[No CP+city+adventure imagination+group portrait]
[Non-derivative of God-Slaying! Tomato changed my label and I cried]
Is there a god in this world?
Have.
This world is full of gods——
The wind blowing over the prayer flags is God's breath, the river flowing over the stones is God's whisper, and a tree falling in the mountains where no one sees it is God's silence.
Absurd?
Shocked?
False?
No.
It's just that you are used to locking God into a temple, nailing Him in a picture, and locking Him in the last page of scripture.
Fu Xukui was never looking for God.
She wants to find her original self——
The self that hasn't learned to pray, hasn't learned to doubt, hasn't learned to see itself through other people's eyes.
Countless restarts, damaged memories.
Where is the end point and how long will it take to stand still?
Everyone was giving her answers.
Everyone was giving her questions.
The crown of [dawn] given by the world is in the hope that she will plant [sunshine] throughout this desolate world.
……………………
"I don't want to be a destiny savior..."
"I just want to go back..."
