In the song of the sea, in the storm, the boy with the firefly in his dark eyes stretched out his hand to her, "Are you Rin?" Ye Duoen asked, "You are Rin, right?" The boy looked at her calmly, with the waves and black clouds rolling in the sky behind him. He wanted to smile and say to Dawn, "Yes, I am Rin," but instead he shed tears. After thousands of years of wandering, endless waiting and loneliness, Susano'o's consciousness could no longer hide his sorrowful and angry soul. Lin looked up at the sky, he smiled, and laughed loudly, for this belated final song... Ye Duoen felt fear of the child for the first time, even though she knew that wrapped in that small body was a thousand-year-old lonely soul, the son of the God King, and a cruel devil. But she still felt that the person laughing and crying there was just a twelve-year-old boy. She and the boy met on the campus of Ronglin. At that time, he was looking in the mirror, and she was nibbling senbei, and the sun shone on the tatami, emitting a faint fragrance. He said, "Sister, this hairstyle doesn't suit you." God? Was this beautiful and refreshing country established to cultivate people who would kill God? Why? "Gods, aren't they just things that live in human fantasy, worshiped and revered? Why kill them?" Dorn shuttled through the mysterious and beautiful banyan forest, trying to find a way to resolve conflicts, with the sincere Jiang Ling, the brave Allen, the mature furnace, the gentle Ivy, Xiao Wu, and Rin... "If you were a devil, then I would stay away from you, but you are just Rin." Ye Dorn said and held the thin and pale hand.