Toward the Inner World

Name: Xiao Lei Age: 18 years old male Height: 183cm Appearance: Brown curly hair, medium build Personality: Kind and helpful, but has been in a state of confusion due to lack of memory; although he had the idea of ​​retreating when encountering danger in the early stages, he gradually grew up and became stronger and more responsible. Likes: peaceful scenery, companions around him (they make Xiao Lei feel a sense of belonging) Dislikes: loneliness, the pain of others Birthplace: the real world Ability: Ability to control the basic material that creates Fantasy's world - Logos particles. In the initial stage, Xiao Lei uses Logos particles as a shield to protect himself and others, and at the same time attaches Logos particles to his hands as a means of attack. However, this only uses the physical properties of Logos particles, so it is relatively elementary; in the next stage, Xiao Lei can It can temporarily destroy the stability of logos particles in a space. The specific manifestation is that Xiao Lei "shatters" reality like breaking a mirror, and creates a negative space completely controlled by him, in which Xiao Lei can launch an attack that is almost a dimensionality reduction attack on his opponent.

The world outside the window was approaching dusk, and a thick cloud blocked the sun near the horizon. The remaining sunlight drew an orange-red line on the edge of the cloud. In Xiao Lei's normal days, this was a scene he would often see when he was preparing to go home. But now, he and an outstanding-looking witch were sitting in a shuttle made of technology he had never seen before, and he was also burdened with the fate of saving a city. - (Volume 2, Chapter 5: The Dying City)

The villa was six stories high. The stone bricks on the exterior walls were covered with green moss. Some of the metal parts fixed to the walls had a thick layer of rust. Behind the glass with wooden window frames, there was only darkness that was almost void. This scene made Xiao Lei swallow nervously. He pushed open the wooden door that his mother had just walked in with a knife. The smell of old wood mixed with a dry warmth hit his face. Xiao Lei calmed down and looked behind the door, looking around for his mother. (Volume 3, Chapter 7: Qian Lan's clever words break the situation)

"I've forgotten about your amnesia. Well, okay, let me introduce myself. You can call me Qianlan. Of course, this is not my real name, but it sounds better than 'that guy'. Some." Qian Lan rolled up the ends of her hair with her gloved fingers. Her sweet smile was like that of an inexperienced child, but her ruby-like eyes gave off a frightening light that made Xiao Lei tremble slightly nervously. (From The Dying City Chapter)