[Not a cool novel, a growth story. The protagonist does not have a golden finger and will be helpless and hesitant, but he will also stand up and keep going.]
[Introduction to world view]
This is a world composed of three races: humans, beasts, and elves. The elves are divided into five lines, namely water elves, fire elves, wind elves, light elves and dark elves.
Elves are not born from reproduction, but from the "elemental riots" that occur every fifty years.
The elves born in a new elemental riot are called "one-cycle elves"; accordingly, those who have experienced two elemental riots will change from one-cycle elves to "two-cycle elves" (this is like your birthday, you will change from one to two years old on your second birthday).
The energy of "Elemental Riot" comes from a kind of crystal called elemental crystal, which is said to be a wisp of soul dropped by five elemental gods in the early years. Therefore, the elves have a strong sense of belonging to their own group. They call their respective clan leaders by the names of gods to show their piety.
Formal introduction
The light crystal was attacked, and at the same time, an elf was born that was not born on the "Elemental Riot Day"?
"Auntie, why is she different from us?"
"Is she really a light elf?"
"The incomplete light crystal is likely to affect the continuation of our lineage of light elves..."
"I know a secret technique. As long as the child voluntarily burns his soul, the light crystal energy can return to its origin."
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Siboling knew from the day she was born that she was different from other light elves.
But who can tell her what the black smoke around her is? ! Every time she mobilized the energy in her body, black smoke would come out, and the heart-wrenching pain left her at a loss what to do.
Fortunately, she is not alone. The person next to her is named Chloe, and I heard that she is also the guardian of the light crystal.
I overheard her chatting with a visitor about some secret technique and burning... Later, I followed her secretly, only to find out that she wanted to burn my soul? !
No! She doesn't want it!
So in the face of the big elves' deception, she pretended to be calm: I don't, I don't, or I don't!
Fortunately, this secret technique cannot be activated voluntarily, so she just keeps doing it.
However, when it comes to the continuation of an ethnic group, can a simple "I don't" really always be useful?
She said life is precious, but they said - race is more valuable.
Is the small self really so vulnerable in front of the big self?
So he packed his bags and left his hometown secretly: he said he wanted to prove his worth, but who knows whether he wanted to be selfish or not?
Maybe I will never return and watch the decline of my race indifferently; maybe I will find an answer, and this answer is enough to cover up the truth of the light crystal defect.
Maybe... May I burn ashes...?
Maybe.
Intention: It is difficult to pass through the pass, but the road ahead is long and bright.