In the desert wasteland of the 121st century AD, the wind carried the radioactive dust left over from the nuclear war, blowing through every rut on the old trade road that had been repeatedly run over by mechanical horse hooves. The golden age of the vampire aristocracy has long come to an end. Humanity has taken back the dominance of the world. Only the remaining aliens are left hiding in the shadows of the border to survive. The hybrid hunter D, who walks in the gap between light and darkness, is the most famous lone figure in this wilderness.
He carries half of an immortal heart that can beat in the dark night, and hangs around his neck half a piece of shiny lime silver jewelry - it is the only old thing that he has not been willing to throw away in thousands of years. At this moment, he was facing Lin You, the lamp god, who had just floated out of the bronze lamp, and swallowed all the past memories that had been stored for a thousand years into his throat that was hoarse by the wind and sand.
The mission of the "evil djinn" who was supposed to follow the system script was to seduce the hunter and make him make three wishes and suffer the consequences. But she was always in an inexplicable trance when she took the lime toffee from him, raised her hand to block the sparks from the explosion, and looked up at the stars in the Gobi sky. The habits engraved in her soul were still awake, but the memories cleared by the system were deep asleep. She didn't even know why she subconsciously avoided the silver jewelry around his neck, and why her heart hurt more than the programmed punishment when she saw blood on his sleeves.
He kept the lime candies that he had saved all his life in his pocket, and handed them to the right person after thousands of years, but he did not dare to say that this was her favorite taste in the past; she had forgotten the name of the star engraved in her bones and blood, and she had forgotten who accompanied her under the Gobi starry sky and agreed to find a home together that could accommodate aliens. The words "Have we met before" could never come to her lips. One refused to say it, and the other couldn't remember it. The wind of the old business road was still lingering, and the little parasitic monster in his left hand was holding back the secret and did not dare to say anything. The system's alarm was still screaming in her mind, but the tenderness that had not been expressed to her mouth, and the ties that were engraved into her soul, would one day blow back to her ears along with the wind.
Maybe one day she will remember before she became a djinn:
She was a human missioner who failed to seize his immortal heart. After being judged by the system as a failure, she should have been completely erased. It was he who exchanged his half of his immortal heart and a thousand years of loneliness for her to condense into a lamp soul and drift in the copper lamp for a full thousand years.
Intent: Thousands of years of loneliness
