I am a tree, a tree without a name.
I don't remember when I appeared on this land, I just remember that the surroundings are always filled with cold wind, and occasionally, there will be heat, which is a more unbearable torment than cold.
Although I haven't met officially, I know that somewhere in this world, there is a child who is relying on me for nourishment. We share the same mind, and I can feel that he is growing up a little bit.
We are separated from each other by the whole world.
That kid is very naughty. He used his mental power to create various residents in the world. Before I realized that the problem was serious, he became the master of the world.
Everything in this world needs the nourishment I provide, but what can I continue to nourish him with?
The nutrients I have accumulated for millions of years were quickly plundered by these residents, so I began to pray, praying that I could get more nutrients.
Maybe my prayer came true, suddenly one day, a color I had never seen appeared in the sky, and a dazzling new star was rising.
The universe has never changed, and the nebula is constantly changing. The light of that new star makes me feel warmer than ever before. I would like to call it "Yang".
With the sunshine, I grow up very well, and I can continuously supply the world with nutrients. However, the grown-up child is not happy.
I know that he likes to actively create everything, but he doesn't like to passively accept anything.
But one day, when "Yang" rose on the dull horizon again, the child came.
He looked at "Yang" calmly and curiously, like a little life coming out of the nest, I don't know what he was thinking.
That day, he leaned against my tree trunk and sat for a long time. He didn't know it. After he left, two spots of black mist fell from his eyes, hovering over the place where he sat, like two drops of tears.
The sun was still bright, without the restraint of the body, the two spots of black mist gradually solidified, reflecting a dazzling golden light, and then centered on those two spots of gold, a translucent human-shaped shadow appeared.
I'm so happy, I have a new baby, and I'm worried because I know that baby won't be happy.
I watched the sun rise and set with this disembodied child, and felt the morning breeze and evening breeze. This child is still young and does not know how to communicate, but he left a deep imprint on my lonely life.
Despite my innocence, the kid found out about him.
He came, angry and puzzled.
For the first time, I had thoughts of disapproval of that child's decision. I decided to protect this child, and I have the ability to protect him!
I created another world in the spiritual world that is exactly the same as this world, except that there is no child whose eyes are filled with thick black mist in that world. That is my gift to this child who has the same color as the sun.
But when I sent him to that world, I failed, I overestimated my strength, and I lost him.
The black child is not reconciled, he wants to kill the golden child, there is nothing I can do.
Later, the black child never came again, he just frantically plundered my nutrients to expand his world.
The golden child is really missing and I can't find him.
I thought he might have been killed.
The universe continued to split, and I didn't want to pay attention to the looting and killing between time and space. I completely hid in my spiritual world, turning a blind eye to the disorder and chaos outside.
Sometimes I also regret that if I hadn't prayed for the appearance of "Yang", all these tragedies would not have happened. The black child is still the innocent child who creates toys in his own territory, simple and happy every day, forever and ever.
But one day, the golden child came with scars all over his body, and his gaze became more agile than before, but his eyes were black.
He is not my child, or rather, he is not pure.
Behind him, a black shadow chased him and easily killed him in front of me. A weak mental body escaped under the cover of my subconscious, but the black boy just smiled coldly.
Before leaving, he said: "I will find him again and kill him!"
After going through this scene countless times, I almost became impatient, but finally one day, the child with golden eyes appeared.
He is different from every time before. Although he is ignorant and full of hostility and guard against me, the confidence in his eyes tells me that the pain and loneliness that have lasted most of my life may be over this time.
That kid often came to me to ask questions. Although he looked cold on the surface, he was much more considerate than the black kid.
I hope he's ok, but he looks like something's wrong.
He didn't know his situation, and everything that happened to him was the conspiracy of that person.
However, he is still full of confidence.
I want to tell him everything, but if it affects him because of my words, it will only backfire. I guide him and pray that he doesn't go astray.
My prayers worked again, the kid found his way, he finally had the ability to protect himself.
When he said that he wanted to counterattack the backlight world, I was too surprised. Only I knew how contradictory I was.
He's crazier than I thought.
That day, he sat in front of me for a long time, and his heart was completely filled with grief. I guess, he probably lost the whole world, and because of this, his hatred for black children reached its peak.
