I have lived for twenty-six years and always thought that I was the one who "sees" the world.
I see anomalies in waveforms, loopholes in code, rain in clouds, and lines that others cannot see. I thought it was talent, intelligence, and just being born into a good child.
Later I realized that I could see because I was the one who was "seen".
Every star is looking at me.
Every character in the story I write asks in some dimension: Whose character am I?
And when I finally turned back along the line, I saw the person sitting in front of the screen.
That person's nickname is An Yue Gaonan.
She pushed up her glasses and smiled at me.
She said: "You are finally here."
This story is not a story about a god descending to earth.
This is a story in which a character finds himself being written about and the writer finds himself being looked at, a two-way horror and a two-way tenderness.
PS:
I don't know how to write high-end fantasy novels, thank you very much : D
Purpose: Self-awakening