Dawn expelled the dark fields and countryside, and the smell of war seemed faintly audible in the distance.

The noisy figure of the pitch-black young man subverted the battlefield and turned into black light, passing through the space at the moment when the red ribbon was connected, and returning to the side of the carriage girl.

- 'Fang Ran! Fang Ran, what's wrong with you!? ’-

- 'Fang Ran! Don't scare me! Fang Ran! Wake up! ’-

...

-'Rei...'-

- 'Fang Ran....? ’-

...

- 'The money and the title deeds of those properties in Milan are in the box, and there is a lot of food... I've put a lot of things in the carriage that you might use, and the weapons I gave you...'-

- 'So I believe that Ling, who is so smart, will be able to take care of herself and protect herself from being bullied, right?' ’-

- 'Your parents must still be alive somewhere in the world, and one day you will find them, so,'-

It was like a young man who had burned out lying on the girl's shoulder, his eyes had lost their brilliance, but the corners of his mouth still had a gentle chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered the last sentence.

- 'You must not be upset... You're going to have a good time... And then slowly grow up...'-

Not only the hands and feet, but also the body turned into shimmering debris that was blown away by the breeze before dawn to the world of that era,

The final picture is that the girl by the carriage is distressed to reach out and hug the air, but she can only continue to grab the air, and finally can only hug her slender shoulders, crying tears on the unknown field road...

Then the picture freezes in that second.

The world stopped.

"It's really meaningless, he knows that this world is all fake,"

The dark and eternal world, the miracle of more than 10,000 meters rising from the ground, the 'huge' pitch-black stone tablet that cannot be described in human language, tens of millions of square meters engraved with dark light prayers composed of various languages,

"Whether it's what he left behind, or the girl in front of him...."

The woman in the black fog sits on the edge of the top, as if watching a movie again, sitting in the sky and looking down at the frozen 'world' below.

"Man, you're as stupid as ever..."

obviously said negative words, but she couldn't hide the happiness in her words, as if she saw some good picture.

"It's over, is that enough..."

The interval four is also the interval one, and the same as the woman in the black fog, on another pitch-black stone tablet that rises 10,000 meters from the ground,

There is no distinction between men and women, there is no race, maybe it is simply the embodiment of the voice, and the calm seems to have no personality but there is always a kind of vicissitudes of life that resounds throughout the world.

Not to 'her', but to the presence next to it.

"Hmm."

The short syllable, in contrast to the great vicissitudes of life, was the figure that was supposed to be a male human figure, who was also shrouded in a black mist similar to hers, looking at the frozen picture below and nodding.

As if dissatisfied with the overly loud voice, she casually raised her hand in the black mist,

Something ran through something, something shattered on the grand black monument that separated her, and the prayers tens of millions of square meters above it were also darkened.

It was a pointless move, but she seemed to be used to it.

"It doesn't make much sense."

Still staring at the frozen frame below, he didn't even react to such a scene.

"I know, I just hate it."

Unlike his voice, which has no sorrow or joy and nothing at all, her voice is always full of various tones and meanings, and she is smiling.

With her legs cocked and her palms resting on her smiling cheeks, she looked at the opening below with interest:

"But he really doesn't have a reason to do this for women out of ** and liking, obviously this time is different from last time, his feelings should be unlimited."

"As I said, it's not what you think."

And in the black fog at the edge of the pitch-black stele, she seemed to be humming a ballad while feeling some interesting confusion, and chuckled and said:

"Really.... Then again, you're still so strict this time. ”

"I'm just giving the possibility, what kind of experience will there be, what kind of ending will there be,"

Probably not even his eyes fluctuated, he replied as usual, and then raised his hands, and the frozen world below disappeared, and something appeared in front of him...

"It's him who makes the choice."

The moment when his fateful words did not wave.

Everything in the original false 'world' is withdrawn from below, returning to some kind of existence that belongs to the original point of his concept,

Then it starts to grow.

Experiences that were originally just dreams, memories that didn't exist in the first place, emotions that should have dissipated,

All the characters related to the youth in the picture, everything from this node takes root like a seed, and grows and continues without actually happening.

Fill in the blank time of a hundred years.

Then all the inscriptions of the dark light beneath him lit up, and the 'something' that grew out of his hand flew out of his hand,

Scatter out an unknown number of branches into the world.

And watching him disappear silently after doing this, only the woman herself in the black fog was still here, she leaned back and looked up with a smiling face, and the picture of the real world appeared in front of her eyes, it was the polar night on the ice sea, and the beautiful aurora was lit up in the night sky.

In the picture, the technologist's final powerful steel landed on the ice field, and what emerged from the huge mecha was only a petite white shadow.

Wearing only a white dress, she flew towards the ice, and as soon as she landed on the ice, she shook off all kinds of machinery on her body and almost fell weakly, but even then she kept running forward, and her long light blonde hair that reached her waist swayed under the aurora.

Her pupils trembled as she looked ahead, and when her slender figure stumbled barefoot, she didn't even want to stop holding the ice with her hands, and the anxious worry that melted and overflowed turned into a murmur of unconsciousness for fear of loss.

"Fang Ran... Fang Ran...."

Ignoring the men and women who were shocked and surprised why she appeared here, the young and petite girl came directly to the unconscious black-haired young man, looking at him covered in bruises and suddenly he didn't even know where to put his hand in a panic and hurry,

The flickering of fear in the corners of her eyes, the memories that came to her mind out of thin air, those memories that clearly did not exist but were so real, as if another hundred years had happened, made her voice as weak as she was when she was a child, and she said the same words.

"Fang Ran! Don't scare me! Fang Ran! Wake up! ”

...

In the dark and eternal world, thousands of meters of pitch-black and unreasonable stone tablets, she looked at the picture above as if she was watching a movie, although it was a little different from what she expected,

But it seems better that way.

"There are so many women with good feelings around me, but I don't think about anything,"

The picture in front of her turned, a delicate girl with light blonde hair, an ominous smile wearing a black cloak, and a reddish sword blade.... One after another female figures flashed in the picture in front of her, all kinds of figures holding all kinds of moods towards him.

"Heh... Such a love that has not yet sprouted..."

She made a new decision.

"It seems like a good idea to go check it out..."