He said that he decided to counterattack the backlight world, because the light in his heart was extinguished, he is now more desperate than when he was trapped in the space-time rift, but he can't fall, he wants revenge, and there is still one person waiting He went to rescue.
After a long time, the child came again, joyful like a gust of wind passing over the top of the mountain, I guess, his world is back again, but he still wants to continue his plan, he said he wants to solve everything completely .
This time he also sat for a long time.
"This is the last time I will see you," he said, "I hope you understand what I have done."
I didn't say anything, just watched quietly, from the reflection in his eyes, I saw myself with a head of lush green leaves, which were all given by him.
Before leaving, he turned his head and said to me: "I finally caught that light. For that light to shine forever, I am willing to fight for it. No matter what, I want him to live with a smile."
It's like swearing an oath to my mother tree that has witnessed countless ups and downs.
I stared at his gradually disappearing back, and belatedly wanted to bless him, but I didn't have time to say it.
Sure enough, the last time we met was a fight to the death, and he came to my spiritual world with the black boy.
They didn't know that, in fact, this was an indistinguishable contest, because they were originally one.
They all died together.
The two spirit bodies that existed since the beginning of the new universe collided with each other, and a huge explosion occurred. Their spirit bodies returned to the weakest human form, floating in my spiritual world that was about to collapse.
It's finally over and I'm so tired.
I stared at the golden child's closed eyes, feeling a little bit sad, I could never see "Yang" again, nor his beautiful golden eyes.
In my loneliest moments, I always have him by my side, always.
When I was about to break down, I accidentally remembered that this child said that he had a light. If he was gone, would that light become dim or even go out?
Isn't this child who has been chasing light since he was born really not worthy of having a ray of light?
I want to try to save him.
I used all the remaining nutrients to gather a little bit of mental strength, and wrapped the child's mental body inside before it collapsed, which exhausted my last bit of strength.
In the final picture, the child was enveloped in a soft halo, floating into the distance.
This spiritual force will take him through every time and space until it re-condenses with his body.
Go find your light!
I am very pleased that after fulfilling my great wish, my world fell into eternal darkness together.
I don't remember when I appeared on this land, I just remember that the surroundings are always filled with cold wind, and occasionally, there will be heat, which is a more unbearable torment than cold.
Although I haven't met officially, I know that somewhere in this world, there is a child who is relying on me for nourishment. We share the same mind, and I can feel that he is growing up a little bit.
We are separated from each other by the whole world.
That kid is very naughty. He used his mental power to create various residents in the world. Before I realized that the problem was serious, he became the master of the world.
Everything in this world needs the nourishment I provide, but what can I continue to nourish him with?
The nutrients I have accumulated for millions of years were quickly plundered by these residents, so I began to pray, praying that I could get more nutrients.
Maybe my prayer came true, suddenly one day, a color I had never seen appeared in the sky, and a dazzling new star was rising.
The universe has never changed, and the nebula is constantly changing. The light of that new star makes me feel warmer than ever before. I would like to call it "Yang".
With the sunshine, I grow up very well, and I can continuously supply the world with nutrients. However, the grown-up child is not happy.
I know that he likes to actively create everything, but he doesn't like to passively accept anything.
But one day, when "Yang" rose on the dull horizon again, the child came.
He looked at "Yang" calmly and curiously, like a little life coming out of the nest, I don't know what he was thinking.
That day, he leaned against my tree trunk and sat for a long time. He didn't know it. After he left, two spots of black mist fell from his eyes, hovering over the place where he sat, like two drops of tears.
The sun was still bright, without the restraint of the body, the two spots of black mist gradually solidified, reflecting a dazzling golden light, and then centered on those two spots of gold, a translucent human-shaped shadow appeared.
I'm so happy, I have a new baby, and I'm worried because I know that baby won't be happy.
I watched the sun rise and set with this disembodied child, and felt the morning breeze and evening breeze. This child is still young and does not know how to communicate, but he left a deep imprint on my lonely life.
Despite my innocence, the kid found out about him.
He came, angry and puzzled.
For the first time, I had thoughts of disapproval of that child's decision. I decided to protect this child, and I have the ability to protect him!
