I've seen a hundred days and nights since I could speak.

That man rarely came here, and once in a while he stayed with Phoenix.

Write something on them with a pen.

I could only look at the strange companion with envy, after that person finished writing, they were able to use magical magic, Phoenix always showed off its fireball skills in front of me, large fireballs, small fireballs, flame floating, etc., and once almost scorched my body, making it almost fall from the sky.

I could only hide in the corner and watch all kinds of magic fly in the sky.

Walter and Phoenix are always at odds, and whenever Phoenix shows off the new magic that the man has written, Walter always goes up to teach Phoenix a lesson. Then the whole room was filled with water vapor, and neither of them could help the other.

I have to thank Alpha for being a good companion, and whenever Phoenix and Walter clashed, Alpha would always use an arcane shield to protect me, a companion who couldn't do magic.

I'll admit that I had a crush on Alpha, but I was disappointed, and I began to expect that man to write some kind of magic on me, as I watched the magic flying in the sky.

The man came to the room once, cleaned up the room that Walter and Phoenix had messed up, and lectured them in a ferocious tone for the first time. I secretly rejoiced, wishing that man could throw Phoenix away, it was always bullying me.

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I felt like it had been a long, long time, and Phoenix was covered in words, and more than once it spread its body, showing off, and sarcastically mocking my blank appearance.

I've learned to ignore it, and I've found that the more I take care of Phoenix, the more Phoenix doesn't close its body, and the unfolded body is not afraid of crumpling.

Alfa spoke less and less, and every time I said three or four sentences, it replied with a um, but whenever Phoenix went berserk, Orfa still protected me, maybe it was just embarrassed to talk to me.

McGee was a mute, and if it hadn't been for the last time I saw him talking to that guy, I really suspected that there was a non-verbal guy among these weird companions, but it was okay, McGee never bullied me, except that he didn't speak, and I loved it.

Walter always regarded me as a little brother, and the word "little brother" was told to me by Walter, and according to his words, he couldn't help Phoenix, so he had to gather more strength so that he could completely kill Phoenix. However, after more than a thousand days and nights, his little brother is still only me, and I seem to have a little brother, I don't know what it would be like to have a little brother.

Phoenix hasn't bothered me since that guy filled Vought, maybe that's the benefit of having a boss? Then I still don't want a little brother, I want to recognize a lot of bosses, and no one dares to bully me.

McGee and Alpha were also covered in words, all of which I couldn't read. This has become Phoenix's bragging rights again, he doesn't bully or laugh at me now, he wants to see me angry, maybe jealous that my name is the same as that person.

And I'm still blank, I really want to learn those words, I really want to engrave magic on my body, I'm also worried about that person, I feel that he is getting angry more and more, it must be Phoenix who made that person angry, is it really going to destroy Phoenix humanely? It's the most angry.

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The man's words became less and less, and I can't remember the last time he said it.

Orfa was gone, and after it was taken out, I never saw it again. I was so anxious that I spoke to the man for the first time and asked where Orfa had gone. The man had been in the room for a rare day, not saying a word, and I was a little worried if I had said something wrong. The man caressed me gently, and I felt better.

For a few days and nights, Alpha still didn't show up, Phoenix stopped fighting with Walter, and didn't even like to talk anymore, I miss the noisy Phoenix a little, and I still believe that Alpha will come back, and I'm his friend, although he never agreed.

Phoenix and Walter were gone, and for the first time I saw the man smash a magic lamp that never went out. I'm even more scared, I miss Orfa, it's always going to protect me. The pattern of the mask on the man's face became more and more terrifying, and I couldn't muster up the courage to look at it, maybe it would be a good thing to take me away.

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On this day, McGee and I were put in front of the man. His hand hesitated to choose whom, and I didn't dare to look at him, his mask actually pressed a curved beak, like a bird's beak. I prayed silently, I didn't know who to pray, maybe there was a god of books in the world!

For thousands of days and nights, I knew a lot of things, the outside world was much bigger than the room, like the difference between a drop of water and the sea, I wanted someone to take me to see the sea, when Walter described the sea, its tone was full of yearning; As usual, Phoenix dismissed Walter's words, saying that volcanoes are the best, that the spectacle of volcanic eruptions is the most beautiful thing in the world, and that if you have the chance, Phoenix must go to the underground center, because it is the hottest place in the world.

