"Do you believe that eternity exists in the world?"
Eternity never exists; even the stars in the sky are obscured by clouds, and even the rocks on the ground are eroded by rain.
The owner of the question asked the others as if he already knew the answer but was still seeking the possibility.
"Do you believe that eternity exists in the world?"
Eternity never exists, even the strongest magician can not escape the end, even the never seen gods, there will be a day of fallen earth.
Among the various different answers, there was still no answer that she sought.
Gradually, even the young girl herself began to have doubts about this nebulous word.
"Eternity, what should it be..."
The young girl thought this way, lost in the endless years, day after day.
She saw houses crumbling and disasters.
She saw the war and the lack of food.
She saw the world in disarray, the dark shadows spreading and breeding.
The shadows that overshadowed everything eventually engulfed even the young girl herself.
"Failure..."
There was no room for error, completely and utterly, it was over, as it should have been.
The voice came from nowhere in the deep darkness, the voice of one person, and more than one person.
The voice was accompanied by a dotted fire in the darkness that grew stronger and stronger.
It had failed, the shadows had annexed the world, there was no doubt about it.
But the words that rang in the ears were so real.
The firelight gathered into a flame, and the light once again lit up the world engulfed by the shadows.
"So...that's how it is."
The starry sky will be obscured by overcast clouds, rocks will be eroded by rain, powerful humans will come to an end, and gods that have never met will fall into the world.
Eternity indeed never existed.
But mankind will never stop moving forward because of this.
Even if the shadows obscure the light, the flame called the light of man will still be on this broken and scorched earth -
The poem of hope will be ignited.
This will become the story of humanity, but not the story of being a hero.
Even if the sun is setting in the long night ahead, please reach out your hand, no matter how sad the road ahead, there will be someone to light the light of hope.
So this time, send the "flame" to us.
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