Tick, tick, tick...... The sound of the water ringing in his ears. It was pitch black. I can't see the direction, I can't see my hand when I stretch out my hand, and I can't see my palm.

The boy walked on foot, one step at a time, each step as if breaking through the fog. He tried to close his eyes, and then opened them again, and there was no difference between opening and closing.

It was still sticky darkness and the sound of water in my ears. He seemed to be walking in the water, but he didn't feel any of the water's touch, it was all from his ears.

With every step he took, the sound reached his ears intermittently. He felt like he had come a long way.

But he felt like he was always wandering in one place, and how he wanted to stop and rest. But the ground under his feet gave him a sense of unreality.

It's as if you stop and fall into an endless abyss. Gradually, a faint, vague glow flickered in the distance.

It was as if he had found his way, and he groped his way in that direction. The light was getting closer and closer, and the boy reached out his hand, closing the distance between him and the light little by little.

Finally he pierced into the light, and a gentle feeling engulfed it in that instant. After the light, it was still dark, but it was not the same as before.

There seemed to be a red light shining from above. He looked up. In that moment, he saw a blood-red crystal.

It is of the cross type. Standing proudly and lonely.

"Little one, do you want to know my story? …… Then just listen patiently to my end. ”

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