In the ancient continent of Eta, there is a creature that only exists in legends.
There are various legends about Him. Some say that He is the patron saint of Eta continent and will protect all those who love Him. Some say that He is always aloof and always watches everything indifferently. Some say that He is just a legend and there is nothing to prove His existence...
This was an ordinary day. The Elf Forest of Eta Continent suddenly became dim. The beautiful green light spots that had been shrouded in the forest disappeared almost in an instant. The elves and dwarves living in this land fell into panic.
At the same time, an ordinary-looking purple-leafed Guru tree in the Forest of Elves shook its branches, and let out a long sigh like a human being. It first pulled itself out of the soil, and then transformed into a six or seven-year-old child. He stretched out his hand to wake up the white-haired man lying in the gray magic circle: "Ajing, Ajing..."
The white-haired man was awakened. He opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him, as if he had an incomprehensible dream.
Motto: Life is a journey