It is the late 1950s, the year 2259, to put it simply. I am already 249 years old, and there is no doubt that in another year, I will become a veritable 250.
My appearance has not changed, my family is still there, and time has stopped for everyone.
This is what is called... Immortality...
I have always hoped that I could be like the protagonist in the TV series. If I were the protagonist, then I would cheer happily that I could finally stay young forever; or I would hug my lover excitedly, grateful that no force majeure can separate us; or I should roar to the sky, hold hands with my dear friends, and create my own endless future. Well, at least I am the protagonist in the TV series. I will never know that I am a fool if I do that...
…It's a pity…I'm not…
What kind of world do you think this should be? Everyone survives forever, there are no more disputes, no more interests, no more separation...
Everyone seems to have a happy ending!
Excuse me, are you the brainless protagonist in the TV series?
No, please face reality.
Endless desires, endless disputes, endless loneliness, endless pain...
When you wake up, you find that the source of your pain will never go away. This is... Reality.
Beautiful fairy tales do not exist in reality, even if they do... They still exist.