I created another world in the spiritual world that is exactly the same as this world, except that there is no child whose eyes are filled with thick black mist in that world. That is my gift to this child who has the same color as the sun.
But when I sent him to that world, I failed, I overestimated my strength, and I lost him.
The black child is not reconciled, he wants to kill the golden child, there is nothing I can do.
Later, the black child never came again, he just frantically plundered my nutrients to expand his world.
The golden child is really missing and I can't find him.
I thought he might have been killed.
The universe continued to split, and I didn't want to pay attention to the looting and killing between time and space. I completely hid in my spiritual world, turning a blind eye to the disorder and chaos outside.
Sometimes I also regret that if I hadn't prayed for the appearance of "Yang", all these tragedies would not have happened. The black child is still the innocent child who creates toys in his own territory, simple and happy every day, forever and ever.
But one day, the golden child came with scars all over his body, and his gaze became more agile than before, but his eyes were black.
He is not my child, or rather, he is not pure.
Behind him, a black shadow chased him and easily killed him in front of me. A weak mental body escaped under the cover of my subconscious, but the black boy just smiled coldly.
Before leaving, he said: "I will find him again and kill him!"
After going through this scene countless times, I almost became impatient, but finally one day, the child with golden eyes appeared.
He is different from every time before. Although he is ignorant and full of hostility and guard against me, the confidence in his eyes tells me that the pain and loneliness that have lasted most of my life may be over this time.
That kid often came to me to ask questions. Although he looked cold on the surface, he was much more considerate than the black kid.
I hope he's ok, but he looks like something's wrong.
He didn't know his situation, and everything that happened to him was the conspiracy of that person.
However, he is still full of confidence.
I want to tell him everything, but if it affects him because of my words, it will only backfire. I guide him and pray that he doesn't go astray.
My prayers worked again, the kid found his way, he finally had the ability to protect himself.
When he said that he wanted to counterattack the backlight world, I was too surprised. Only I knew how contradictory I was.
He's crazier than I thought.
That day, he sat in front of me for a long time, and his heart was completely filled with grief. I guess, he probably lost the whole world, and because of this, his hatred for black children reached its peak.
He said that he decided to counterattack the backlight world, because the light in his heart was extinguished, he is now more desperate than when he was trapped in the space-time rift, but he can't fall, he wants revenge, and there is still one person waiting He went to rescue.
After a long time, the child came again, joyful like a gust of wind passing over the top of the mountain, I guess, his world is back again, but he still wants to continue his plan, he said he wants to solve everything completely .
This time he also sat for a long time.
"This is the last time I will see you," he said, "I hope you understand what I have done."
I didn't say anything, just watched quietly, from the reflection in his eyes, I saw myself with a head of lush green leaves, which were all given by him.
Before leaving, he turned his head and said to me: "I finally caught that light. For that light to shine forever, I am willing to fight for it. No matter what, I want him to live with a smile."
It's like swearing an oath to my mother tree that has witnessed countless ups and downs.
I stared at his gradually disappearing back, and belatedly wanted to bless him, but I didn't have time to say it.
Sure enough, the last time we met was a fight to the death, and he came to my spiritual world with the black boy.
They didn't know that, in fact, this was an indistinguishable contest, because they were originally one.
They all died together.
The two spirit bodies that existed since the beginning of the new universe collided with each other, and a huge explosion occurred. Their spirit bodies returned to the weakest human form, floating in my spiritual world that was about to collapse.
It's finally over and I'm so tired.
I stared at the golden child's closed eyes, feeling a little bit sad, I could never see "Yang" again, nor his beautiful golden eyes.
In my loneliest moments, I always have him by my side, always.
When I was about to break down, I accidentally remembered that this child said that he had a light. If he was gone, would that light become dim or even go out?
Isn't this child who has been chasing light since he was born really not worthy of having a ray of light?
I want to try to save him.
I used all the remaining nutrients to gather a little bit of mental strength, and wrapped the child's mental body inside before it collapsed, which exhausted my last bit of strength.
In the final picture, the child was enveloped in a soft halo, floating into the distance.
This spiritual force will take him through every time and space until it re-condenses with his body.
Go find your light!
I am very pleased that after fulfilling my great wish, my world fell into eternal darkness together.
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