Record some stories of ordinary people in Omphalos, based on the infinite possibilities of 33550336 eternal disaster returns, fantasy imagination, or based on existing characters, write autobiographies and other types, give the little people a complete life, or profile the golden descendants (some texts will refer to the content inside and outside the game, if there are some historical data fallacy, please point it out so that it can be revised in time)
If you have any ideas for writing a short story, please leave a comment, and it will be included in the work after adoption. [Xi Lian wink✧(◠‿◕)]
How much of the memories we live by are self-constructed narratives? There are many philosophical inquiries about core propositions in the article. The writing style is poetically concise and classically mournful. There is no redundant sensationalism, and emotions are compressed in precise details and restrained narrative. This book is well written and has a very rare literary depth. The following is a paragraph that I like very much in the article:
You once wanted to leave a snowflake for her,
But my hands don't know how to describe the appearance of life.
Warmth lasts only a moment, ice cools for a long time.
Like your hometown that loves death, it also sleeps soundly in the wind and snow in the long night of disaster.
You are afraid that after you make a promise, you will break the promise, after you smile, you will cry, and after you hug, you will say goodbye forever.
One day, you will embrace the world,
So that the souls of the world will no longer cry bitterly, and the bells of the city will no longer stop ringing.
Even if the snow will eventually melt into the snow, I will leave a snowflake for you.
How much of the memories we live by are self-constructed narratives? There are many philosophical inquiries about core propositions in the article. The writing style is poetically concise and classically mournful. There is no redundant sensationalism, and emotions are compressed in precise details and restrained narrative. This book is well written and has a very rare literary depth. The following is a paragraph that I like very much in the article: You once wanted to leave a snowflake for her, But my hands don't know how to describe the appearance of life. Warmth lasts only a moment, ice cools for a long time. Like your hometown that loves death, it also sleeps soundly in the wind and snow in the long night of disaster. You are afraid that after you make a promise, you will break the promise, after you smile, you will cry, and after you hug, you will say goodbye forever. One day, you will embrace the world, So that the souls of the world will no longer cry bitterly, and the bells of the city will no longer stop ringing. Even if the snow will eventually melt into the snow, I will leave a snowflake for you.