Waiting for the Spirit to Return

A hundred years ago, he lost two things. The soul crystal that maintains emotions in the demon world, and his beloved soul crystal messenger, with spirit. Since then, the stars in Demon Lord Jin's world have been extinguished. He allowed the throne to be covered in dust, and in the eternal night, he repeatedly rubbed a crystal pendant without any temperature - it was the only thing she had left, and it was also proof of her destiny as an anchor to protect the three realms. He didn't understand why her heart had to hold the whole world, and why she didn't stay by his side. Until the demon world fell into complete chaos and he was forced to step into the disgusting human world. But fate had a purpose, and the place that led him to fall was her residence in the world. On the balcony, stood a woman named Su Yuling. She raised flowers, left a lamp for neighbors who came home late, held an umbrella for stray cats when it rained, and adopted stray animals. Although she thought this "uninvited guest" was mentally ill, she still took him in out of sympathy because he had no one to look after him and had nowhere to go. But - she doesn't remember anything. Jhin blended awkwardly into her human fireworks. He watched her use mortal ways to comfort crying children, mediate neighborhood disputes, and take in stray cats on rainy nights. Those "trivial things" that he once disdained turned into tiny pieces of light in her hands. Until the crisis came again, she subconsciously stood in front of him, and a glimmer of light that had not been seen for a hundred years bloomed in her hands—— Jhin finally understood: the soul crystal he was looking for had been flickering deep in her soul. And the "world" she clung to, which he had been unable to understand, was made up of these gentle rays of light. This time, the Demon Lord, who holds the power of destroying the world, leaned down and learned how to fulfill it. If her mission is to keep the light of emotion alive, then he is willing to burn everything and only be the silent shadow under her light. Intent: This is a story about learning to love, understanding protection and responsibility. He had been broken by loss, his throne was covered in dust, and the fire in his heart was dying. Until fate pushed him into the human world she guarded - the ordinary world with wind chimes, warm porridge and dust. He learned clumsily. Imitate her in leaving a dish of water for stray cats, imitate her in handing a cup of tea when neighbors quarrel, imitate her in carefully gluing broken flowerpots together. He was puzzled at first and felt it was futile. But when he saw the tiny light that lit up in her eyes, that light actually warmed his soul that had been frozen for hundreds of years. It turns out that love is not devouring like flames, but infiltrating like drops of water penetrating stone. Guarding is not a prison, it is holding up a rain-free roof for everything she cares about. In the end, he completed the most difficult training: turning the world-destroying flame into a light that protects the world. He put down the obsession of "must have" and took the responsibility of "making the place where she is bloom and the water warm". Staying together forever does not mean staying together day and night, but that I have become your belief. From now on, every time you look at this world, I will be standing silently in it.