Many years later, I re-written this text solemnly to commemorate the wonderful thoughts I had during that lonely time.
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A child abandoned by time, trying to hold on to the only remaining connection with the world.
Where did he come from, why was he born, and where should he go?
Every encounter while traveling on this continent will be engraved on his heart.
Who cast their gaze in an attempt to pull the strings for him?
Who is watching the fire from the other side, trying to push him to a dead end?
Who is observing secretly and trying to write his future?
Love and hate are intertwined, and there are many wrong paths
Truth hides in the sand, absurdity runs rampant
He will open up the past that no one talks about.
He will go to the hidden world where no one has gone before.
He will find his own story.
"Who will you go forward as?"
"What kind of ending will you write?"
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It's an imaginary world view, not an orthodox western fantasy setting~
Intention: I will grow up with you
