"In fact, the world was not like this before." Saga said calmly, interrupting Yunchi's thoughts.
Yun Chi looked down at him, very surprised that Saga would suddenly talk to him about the past.
According to what he saw, there seemed to be no change of seasons on the continent of Kaleva - even if there was, it was a long time ago. The only season that existed now was the severe winter with snow that never melted and glaciers floating all day long.
During the day, Yunchi often saw Saga sitting by the window, looking at the snow-capped mountains on the sea level. When hunting with Yunchi, he would also stare at the increasingly thick ice for a while. In his words, the power of Midwinter was getting stronger, and his followers were no less powerful. Whether it was the gods of ice and snow, the masters of cold, or those maids and servants named Death, Desolation, Hunger, and Laziness, their control had already covered the entire Kaleva, and even the chaotic ice sea was not immune to the impact.
"The four seasons rotate, and each season has its own advantages and disadvantages. Spring is full of vitality, and the earth and the sea seem to wake up from a deep sleep, although the gods who preside over it are full of dramatic surprises; summer is scorching hot, and it is the favorite season of the sun god. He always squanders his power unscrupulously. Therefore, although summer is as difficult as winter, it is the time when all things grow the fastest; autumn is a bountiful harvest, and the fragrance of the abundant fruits can even float from the land to the sea..."
Saga slowed down. He and Yunchi looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and murmured to themselves.
"What about winter?" Yun Chi couldn't help but ask.
Saga turned his head and continued to walk intently.
"Winter?" He smiled. "I'm just worried that although the third generation of gods has been rising for quite some time, the position of the main god has not been finalized yet. If this continues, the God of Winter will replace the God of the Sea and become the master of this era of gods, walking on the land of Kaleva."
Yun Chi asked, “Will the situation get worse than it is now?”
Saga nodded: "Yes. The God of Winter is aloof and self-centered. All the Gods of Winter in the past prefer the cool silver moon and hate the blazing sun. If He becomes the main god, the world will gradually fall into eternal night, and the moon will gradually replace the sun. There will be no more warmth, and no opportunity for all things to grow. And this situation will continue until the Mother Goddess Irma is alarmed. But by then, I am afraid that the earth will have suffered for hundreds or thousands of years, and the descendants of living beings will not be able to adapt to the bright environment."
Yunchi scratched his head and frowned as he sat on the sea otter's back.
If you say that the conditions here are tough, that is completely false information. The island has no worries about food and clothing, the pace of life is relaxed and comfortable, and you are not lonely. Yun Chi eats delicacies from the mountains and the sea, wears the same clothes as the main god, and when he is bored, he rolls in the arms of the god. No matter whether he is a human or an otter, Saga will always hug him happily and chat with him to relieve his boredom...
But there were some things that Yun Chi could never find an opportunity to ask. It was not that he didn't dare to ask, but that he couldn't bear to do it.
Just like now, if Yun Chi were to miss his parents, he would only want to think of the year before they left for a long journey; if he were to think of the old housekeeper who raised him, he would also not want to think of the last few years of the old man's life - by that time, the old housekeeper had long forgotten who Yun Chi was, and also forgotten who she was. Yun Chi held her old and skinny hands, crying silently all night long, and sang "A Small Town Story" for the old man over and over again in his hoarse and untuned voice. It was the lullaby that the old housekeeper sang when he was a child, sitting by the bed and coaxing him to sleep.