On the dark path, a young man walked aimlessly. He didn't know where he came from or where he was going. He just kept walking and walking, as if he was going to the end of time.
The sun and the moon changed, and time passed by. I don't know how long it took, but the young man was still walking. As he walked, his shoes became worn, so he took off his shoes and kept walking.
I didn't realize it until my feet were scratched.
Finally, there seemed to be thousands of lights in the distance, wisps of fireworks rising, and the young man finally saw the human world.
So he started running and kept running until he fell to the ground due to exhaustion and was still afraid to get up and continue running. How he longed for the sunshine.
Every time he fell, every time he got up, and again and again, the young man was already covered in blood, but he still ran towards the distant lights as if he was not afraid of pain.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
