There are three ultimate philosophical propositions in life: who am I, where do I come from, where am I going, and these are three questions that can make people think about it all their lives. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone may be looking for the answer to all this, but no one seems to have a definite answer to this question.

I asked myself this question too, and it was during my loneliest childhood. My parents travel all year round, and my own personality is very withdrawn, I always feel that the other children's play is meaningless, but I can't figure out what the meaning of my own life is.

When I was young, I was the most eager for friends, but when I repeatedly refused to play with other children, I became alone.

So I often leaned against the cold wall next to my grandmother's door, looking around with cold eyes that did not belong to my age, the dilapidated tiled house, the grass waving in the wind, the children playing and playing, only imprinted in my eyes, but did not enter my heart, I always felt that my world was missing a very important thing. Under the blue sky, the wind blows everything in this small village, but it can't blow away my thoughts.

"Who am I, where do I come from, where am I going?" I asked myself.

"My name is Tang Meng, and my parents gave birth to me. I'm coming, I'm coming。。。。。。 I don't seem to know. "I thought about it and closed my eyes at the end.

The first question had some answers that I believed in, but he couldn't find the answer to the last question. Later, as my parents had a stable job, they wanted to pick me up and bring me to the city. But at first, when my parents came to see me and saw my indifferent eyes, my parents were stunned. They began to suspect that they were not educated, that they were not giving me enough care and love. I didn't think about it that way, my grandmother said to my parents in a serious tone that little Tang Meng was a good child, but his personality was a little withdrawn.

So when I came to the house, my parents took good care of me, for fear that I would be wronged a little, and poured all their love into him. But my face is still as light as water, but I obediently and silently do what I should do, at least to the comfort of my parents.

My life was so pure and pale, and I didn't have any friends. This made his parents always privately say that he seemed to have some heart disease, but I didn't think so. It's just that there seems to be something missing in my life, the unknown meaning of my life, something even more important than life. That's why I've always been indifferent to the world.

Later, I always liked to sit alone in the park, watching people come and go. It's like being in front of my grandmother's house, at least when I look up at the sky, it's still blue. Until the day of fate, little Tang Meng was still looking for what he was looking for, and Lao Dao also appeared on that day, so abrupt, but it seemed that Tang Meng's daily waiting was fate. At this time, I looked at the old way, as if my heart was trembling, not only for the old way's aura and fairy wind bones, but also because of his next actions.

The sword dance and the dragon song can reach the world for a walk. My indifferent eyes became extremely hot, and the old way's moves at this time were slowly carried out under the gaze of Tang Meng's pupils, as if I was slowing down dozens of times for watching, the incomparably mysterious but powerful slashing block, with the cooperation of the sword, was vividly exquisite, easily cutting a new and familiar new realm for my boring and pure world.

The sword became everything I was determined to pursue, and I have finally realized the way of the sword until now. In fact, when we were children, we saw something or a hobby that we couldn't put down, so we vowed to pursue it for life, only to give up for countless reasons. And then then 。。。。。。

It wasn't until my eyes looked at the grief-stricken Lise, and then slowly closed, that I briefly looked back on my life. Oh, except for the sword, it seems that it became a little wonderful after meeting the Michelia sisters. It's a pity, is it about to come to an end? It seems that I can no longer feel the softness of Lis's little hands.

My consciousness fell into boundless darkness, time and space seemed to no longer belong to me, I don't know how long it has passed, is it a second, or 10,000 years?

"Who am I?" I suddenly asked myself.

"You are Tang Meng, but Tang Meng is just your name, not you. Tang Meng is just one of the names that defines you, don't ask why, maybe it's because I'm also called Tang Meng. Someone replied.

I tried to open my heavy eyes, but I was surprised to find that there was a self standing in front of me, but not a self that applied the reflection of a mirror, but a real and identical self. And the wounds on my body seem to be gone. All around was the darkness of nothingness, and I and "I" floated in the middle of the space. We could see each other because of the white light on me and me.

Maybe it's not the center, it's just that humans tend to overtake themselves and rudely think that they are the center of the world. Tang Meng thought wildly, and his heart was in turmoil at this time.

It was only the "me" across from me who spoke, and sighed in a tone that was exactly the same as mine: "Death is so full of familiar flavors." ”

"Your name is Tang Meng, or is it 。。。。。。 I forced my brain to analyze it calmly, and my tone returned to normal, "Are you the master Liz said you were?"

The "I" seemed to sigh a little melancholy: "Until now, am I still so calm and boring?" Oh, yes, after all, we are the same person. The man sighed.

"Your soul hasn't dissipated yet, I'm dead, are you going to replace me?" I looked at the "me" coldly.

"Why should I replace you? You are me, maybe you don't believe it, but what can I do if I replace you? I have no interest in living. The "I" said.

"Ah, yes. What can you do if you live? The world is so boring. You are indeed like me. I paused and continued, "Maybe you're right, you're me." ”

"But. The "I" eyes sharpened, and the whole person said like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, "I am you, but not you." I don't have any regrets, but you do. ”

Before I could react, the "I" on the other side waved his hand, and a scene appeared in this space like a huge screen, facing me.

My pupils shrank, and I saw Liz, dressed in her Golden Dream Armor, her face still beautiful but haggard. She confronted the two dwarves, and suddenly a goddess squatting on the ground to check Tang Meng's dead body suddenly appeared, a beautiful goddess full of youthful vitality. Why did Tang Meng use the word god? Because she just pointed lightly, the holy sword in Lisi's hand that rushed over detached from her little hand, and Lisi seemed to be repelled by an inexplicable force, so she could only bow her head and hide her face with her hands and sob.

It's just that I can't hear all the sounds the whole time, and I still feel a little weird looking at my corpse.

"What does that mean?" I asked the "me" next to me in surprise.

The "I" didn't answer, but asked me slowly: "Those two people are from the dwarf race, do you know how the dwarf race originated?"

Seeing that I shook his head, he said slowly: "Norse mythology is their origin world, and there is a giant in Norse mythology who is similar to Pangu in Chinese mythology. His name is Ymir. The gods and giants are mortal enemies, the main god Odin and his brother teamed up to kill Ymir, and then created the world with Ymir's corpse, and the maggots on the legendary corpse sucked Ymir's brain marrow, and were given human form by the gods, and the maggots on the light side became sweet and dreamy light elves, and the maggots on the dark side became ugly or short dark elves. Frey, the god of light elves and nectar, sunlight and earth fruits, lives in Alfheim. This is close to where the Norse gods lived. The dark elves, disgusted by the gods and fearing that they would bring harm to the world, drove them into the darkness of the earth. And the dark elves in Norse mythology are actually the dwarves, gnomes, etc. in Norse mythology. ”

"Does it matter? Liz seems to be so sad that she is about to dry her tears, and even though I'm used to being alone, I still don't want to see her cry. You should understand how I feel, I know you can bring me back to life, hurry up. I lost my cool and said to the man who looked like me.

The "I" sighed heavily and said, "You can listen first." After all, there is no turning back from Huangquan, although fate has not let you set foot on death, but you still need to wait for an opportunity, a perfect time that fate has arranged for you. ”

So the "I" ignored my indifferent eyes and told me about the distant past, everything that happened in the fantasy legend that belonged to the Norse gods。。。。。。