Immortality

The wind was howling, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Little bits of starlight fell in the deserted temple. Damon sat in front of the statue with a golden sword and showed a friendly smile to the faceless fairy in front of him. "Come on, let's play music and dance." "So many of us are still waiting." While he was talking, one after another strange figures appeared next to him, surrounding the fairy heavily. (This is a new book for a newcomer, and the introduction is incompetent. Dear readers, since you have clicked on this book, you might as well click a few more times to take a look, just in case you like it.)