That day, evil spirits descended on the school. In the name of protection, I obtained the power of Zhenwu to kill and saved everyone.
But the way they looked at me changed.
They were like passers-by to me, including the girl I liked, who also lost consciousness in front of me. When she woke up, her clear eyes reflected me, but she could no longer remember my name.
This is the iron law of heaven: Mortals cannot see immortals, but those who see them forget themselves.
The Forgotten Land is surrounded by evil, and its interior is filled with worms.
So I personally erased my name, leaving only a codename - People from the Other Side. In the name of protection, I embarked on the road to immortality with no one behind me.
The stronger I get, the lonelier I get. The more people I save, the fewer people remember me.
When I finally got used to being a non-existent person, I was shocked to realize that the source of external evil spirits is the evil thoughts born in the human heart. The immortals and Buddhas in the sky who were supposed to suppress the world have long been suppressed by a cold shackles.
That day, I stood in front of that unbreakable seal, with no one behind me.
The demons were like a sea and asked me with a low smile: "Is it worth it? They don't even remember your name."
I didn't look back.
Burning all his immortal marks and using his body as fuel just to kill the source of all this.
"This world has forgotten who I am, so that's okay."
"As long as I remember them, that's enough."
The fire tears apart the eternal night.
The authority of creation nourishes all things.
My name will eventually become a taboo in the world.
And will you be the one who remembers my name?
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To be honest, I can tell that this is a new writer and a little edgy, but it's worth a read.
To be honest, I can tell that this is a new writer and a little edgy, but it's worth a read.