Time Travel! ? I Want to Become a God!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works! The dusk in Iris Lane is always bathed in warm golden color. The setting sun passes through the old window lattice, casting long shadows in the Eisner's small bakery. The air is filled with the burnt aroma of freshly baked rye bread, the sweetness of honey, and... The smell of home. The rain fell harder and harder, and the cold rain washed away the tears on Evander's face (when did he shed tears?), But it could not wash away the three faces of his relatives who were wailing silently in the crystal in his palm. The warmth of the fire, the aroma of the bread, Ellie's smile, Leo's attachment, Ryan's calmness... All the colors, sounds, and temperatures disappeared. All that is left in the world are icy ruins, biting cold rain, the cursed object in his hand that imprisons the souls of his loved ones, and... A dead silence. Evander Eisner stood there like an abandoned stone statue. The "home" he had fought for, endured the torture of tinnitus, and wanted to "cure" into the supernatural world turned out to be just a grand illusion woven by the dead souls to support his survival. What broke through this illusion was the "key" he touched with his own hands while pursuing power. Revenge? Become a god? These thoughts are not yet clear. There is only an extremely hollow coldness, and a hatred that surges from the depths of the soul and is enough to freeze the blood. It begins to roar silently in the dead silence.