Promise

The young man looked at it, and a deep sadness came over him. Through his two pairs of black eyes, he seemed to be able to see that this little beast had been hated by his parents since he was born. As he grew up, he was bullied by his own tribe. It was unknown how much blood was shed before he made up his mind to risk his life and escape from the tribe. After many life and death attempts, he wandered to this lake. The young man felt sad in his heart, and slowly walked over, reaching out to touch the little beast's neck mane. Before that, it had just looked at the young man silently, but at this moment, it gently lowered its head, and the young man's hand unexpectedly touched its horn, which was as warm as the sunshine of early autumn, or the rising flame. At this moment, the Lord of Wind Source was personally taking over the newly born second princess; the girl with red eyes and red hair from Fire Source was pulling the younger boy to stagger away; the dark-skinned boy from Earth Source took over the necklace blessed by the gods with pious hands; and the girl from Water Source was making a bet on her own life with an expressionless face. The gears of fate began to turn through this encounter, and the wheels of history rolled forward, crushing all struggles and resistance. The future starts from this moment and is immortal. Endlessly.