This world is much bigger than imagined, because it is like circles, with small ones wrapped inside the big ones, and larger ones outside the big ones.

But there are only so many origins of the world, so a world like circles cannot be overlaid endlessly.

And the origin of each world is like a floating island, floating in the dark sky, separated by tens of billions of light years.

Of course, this distance is just an estimate, because no one has measured it. The reason why it is mentioned is to show that as the endless years pass, there are almost no creatures that can enter the original range of another world.

But everything is unexpected.

For example, me.

What is my name?

Demon, god, demon, ghost... Sorry, I was called too many titles in the long and endless journey of life, although I did not get my consent before this. But so what? I was born in the dark world and did not have my own race or title. I would call it whatever I want.

I'm just a traveler.

Yes, that's what I define myself.

Because instinct tells me that I cannot interfere in things in the world, otherwise it will be possible that extremely bad things will happen.

I have always adhered to this principle, be an indifferent passerby, and wandered around the world with a traveler's mentality.

I saw the high building rising, the guests, and the building collapsed.

Some people are arrogant, some are humble, some are luxurious, some are enjoyable, some are dying and suffering... But these are meaningless to me.

I watched coldly, year after year.

Perhaps, any journey of life is destined to cause twists and turns.

Even if it is special, it is not surprising.

That year, I had forgotten the specific time, only remember that the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the clear stream was winding and flowing into the lake waves.

I painted on the shore.

Then, she stood at the bow of the boat and broke into my world without warning with the breeze.

I stared at her for a long time, maybe because there were too many people by the lake who were similar to me and did not attract her attention at all.

Until dark, she left with all her pleasure, and I still looked at her until the ship disappeared.

For nine days, I went to the lake to paint every day because she appeared every day.

I don’t know what happened to me. I seem to have some resistance in my instinct, but I can’t resist the wish in my heart.

I want to see her.

Even if she looked from a distance, did nothing or said anything, and even didn't know my existence, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

This feeling is like I spent many years painting a satisfactory painting.

No, different.

These two satisfactions seem to be different in essence.

Day 10.

She didn't come.

It rained, and I stood by the lake, half of the painting was wet and damaged by the rain. I was unmoved, as if I had not seen it.

At that moment, I knew that in my heart, she was much more important than these paintings.

I like painting.

She is more important.

That's very simple, I like her more.

Like...a creature.

This is a strange emotion that I have never been exposed to. I want to kill it, but it has been obliterated again and again, but it has become stronger and stronger in my heart.

I didn't know what to do, but instinctively made a choice for me.

In the night, I crossed thousands of miles to her residence.

I know where she is, and the whole world is in my senses.

Just see her and remember her and you can find her.

She was crying, as if explaining something, and opposite was a man with a cold expression.

I was suddenly angry.

But I endured it because I knew very well what kind of horror the outbreak of my anger would cause within the origin of the world.

The man left with his sleeves.

She fell to her knees and cried so sadly.

I appeared in front of her and asked her, why are you crying?

She was surprised and seemed to be incredible by my appearance.

Then, she took action.

Perhaps her power is very powerful around the world.

But to me, it doesn't make sense.

She herself soon discovered this and after stopping, she saluted me respectfully.

She said a lot, as if she was in trouble. I didn't hear it clearly, but just stared at her in a daze, nodding when she asked me if I was willing to help her.

She smiled.

Very beautiful!

I have never seen such a beautiful smile, at that moment, my heart was like spring flowers blooming.

It turned out that it was her senior brother, that cold man, who was in charge of the sect that encountered a powerful enemy.

For nine consecutive days, she was rafting on the lake, contacting the strong men from all walks of life, hoping to help him through the difficulties.

But in fact, her senior brother didn't appreciate it, but instead thought that her actions made him lose all his face.

What a ungrateful bastard. At that moment, I was jealous of him and wanted to kill him.

But I still tolerate it.

When the strong enemy arrived, her senior brother was defeated miserably. The opponent was too strong, and all the helpers chose to stand by and watch.

Only she, who was guarding her tightly, was seriously injured.

I watched silently for a long time, but at this moment, I finally couldn't calm down anymore.

Her blood was like a ball of flame, igniting all the violence in my heart.

That day, many people died.

I walk among the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Every time I wave my hand, I will take away countless lives.

Until the end, all enemies turned into corpses.

I became the Supreme Elder, or... a worshiper? But it's just a title, so there's no need to pay too much attention.

I should turn around and leave, no longer be affected by the cause and effect of this world, but she spoke, so I stayed.

With me in charge, the power of the sect expanded rapidly and soon became the strongest existence in the world.

Li Jing, also known as her senior brother, seemed to notice something and ordered her to serve me.

Since then, she has not left me.

Although she is so beautiful every day, she smiles in front of me like a delicate flower.

But she was not happy, I know that her heart was not here.

So, I asked her to go back.

At that moment, she smiled again, as brilliant as before.

It's been a long time since it's been!

But soon, she came back, lost in her heart and her eyes were red and swollen.

I knew what happened, Li Jing severely scolded her, rejected her, and told her that she was destined to be with me forever in the future. But I pretended not to know anything, because after all, I hoped that she could stay by my side.

Year after year.

Time is like water in a river, flowing endlessly. This means nothing to me, but not everyone is like this.

She began to age rapidly, which was a sign of life, and was about to end.

She was not afraid, and seemed to face all this calmly.

Even, there is a kind of liberation and a kind of relief.

But I began to be afraid. When I thought of losing her, I lost everything and began to become desperate.

I saved her.
To be continued...