I come from an unknown world.

There is nothing there, only ubiquitous ashes.

Blooming and sinking, billions of years have passed.

I gradually grew, grew stronger and stronger from a small tiny of dust.

When I was able to move on my own, I was already a giant.

Over the long years, I learned a truth.

For dust, there is no difference between activity and inactivity.

So, when I could wander in this void and feel the vastness of this world everywhere, I was confused.

I don’t know what the meaning of wandering is, nor do I know what the meaning of my existence is.

I just kept wandering, wandering, wandering.

Until one day, a golden sphere attracted me.

I have never seen such a beautiful sphere before, getting closer to it step by step.

I observe it, try to touch it, and rub it.

But it was unmoved.

Until, until one day, a small gap appeared.

On the golden sphere, another pitch-black sphere was slowly spit out. The sphere was very dirty, at least I felt very dirty.

This sphere is the same size as a golden sphere, and can be said to be a duplicate.

I have studied it for a long time, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands or hundreds of millions of years.

No matter how long it takes, time is endless for me.

I have enough time to do what I like to do.

Perhaps my attempt stimulated the dark sphere. One day when I rubbed it, a suction force that surpassed my original body burst out.

Before I could react, I had already appeared in a new world.

And there is a hanging island in the sky of this world, slowly pressing down, pressing down on a certain hole.

Then, the entire sphere was blocked.

I can't get out either.

It's a bit regretful, but I don't care where I am.

It’s also good to come to my new home. I used to be the only one, but now occasionally some passers-by come to play with me.

They were very friendly at the beginning, and at most they said a few words, don’t block my way, we want to go back to Panda Fairy Island and so on.

After I arrived, I became unfriendly. Before I could say anything, I started attacking me when I came up.

After a few times, my originally infinite sleep time has become a limited time that may be disturbed at all times.

As long as those passing people appear, I will be forced to be awakened.

This is really tiring, at least for me, a dust-condensed lava demon like me.

Warm, dust-wrapped, endless sleep was not what I like.

But after coming to this world, it seemed to be naturally implanted into my desires and needs.

The happiest time of my every day is when I sleep.

And when I am most unhappy every day, I am the ghosts that occasionally pass by here.

They didn't do anything, they just ran around.

But I was disturbed. As long as they were thumping, I would flip through the dust and swallow them.

After swallowing, the world will be quiet.

But after a few days of comfort, many Pandas came.

I'm a little irritated.

It was really hateful that the white lion that hit me when I came up.

You are clearly breaking into someone else's home, but you are still muttering to kill someone else?

Haven’t anyone taught you the laws and regulations for privately breaking into private houses?

It's really unethical and uneducated.

Ah, I am suffering.

Why do you always eliminate these bastards who break into the house yourself?

Forget it, burn it to death with a fire.

Otherwise, when they came to Panda, they didn't know when they would burn.

It's really annoying.

If possible, I really want to have a good sleep.

Just like before I came here.

You are aimless, but you can do whatever you love anytime, anywhere.

etc.

That white lion is not dead?

What's going on? How did he come into my body?

Not good, my heart.

He came to my heart.

Hurry, lava clone, hurry, go and stop him.

I can't let him break my heart.

You must protect your heart, otherwise I will go to that place.

I don't want to go there, I don't let myself sleep every day, and I have to study.

No, don't let my heart break.

I just want to sleep well here.

Why, heaven, why are there thieves running around every day?

Can't you be safe and secure, give me a peaceful day?

not good.

He really came to the core.

It's too late.

I…..

"Wake up! Xiaorong, did you go stealing a chicken last night?"

"Get up and go out and stand!"

Opening his eyes, a huge lava demon in front of him slapped my head angrily.

"Ah, teacher, me, where am I?"

I was a little confused. I looked at the classmates around me and seemed to remember that I was fighting with someone else just now.

"Hahahahaha, Xiaorong is dreaming again."

"It must be a fight, not the first time."

"What's here this time? Are the fairies? Or those black and white faces?"

"You can write novels, so many dreams that others have never heard of. Hahahaha!"

...

The classmates laughed at me, "Oh, forget it, don't worry, go out and stand first."

After leaving the class, I came outside the mountain.

Lava is everywhere here, which is best for us to survive, but every time I see them, I feel a little depressed.

Why am I always punished to stand?

"You're here to stand again. How about it? Who caused it this time?"

I was standing outside the volcanic classroom, when a man with a height and dress that seemed to me suddenly leaned over.

"Ah, are you?"

I looked at him, it was very strange. The silver glossy face was a human creature, but the face reflected the colorful mystery. Looking like this, there seemed to be an endless world under his face.

"I'm a time traveler, come and see you."

"How is it? Do you feel happy to be defeated?"

He calls himself a time traveler, but he clearly has no expression, but he really gives me the feeling that he is making a gentle smile.

"I don't remember much about being defeated, but I feel really uncomfortable."

"I was really unhappy when I woke up and was punished by the teacher to stand."

Without talking nonsense, I really don’t remember anything that I won’t beat, but I feel depressed.

"If you don't remember, you won't be sad if you go back."

"It has been hundreds of years, and it has also made you suffer."

"But since you came close to him, you can't blame him even if you were caught by that person."

"Actually, I'm passing by. I've seen you feel pitiful, so I came over to talk to you."

"I'm leaving soon, I'll give this to you."

"If you are bored in the future, take a look. There are hundreds of millions of worlds hidden in it, and you can see many colorful stories."

"But you can't get in, just look outside."

"Let's go!"

The time traveler continued to smile, and his body exuded a kind of pity that could be directly felt. He couldn't say that he was sad or felt cared for, but when someone chatted with me, my mood was indeed much better.

I took a small round bead he sent and looked at the picture on it carefully. It was really interesting.

Maybe, I really won’t be depressed anymore and I can’t say it’s true.

Thank you, time traveler.
Chapter completed!