice, she casually raised her hand in the black mist,
Something pierced through something, something shattered on the majestic black monument separated from her, and the prayers on the tens of millions of square meters above it were also dimmed.
Although it was a meaningless move, she seemed to have gotten used to it.
"It doesn't make any sense."
Still staring at the frozen picture below, such a scene didn't even make him respond.
"I know, I just simply hate it."
Unlike his voice, which is neither sad nor happy, and has nothing, her voice is always full of various tone meanings, and she is full of smiles.
With her legs crossed and her smiling cheeks resting on her palms, she looked at the opening below with interest:
"However, he really didn't have any reason to do this out of lust and liking for women. Obviously this time is different from last time, and his feelings should have no limits."
"I said, it's not what you think."
And in the black mist at the edge of the pitch-black stele, she seemed to be humming a song while feeling some interesting confusion and chuckled softly:
"Is that so... Anyway, you are still so strict this time."
"I just give the possibility, what kind of experience will there be, and what kind of ending will there be,"
Maybe he didn't even move his eyelids, he answered as usual, then raised his hands, the frozen world below disappeared, and something appeared in front of him...
"It's him who makes the choice."
At the moment when his fate-like words fell without waves.
Everything in the original false 'world' was withdrawn from below and returned to some kind of existence that belonged to the origin of his concept,
Then start to grow.
Experiences that were originally just dreams, memories that did not exist, emotions that should have dissipated,
All the characters related to the youth in the picture, from this node, everything takes root and sprouts like seeds, and continues to grow without actually happening,
Filled a hundred years of blank time.
Then all the dark inscriptions under him lit up, and the growing 'something' flew out of his hand,
Scatter out and do not know how many branches are inserted into the world.
And watching him disappear silently after doing this, only the woman in the black mist was left here, she leaned back her upper body, looked up with a smiling face, and the picture of the real world appeared in front of her eyes, that It is the polar night on the ice sea, and the beautiful aurora lights up on the night sky.
In the picture, the iron and steel of the technologist finally landed on the ice field with a bang, but what appeared from the huge mecha was just a petite white shadow.
Wearing only a white dress, she floated quickly towards the ice surface, and when she landed on the ice surface, she threw off all kinds of machinery on her body. Teng ran forward, his waist-length light golden hair swaying under the aurora.
Pupils looked ahead and trembled, and when her barefoot slender figure staggered unsteadily, she refused to stop even holding the ice with her hands, and the anxiety that melted and overflowed turned into a murmur unconsciously afraid of losing.
"Fangran...Fangran...."
Ignoring the men and women who were shocked and surprised why she appeared here, the young and petite girl came directly to the unconscious black-haired young man, and saw him panicked and anxious without knowing where to put his hands.
The frightening liquid flickering in the corners of her eyes, the memories that woke up out of thin air in her mind, those clearly did not exist but were extremely real, seemed to have happened in another completely different hundred years, making her voice as weak as when she was a child, and she was about to cry, Say the same words.
"Fangran! Don't scare me! Fangran! Wake up!"
...
In the dark and eternal world, there are 10,000 meters of dark and unreasonable stone monuments. She looked at the picture above as if she was watching a movie, although it was a little different from what she expected,
But it seems better this way.
"There are so many women with good feelings around me, but I simply don't think about anything,"
The picture in front of her changed, the delicate girl with light blond hair, the unknown smile wearing a black cloak, the stunning beauty with a reddish sword edge... One after another female figures flashed in the picture in front of her, all kinds of All kinds of figures hold various emotions towards him.
"Oh... such a love that hasn't sprouted yet..."
She made a new decision.
"Seems like a good idea to check out..."