He and It

Even though Yunchi had been prepared, he still felt frightened. He looked at the ubiquitous decorative elements related to sea water, lowered his voice and carefully guessed: "Were you... a sea god before?"

Under the dim light, he saw that Sakya's eyes were as silent as the Death Star that had been silent since the creation of the world.

The white sea otter lowered his head and turned toward the walkway to the right.

"Before heaven and earth were separated, there was only a chaotic ocean in the world." Saga said calmly, "The mother goddess Irma flew freely in this chaos. She never landed. The flying bird is the daughter of space.”

He walked to a decayed door and used his divine power to gently move the fragile door panel away.

“Until one day, she felt unparalleled loneliness, so she voluntarily descended into the vast water. The ocean and strong winds awakened the life in her body, so she drifted alone on the sea, and gave birth to thirty children there. century, eventually laying nine golden eggs.”

Yunchi repeated: "Golden egg?"

"Golden eggs." Saga nodded solemnly, "Irma cracked one open and became the sun; cracked another one and became the moon; the third one was broken and turned into stars in the sky; the fourth one was broken but turned into stars. It was empty, with no egg white or yolk, only the egg shell, forming the continent of Kaleva; the remaining five golden eggs turned into everything under the sea and in the world."

"Irma was extremely disappointed until the last one, which was also the most swollen and hardest one. She opened it carefully with hope - Lunotar, the first generation of sea god, breeder and golden body god, sat down Inside. Since then, Lunotar founded the first generation of the pantheon, and in every generation since then, Poseidon has been the main god among the gods."

"I am the second generation sea god, the god who protects the family, and the main god of the second generation." Sakya said, "So, all the gods of the second generation have gone away, and I am the only one left, still lingering. Here...waiting for the day when I finally die."

He was silent for a while and then opened the last door: "The temple's treasure house has arrived. This is our destination."

"Wait!" Impulsively, Yunchi grabbed Saga's fur, "Are you telling the truth? God will die, and so will you...will you die too?"

Saga turned his head and saw Yunchi staring stubbornly at him.

"Human life is actually very short." Sakya smiled and said softly, "Don't be afraid, even if I can't find a way for you to go home, I will accompany you. Even your soul will go Toniela, even in the bottomless darkness, I will always be by your side."

Yunchi clutched the warm fluff tightly and refused to let go. He swallowed and his voice trembled slightly: "How long do you have left... I mean, how long do you have..."

Distant memories come flooding back, including his parents who have never returned, the housekeeper who raised him, the friends and acquaintances who have left... How much love must a person say goodbye to in this life before fate is willing to give up?

They looked at each other in the empty temple, and in the air, only the vague and subtle fragrance of the gods surged quietly. Sakya didn't speak again. Yunchi looked at him and suddenly felt a little discouraged.

He realized one thing. Sakya was a declining god. In his heart, his own ending was bleak. The separation from Yunchi was destined to come. He had seen too much, heard too much, and lost everything. There are too many, and the time he has experienced is also an astronomical number that is unimaginable by Yunchi. Even if Yunchi spends his whole life here, what effect will it have? He could not save Sakya from dying, nor could he stay with him for a long time...

He took a deep breath and shook his head to get rid of those sad thoughts of spring and autumn. His eyes were as bright as stars, full of unyielding light.

What's the use of thinking so much? People are creatures who live in the present. A day of happiness is a day of profit. The separation will be discussed later, and the depression in the future will be discussed later.

"Anyway, I'm only 23 years old, and my current body is only 17 years old," he muttered.

Saga nodded in confusion: "Hmm?"

"Let me find condiments, spices, honey, and other random things," Yunchi put his hands on his hips confidently, "I have enough time, and I will spoil you rotten."

Saga tilted her head back in surprise: "Uh-huh!"

The young man rolled up his sleeves aggressively and took the lead to enter the treasure house with high spirits. He was planning to plunder a lot to prove his bold words. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped in, he stepped on something slippery and almost slipped on the spot. A big split.

"Mom!" Yunchi yelled, "Light, light, light, Saga, please turn on the light!"

The sea otter opened its mouth and had not yet recovered from the surprise. Hearing Yunchi's call, he subconsciously straightened up and rubbed his flesh pads. A small spark suddenly burst out, floating to the wall like a plump feather.

The sound of flames burning the air suddenly rose, the golden and red firelight quickly traveled along the lines of the wall, and the stars on the dome also lit up one after another. Yunchi held his nearly sprained waist and stared blankly. A long picture seemed to unfold before his eyes. The blazing torch flames were always burning straight towards deeper and darker places, so this picture seemed to have no trace. It is like an end point, revealing an almost endless true appearance.

Yunchi had never seen so many gold and silver treasures in his life. He had seen them once in his previous life, but it was in The Hobbit. When he saw the evil dragon named Smaug sleeping among the mountains of gold coins, he couldn't help but exclaim. He exclaimed hopelessly: "Good guy, I'm not afraid of sucking gold coins into my nostrils. I won't wake you up until the time comes."

Now, as he looked at the mountains of treasures in front of him, there was only one thought running through his mind.

This brick of silver and gold looks much bigger than a gold coin. If Smaug sucked one in, it wouldn't be as simple as choking him awake. It would require eighteen big, tearful sneezes.

"Go inside," Saga walked slowly and cautiously, nuzzling his waist with her nose, "This place is full of insignificant decorations, the useful ones are inside."

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