"They are active in the darkness,

The trapped beast endured hunger,

Shush…the mystery is around you.”

Net name: Shirley Ma.

Litai City.

Master Ma, who runs a hot pot restaurant, updated his personal signature on his personal homepage.

In the darkness, he lit a cigarette silently.

The light of Mingmiao reflected his face full of vicissitudes with angular edges and bumpy pits.

His eyes stared at the night.

The darkness was staring at him too.

In the darkness,

Two lines of words appeared strangely:

【Do you believe in God?】

【YES/NO?】

Take two sips.

Master Ma squeezed the cigarette butts hard on the wooden table, and the residual heat of the cigarette butts burned a black mark on the wooden table.

"Damn it, I didn't expect it was my turn."

He pressed "YES" fiercely.

...

2114.

Yilin received an email in her anonymous email address.

Sent from Molly.

She asked in the letter: "Our paper is about to be submitted. Uncle G, what name do you think should be given to this article? PS: Grandpa is talking about you all day long."

Yi Lin thought for a while and replied: "To the Sky that Mankind Will Lose in the End."

Molly in front of the screen was stunned.

Uncle G's reply was a bit faster.

Are you putting this question bank?

Has it been carefully thought about it?

Dissatisfied Molly taps on the keyboard:

Molly: "Is it too literary? The hurt literary style of the last century... I deserve to be you, Uncle G. ('ЀД)"

Yilin: "Is that okay?"

Molly: "Does there be a translation to start with? Ah! My God, on that day, we humans lost our airspace rights? I really want to kick God's ass hard with my boots."

Yilin: "I think, that's OK?"

Molly: "...Forget it, I wouldn't ask you if I had known. My grandfather asked you when you would come back. He was so bored and stuck with me at home all day. Uncle G, please show your magical powers quickly and take my grandfather away!"

End the call.

"What kind of old antique is he grown up?" Molly turned off the computer angrily. She lay on the bed for a while and thought about Uncle G's words carefully. For some reason, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this kind of paper with a bit of mysterious color was accompanied by an old painful title, which was inexplicably matched.

"Am I infected by Uncle G?"

Molly pinched her face in wonder, and she turned on the computer again and began to modify the paper.

...

January 5, 2114.

A paper that is not like a paper was officially published under the secret force of multiple forces.

"To the Sky that Mankind Will Lose Eventually".

"Humans have conquered high altitudes for thousands of years, but on this day, the sky has become a forbidden area for God again."

...

...

June 2116.

The World Heart Association released a data.

Since 2111, the number of patients who die of "sudden cardiac death" every year has increased by about 5% every year.

However, among them, the proportion of adolescents under 30 years old increases by more than 50% every year due to "sudden cardiac death" compared with the past.

A regrettable result.

Therefore, the World Heart Association calls on: Please stay up late, indulge less lust, smoke less alcohol, and be happy for you, me and him.

...

same year.

July.

Pandragon Castle.

Girl and woman in black are competing for swords.

The figures of the two were churning in the yard.

But it is better to say that it is a woman in black who feeds the girl tricks.

It’s Big Mi Lien, and Xiao Mi Lien.

They met because of "fate", they themselves.

Damilian held a piece of branch and easily blocked every sword of Xiaomilian.

Xiaomi Lien's sword is the pioneering knight's sword.

Blowing hair is broken, and it is unstoppable.

But she couldn't break the sword of "teacher".

After a moment.

Xiaomi Lien lay on the ground panting, very tired.

"I don't have anything to teach you. Ho...it's time to leave."

Mirien looked at her young self, stared at her for a moment, and said.

Neither of them noticed that when Damilian said this, she felt a little complicated and reluctant to leave.

"ah?"

Loli Milien, who was lying on the ground, raised her head and was stunned.

She was shocked.

This is too sudden.

Last year, the old housekeeper died of an unknown heart disease, and only her teacher was left with her relatives.

The old people in the clan, from childhood to adulthood, only regarded her as "Master Pandragorn" and "Heir of Pandragorn". They only pay attention to their swordsmanship, and do not know whether they are happy or not.

In the past two years, she has been with the "teacher" day and night, and almost treats the other person as her "mother". But suddenly, the teacher said this, as if she was saying goodbye.

"No,"

Xiaomi Lien gritted her teeth: "Teacher, I'm still far from it. Look, I can't even defeat you who holds the branches. I'm too weak."

Damilian stepped forward and touched her head.

In a trance, she remembered her "self" back then, and was touched by the "teacher".

This is a loop.

It's a desperate cycle.

One day, the girl in front of her will grow up as she wishes, and will truly understand what "invincible" tastes, she will be favored by the world, and twelve round table knights who are willing to protect her will gather around her. She will also arrive in the mysterious East in order to find the glory of her family and meet that person on that day.

They will meet again, and she will experience everything she has experienced, and can also taste the powerlessness and despair she has tasted again.

Everything will come back, and one day she will become who she is now.

Then, recycle all this.

Mirien lowered her head, and she suddenly felt that this was a wonderful fate, a strange fate that she met.

Only movies dare to shoot like this.
To be continued...