Black World

I don't know when my life will be dark and gloomy. I seemed to have fallen into an abyss. I stretched out my hand to catch the light. But that light seemed to be playing away from me, again and again. Keep getting closer, keep moving away. Because I have seen it, I pursue it. Because I envy it, so I want it. Everything is driven by desire. Human beings are made up of desires. I am an accumulation of desires, a parasite. I live only for desire. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.