"Observation, Heart"

The space we belong to is not all of this world. There are countless small mustard seeds, each Mustard seeds have their own theory of operation. People are the biggest variable in the world. They will always break free from their destined destiny and awaken their consciousness. It can be rationalized but cannot be abolished. If everyone breaks free from their own destiny, the world will not be in chaos. Therefore, the Upper Realm established the Hall of Traceability The Hall of Origin is meant to bring order out of chaos and trace the destiny The person's awakening and counterattack eight thousand years ago caused heavy losses to the Hall of Origin. The divine attendants on duty now seen are all fresh blood. The man from eight thousand years ago has never appeared again since he was suppressed But there is an additional law enforcement priest named Wangchuan in the Hall of Traceability. "According to legend, deep in the end of the world, there is a river called the River of Forgetfulness. Dead creatures passing through this river can forget their past, forget this life in exchange for the afterlife, and become a spiritual point with no past and no future." He is indifferent, cold and solemn, and he will always be there for anyone who needs help. Everyone praises him for being an outstanding gentleman, and wants people to get close to him. However, his aloof and distant temperament makes people stay away. He is fast, accurate and ruthless when enforcing the law, making people respect and fear him at the same time. He is privately called the God of Killing by the little god servants of the Temple of Origin. It seems that nothing in this world can impress him. Until during a law enforcement incident, he met the person who broke his heart. "Oops! Priest Wangchuan! The law enforcement attendant of No. 367 Mustard Seed has been killed, and we need your help!" Before the messenger who had reported the news had finished speaking, Wangchuan disappeared and appeared in the Mustard Seed Space No. 367. With just one sword, he knocked down the man in red who could not hold down the servants. The man in red, who was beaten by Wangchuan until he was lying on the ground vomiting blood, still raised his head and glared at him with blood-red eyes unwillingly. Wangchuan looked into his eyes and felt puzzled for the first time. "Why do you people always break away from your predetermined destiny? Isn't it good to follow the original destiny?" Without saying a word, the man in red hooked his hand towards Wangchuan, gesturing for Wangchuan to come closer. Wangchuan wanted to know the answer, so he approached, but the man in red spat on the blood, which was streaked down Wangchuan's jade-like face, adding a bit of enchantment. Wangchuan was not angry either. Just follow the law enforcement order: erase people's memories and correct their destiny. When I returned to the Hall of Origin, the blood on my face had not dried up, and a small part dripped on Wangchuan's silver robe. Wangchuan, who was sitting on the throne of God, did not stop thinking, and planted a seed deeply in his heart. Intention: Should it be based on the heart or reason?