My name is Luo Chen, Luo from Luoshui, Chen from Chenchen.
In this world dominated by humans, I am an unknown alien.
A speck of dust.
As far back as I can remember, when heaven and earth were first divided into chaos, Empress Nuwa was still alive and she hugged little me.
Empress Nuwa's arms were very warm, and her arms shone with gentle light, and countless soft flowers grew on them. I felt happy when I looked at them, and I couldn't help but stretched out my hand to pick one, but I took my hand back timidly, fearing that Empress Nuwa would be hurt.
She noticed my movement, smiled softly, and a flower floated out from her arm. Countless soft lights held up the flower, and finally stopped on my outstretched hand at some point. She asked softly, "Luo'er likes it, can Luo'er give this flower a name?"
I nodded in confusion, and finally babbling out, "Luo... Shen..."
"Okay, then this flower will be named - Luo Shen."
So Nuwa Empress waved her hand, and hundreds of millions of light spots fell on the world, and rose-red flowers grew. The gentle and broad soil of thousands of square meters lifted up a new life - the Goddess Luo - under the mythical god.
Intention: Good is evil, evil is good