I wanted to see both the sea and the volcanic eruptions, but I didn't dare to go to the center of the earth, because the flames of Phoenix could scorch me, and if the temperature in the center of the earth was very high, I might be burned.

But what I'm most thankful for McGee is that Alpha hasn't been back for a long time, I've become embarrassed, and Walter and Phoenix aren't in good spirits. McGee took me to experience the feeling of flying for the first time, it held me, gathered magic under me, that afternoon was the best time I ever realized it, it turned out that flying was so refreshing, and the wind swept through the body very comfortable.

Only once, I never experienced it again, and McGee, like Phoenix and Walter, was silent until Phoenix and they were taken out.

I knew everyone wanted to be around the man, though I hadn't said it, but I could feel their joy as the man wrote on them and held them lightly.

The man was still hesitating, and I mustered up all my strength, looking at the man's mask, and I was going to tell him, take me out, McGee is a great companion, and I hope you can spend more time with him.

I tried to spread my body to get the person's attention. But I don't know any magic, and it takes me a long time to move a short distance. I was a little anxious, the man still didn't notice my outstretched body, it might take two days and nights to move to his hand, I was going to scream, maybe this was the last time he heard my voice, I didn't need to be afraid of anything.

"Don't hesitate, isn't our presence here for this moment?"

I can tell that this voice is much more beautiful than mine, which makes me even more embarrassed to speak.

Looking at the hesitant man, the voice said, "Choose me, you shouldn't hesitate." ”

The man let out a long sigh, "McGee, you know, I can't help it..."

Unspeakable exhaustion, I felt a little sorry for that person, the outside world seemed to be like an abyssal mouth, and I began to be afraid to go out, afraid that I would be swallowed by the outside world.

But I have to thank McGee, it feels so good to be in the sky. I plucked up the courage and was ready to tell that person to choose my Book of Rubick.

"It's okay, you know, our heart for you, I'm sure it's going to grow really well."

Before I could say anything, McGee flew into the man's hand, and without waiting for the man to respond, she closed her body and said nothing.

The man didn't say anything more, put me back where I had been, and went out with McGee. I never imagined that one day I would regret not being able to say thank you to McGee.

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I didn't wait for the man to come back, and a thousand days and nights went by like this, and I didn't see anything moving.

I started to get bored and started thinking about the meaning of my existence.

Just like the sunlight and moonlight shining through the window every day, is the meaning of my existence the same?

I started to be happy that the sun was shining, and I slowly moved my body towards where the sun could reach.

When I fell off the shelf, I was terrified, I almost thought I was going to be broken, it was completely different from the feeling of McGee flying me into the sky, I was sure that if I fell higher, I would be scared to death.

After the fall, my body was not damaged at all, maybe it was baked too much by Phoenix, and this impact did not hurt me.

I crawled slowly, occasionally I wanted to give up, I was really slow, I had to slowly turn the corner of my book, little by little, but looking at the position of the sun I still lifted my spirits and moved towards the goal.

The first time I came into contact with the sun, I felt warm, not like the Phoenix flame that burned me painfully, I felt the sun embracing me, I longed for the outside world for the first time, so that I could be closer to the sun.

I hate clouds, I hate rain, clouds and rain take away one of my few daily hobbies - sunbathing, and although it is comfortable to shine in the moonlight, I still prefer the sun.

I waited slowly for the sunlight to appear, and after waiting for a long time, it made me wonder if the sunlight was gone, and I could feel that it was not normal.

After not sunbathing, I became a little agitated and gave up my position under the window, there was always lightning streaking through the window, I was far away from the place, and there was no sunlight to shine on anyway.

I began to try to speak to my companions who were lying quietly on the shelf, and I said word by word, I was afraid that they would not understand me, and that my voice was not as good as that of McGee. However, they just lay down, and none of them paid attention to me, and I still didn't give up, and I felt that they were like McGee, always not talking, and maybe one day they would make nice noises.

I don't know how long I've been talking to myself, I'm feeling tired, I'm asleep, I don't know how long I've not slept, it's gone as soon as it's dark.

When I woke up again, my body was opened, and the man was holding the quill and writing something on me.

"The Book of Rubick, named after my Rubick, is the record of my Rubick's magic."

As I spoke, I wrote, and the words were written, and the words disappeared into my body.