The flower of the sun growing on the horizontal line is not a disaster, but a gift from the earth to mankind.
I woke up from the core of the earth. In order for me to make my own choices, that hot mass sent me among humans, making me listen to the hopes, feelings, and destiny of His beloved children all the time.
Human beings are a miracle, the earth laments. In order to give birth to this miracle, He has given up and ended the lives of too many species in the past, but now it is time to come to humans.
I became a young child and met a gentle dean and a cowardly yet powerful brother. They shone with forbearance and gentleness. If I were Noah's Ark, I would let them live in it.
I became a police academy student. The petals are layered and the blood is thick. No one can protect myself better than myself. Except when I encounter bombs, I have five bright peers. They are indifferent and noble. They are like gods when they save others regardless of their own lives. They will always burn me with their own flames. If I can, I want to throw them into the sea to wash them before putting them in my Noah's Ark.
I became an intelligence agent in the gray area. The old black crow came to me and asked me about the secret of eternal life. The boy with the bandage iris asked me if the Santu River after death was as beautiful as in the storybook. Later, the dean also came to ask me about the cost of killing people. At the same time, he asked me about the target object and the bomber's information. I was like a sharp blade without a handle.
Humans are vessels of darkness and light.
"I don't want vain dreams! How could I not want to live?!"
They are gorgeous, beautiful, and powerful. They are the Milky Way, a miracle, and the future.
As for me——
"I am Ziyela, a sun."
·Vest exposed
·No Ultraman
·Flower varieties are privately selected
Intention: love, hope, life