: The birth of the mystery of existence

Don’t know when it will appear, don’t know when it will exist,
From the moment it began, the world of Night Wars, from the moment of time, the age is uncertain, the candidate is unknown, and the specific ability that will be awakened in a specific existence is far beyond the inconceivable of common sense... Extraordinary power!
And generally speaking,
Under no special circumstances, an era will generally only be active with an existence with extraordinary power,
Of course, before this law is completely broken,
It is not without exception.
...
Although she has been alive for a long time, she is still very young since she consciously began to sit on the top of a very large sycamore tree. She is wearing a feather robe woven from a hundred bird feathers and biting a fiery red vermilion fruit. Looking at the people who formed a large tribe called the "state" on the plains of a fairly remote river, they were smelting bronze using primitive and backward methods.
She has scarlet hair and nails.
Too many thoughts and emotions beyond the times are not a good thing.
After she understood this truth, she still felt that the simple days before were better.
A cute bird with three heads and six tails, a crane with only one foot and a pure white bird with red feathers, a colorful pheasant with a beautiful posture, and a harrier with legs that look like a person... There are many, many former companions. He was by her side at this moment, perched on this huge phoenix tree.
But she still felt...a deep loneliness.
Sooner or later, they will disappear in the long river of time in the future and be regarded as myths by future generations...
Maybe myself too.
"Thinking about it, it's a bit lonely, are you right...?"
She bit Zhu Guo with her mouth, stretched out her hands to lift up the one-legged crane beside her, and the bird cried and nudged her hand in submission.
This made her sigh long.
If an existence has wisdom and intelligence beyond its group, even beyond this era, this is not a very good thing.
Because that also means that no one can understand what you think,
It's like she doesn't have a companion who wants to talk to.
Even the most powerful humans in those countries can't do it, because in her eyes, those people are still in the beginning of life form, and they can't be friends and chat happily.
They probably only think of themselves as a kind of auspiciousness or gods to worship.
She has been to many places in the world and doesn't want to try again.
Go to a place to be offered once, go to a place to be offered once, the difference is only that people call her differently.
"...Why did you choose me..."
Different from the ignorance that she should have been, from the awakening from the unknown existence that occasionally threw herself to another place and gave herself these things, she was born with thoughts and emotions that did not belong to this era.
Living in an age older than ancient times, close to the age of mythology, she looks at her colorful feather coat made of a hundred birds and even her own tail feathers. This one will definitely be considered incredible when thrown to those people. The clothes enshrined by the holy things,
She just sighed helplessly and shook her head, looking at herself showing a lot of white body, although she didn't care, but...
"It's not feathers...not animal skins...I really want to wear that beautiful and comfortable clothes..."
The moment I lowered my head, I saw some traces of dryness on the branches of the plane tree below me.
Then she stretched out her hand casually and placed it on the small piece of bark that was only slightly dry. After removing her hand,
There has been rejuvenated, and even buds have grown.
It is not healing or healing. It appears in her hands that she is endowed with a higher level of power, an essential power called'life', which makes her even a power from this appearance.
But too much power beyond common sense is not a good thing.
It seemed that it was similar to the power that appeared in her. She vaguely perceives that a similar ‘what’ is born in a small but bad world.
It's like for the world at this moment, there are more and more people and animals, more and more lively...
Made a ‘symbol’.
But regardless of those indifferent things, she felt a little boring at the moment. When she was not like this before, she didn't have this kind of boring emotions. She lived in a normal life every day and felt nothing else.
So too many thoughts and emotions beyond the times are not a good thing.
Sitting on the sycamore tree that she used to be her favorite and can stay for a day, she bored her white legs under her feather dress, thinking about what she should do~www. EbookFREE.me~Waiting for that strange thing to drag itself to a place where I don’t know again, to see the place and era where the ancient mythological creatures that have disappeared lived,
By the way, clean up some things that you don’t know are ‘dark’.
She expected that she should have to wait for seventeen suns to rise this time.
"It's so long.... It's so boring..."
Muttering softly to herself, she closed her eyes and decided to sleep like this for a while, preferably a little longer, and then at the moment she was about to fall asleep, not far behind the sycamore tree,
Suddenly there was a commotion!
"what!"
Ok?
Male human voice?
Compared with the snow-white smooth skin, the tips of Vermillion Lingyu's slightly curly hair, without pupils, the fiery condensed eyes opened strangely. She looked behind her.
Then I saw a black robe with exquisite embroidery, a symbol of yin and yang and the highest level of water, wearing long boots, holding a long sword pretending to commit suicide, and staring at the scene in front of me in a daze.
The lush greenery and the overflowing vitality, the lush canopy of the tree that exceeds ten meters is overflowing with fantasy emerald green light in the breeze, and the vermilion is beyond the imagination of the female figure sitting on the branch, and the birds are perching beside her. .
This is probably a landscape that he will never forget for a lifetime.
It's just that the beauty and fantasy of this moment that he can't forget...
It was the figure sitting on the huge sycamore tree at the next moment as if it had seen something pleasantly surprised, with bright eyes rushing towards him, and the long vermilion nails clearly grabbing towards the target!
"clothes!!!"
It was almost at the same time, which made him understand what life is like if it’s just like first seeing and...
Forget the past....