I saw my mother lying in a pool of blood. "I will always love you," she said.
He smiled faintly and said, "No matter where you go, you will always be my sister, Little Bailing." Then, he disappeared in a golden light.
"You, you are an ominous child. I told you that I shouldn't adopt you at the beginning. You are a witch!" Dad's eyes widened, he pointed at me and cursed loudly.
Then everything disappeared. An old voice said: "Child, everything is over, but it has begun again. Make good use of your elemental power, and you will have your own arrangements."
I floated in a white light. "Who are you?" I asked.
"I am the God who created you!"