[Yuan Geng, a mixture of relaxed daily life and serious drama, the protagonists are all parallel and there is no cp, the plot requires a sub cp but no emotional drama will be written specifically]
[It's awkward for a newcomer to write, relatively speaking, it's more of a imaginative work from the literature department... Please give me some advice.
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A novella about God, faith, ashes and the growth of civilization.
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Year 4078 of the Sacred Calendar.
The young divine mage stood on the altar, holding his staff high. Golden clouds surged, and she walked out of the clouds, with her twins sleeping soundly in her arms.
"They are the children of the Divine, they are the pure ones born without sin, Erasana (praise God)."
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Palasnia Aiflor Elasana and Joshua Vergo Elasana, the Saint and Son of God. Although they belong to two pantheons: one believes in the gods of Olympus, and the other serves the only god of light; they are indeed the only relatives of each other in the world.
Olympians praised the saint. Her smile is bright, as vibrant, elegant and beautiful as the classical statue of Artemiro. She is cheerful, friendly, an excellent magician, and a common companion for children. Look at the Son of God across from him. He is too perfect and too cold. He pretends to be a saint all day long and plays with the sense of distance. He is not as lively as our Highness Pallas.
Followers of the God of Light praise the Son of God. He is gentle and compassionate, and strictly abides by the precepts; the ancient scriptures pass through his mouth and become a heart-warming power; he is the youngest patriarch, the Lamb of the Lord, and he is the incarnation of holiness. His Highness Joshua is worthy of every virtue and gift. That saint on the other side of the sea is too out of touch and has no sense of propriety, and has absolutely no sense of being a child of God.
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The Saint Vicht Continent has not suffered a disaster for thousands of years, and people attribute that to a gift from God. The increasingly strong sacred aura, the prosperous country, the appearance of His Highness the Divine Mage and even the Saint and the Son of God are all manifestations of God's love for the world. Although people still have disputes about who this God is, their faith has never been so firm: the sheep are grazing quietly, and their beautiful future will last forever.
Until the day of weeping, God leaves the workbench and no longer comes on Sundays. For the gardener is busy sowing other seeds in the wilderness, as long as one bears fruit.
But for the people of the Saint West continent, the magic mist is gentle and heavy, breaking through the seed coat and "germinating" is a problem.
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So the Son of Man set out on his journey.
Please don't be afraid that the road is long and difficult. Doves take away the sun and lavender covers the moon. Winter is gone and the rain has stopped. Follow the stars, experience, see. The truth of the world, the original belief.
Intention: No matter how long childhood is, it will reach its end