Bai Lin gazed down at the boundless starry sky and murmured sorrowfully:
What is real... and what is unreal...
Perhaps everything is nothing more than a dream of wealth and glory.
In dreams... all things are born...
Awake from the dream... all beings fall silent...
If everything is just an illusion,
then why do I exist? Do I even truly exist?
Bai Lin had no answers in his heart.
His whispered questions were heard only by the silent, frozen stars, listening like lifeless things.
The tragic thing was... even the stars, eternal since time immemorial, could not answer Bai Lin's questions.
For when it came to the meaning of existence,
they... had no answers either!
The author's experience with the first two books can be said to be pretty good. It's worth reading! 👍👍👍