[A Western fantasy story that is not a Western fantasy, given to me who is still confused and confused. I hope it can become a motivation for me to continue to love words]
For a long time, Gloria just watched the world from a distance in the snowy mountains.
The gods have passed away, and this world remains as it was before.
Occasionally, a voice calling itself "Destiny" would come from her dreams, allowing Gloria to see the past, present and future of countless people.
No one can escape the established pattern. Some are ambitious, some are content with pleasure.
People pray, people make wishes.
Gloria followed "fate" and chose to save some people, and also obeyed "fate" and separated from some people.
Choose now, miss it then.
Gloria will also ask "Destiny": "What is the difference between humans and other races in this world?"
"Destiny" didn't answer, only urged.
Go be "human."
The snow-capped mountains remain unchanged for thousands of years, and the human hearts remain unchanged for thousands of years. How long does it take to become a 'person'?
"Destiny" doesn't answer. Gloria needs to find the answer herself.
Gloria meets humans, elves, and orcs; witches, wise men, and heirs.
With hundreds of people, Gloria would feel thousands of emotions.
Gloria, I hope you will always love this world.
Intention: Feel the world, embrace the world