Feather...

Feathers falling from the sky...

Suspended in bubbles, feathers falling from the sky...

Covered and shrouded in a white halo, suspended in bubbles, feathers falling from the sky...

What appeared in front of the boy's eyes was such a scene...

And this scene is also the first scene in the mind of a newborn teenager who only looks like he is about eleven or twelve years old in the real sense after opening his eyes and truly possessing his own will and consciousness...

The qiē in front of me is all white...

The feathers that scattered the halo and were suspended in the bubbles were even more pure white...

It's a world of nothing

Yes, just a piece of white enough to stab people's eyes, and that piece of white feathers floating under the bubbles, wandering back and forth in this white world...

Looking at such an incredible scene, the young man seemed to have lost his mind, letting the jet-black and refined short flutter with the wind, opening a pair of dark eyes as deep as the stars, looking at the feathers falling from the sky, feeling as if he was in amniotic fluid, in the arms of his mother, his heart was unusually warm and peaceful.

However, this feeling did not last long, and the next moment, another scene presented in front of the young man's eyes made his heart tremble.

Still suspended in bubbles, feathers falling from the sky...

However, this time, these feathers that fell from the sky and were suspended in the bubbles not only lost their brilliant white halo, but also seemed to have been deliberately broken, turning into fragmented pieces, which looked so gloomy...

Looking at these feathers that were shattered, lost their brilliant halo, and gradually fell from the sky of this white world, the feelings that emerged in the young man's heart were very complicated.

Lose? …

Wrath? …

Sad? …

Unwilling? …

Probably both.

But there is only one kind of affection that has emerged the most -- distress.

Following all kinds of feelings in his heart, the boy almost instantaneously had a faint feeling.

The birth of oneself, it seems, is to restore the form and light of these feathers that have made their hearts ache, fragmented, and dull...

So, the boy involuntarily stretched out his hand towards the nearest piece of broken feathers that were about to fall down in the sky, and were about to come in front of him...

"White Dream"... Right here... Interrupted...

……

“――――！”

As if awakened from a nightmare, the boy opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up like a taut spring that had suddenly loosened.

"Whew... Whew..."

Breathing slightly rapidly, the young man covered his head with one hand, his dark and deep pupils swayed uncontrollably, and there was a loss of consciousness in it that was still immersed in the "white dream" just now, but more of it was dazed.

With a melancholy expression, the boy, who was about eleven or twelve years old, raised his head, and with his blank eyes, cast his gaze forward, and looked around.

This is woodland that does not know where.

All the boy could see were trees of all sizes and a clearing sprinkled with fallen leaves.

At this time, the green or yellow fallen leaves were still falling from the trees, some continued to sprinkle on the ground, and some were driven by the wind, drifting to the direction of the young man who was only wrapped in a cloth and sitting on the ground, with a blank face, so that the young man suddenly seemed to see the feathers falling from the sky again, and almost immersed himself in the "white dream" again.

However, reality is undoubtedly harsher than dreams.

Not as beautiful and incredible as in the "White Dream", this woodland that can only give people an ordinary feeling, but when the boy cast his eyes around the grass not far away, the boy's nascent head really shook and went blank.

"Roar..."

The suppressed roar echoed one after another in the clearing sprinkled with fallen leaves.

"Sand... Sand..."

As if rubbing against something, the sound of deliberately slowing down footsteps also sounded.

It didn't take long for huge black shadows to emerge from the grass in all directions of the open space where the boy was, and then slowly appeared in the young man's eyes.

It was a terrifying creature that was more than two meters tall, on all fours, with a green light in its eyes and a violent face.

If the boy had the common sense of a normal person, then he would definitely know that these terrifying creatures that are more than two meters tall are the same wolves that are constantly bred.

"Roar..."

With a low roar suppressed in his throat, dark and terrifying wolves appeared from the forest, with miserable green beast eyes, staring at the boy sitting in the clearing, and surrounded him step by step.

“――――！” Sitting on the ground, the pupils of the young man who was only wrapped in a cloth on his body couldn't help but dilate, his head was buzzing, his heart was beating sharply, and all the muscles in his body were tense in an instant, and even his throat felt hot.

Even though he didn't know what these creatures were, the boy sensed danger from the violent and ferocious eyes of the other party.

The buzzing head is telling the boy to flee!

The heart beating sharply is telling the boy to flee!

The dry throat is also telling the boy to escape!

Even, it seems that there are voices that only teenagers can hear in all directions, constantly shouting at the teenager - escape!

Escape! Escape! Escape!

But the boy knew that he had to escape, but his limbs seemed to be against him, and the thing called "strength" was gradually losing as the huge terrifying creatures approached.

Although he looks like he is eleven or twelve years old, except for the "white dream", the scene in front of him is all that the boy remembers.

In other words, the boy did not know why he was here, why he was only wrapped in a piece of cloth, and even, if his real age was eleven or twelve, the years and memories of the past eleven or two years did not stay in his mind.

This is a teenager who truly feels like a newborn!

It's a pity that in this moment like a newborn, the young man experienced the first emotion that this world brought him.

It's called Fear!

"Roar!"

Finally, the terrifying creatures that slowly surrounded him seemed to feel that the young man in front of him had given up on survival, no longer suppressed the thing called "appetite" in his heart, and no longer suppressed his roar that lingered deep in his throat.

“――――！”

At this moment, the fear in the young man's heart also exploded.

The burning throat can't make a sound.

Weak limbs can't support the body.

The young man could only open his eyes with dilated pupils, and his head in the buzzing was also frozen at this moment, his heart was cold, looking at the black shadows with a fierce aura that were getting closer and closer and expanding in his field of vision, and let the love called "fear" rush in his body.

Just a moment before the boy was about to die in the wolf's mouth, the "fear" thing that was rushing in the boy's body suddenly brought a different kind of warm current.

"Hum!"

On the body of the young man who was about to be covered by fierce black shadows, an extremely dazzling light suddenly flashed, like a white sun, releasing a strong light without a trace of temperature, enveloping every corner of the scene.

Then, the dazzling glare turned into a substantial impact, centered on the boy's body, and suddenly spread.

"Bang---!"

"Roar!"

With a neat muffled sound, a roar representing death was still released a moment ago, and the black wolves who pounced on the boy let out a roar full of pain, and their huge bodies rebounded from the bright light faster than when they pounced, or smashed on the ground, or smashed between the surrounding trees, whimpered, and fell, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

At this time, the bright light gradually dissipated, and the young man with a panicked face was exposed to the air again.

It was only at this moment that the young man's fear-frozen head began to function again, looking at the huge terrifying creatures that had fainted and were lying all around him, his face was both panicked and dazed.

Obviously, with the young man's newborn head, he couldn't understand what was going on.

Of course, just because a teenager can't understand it doesn't mean that others can't understand it either.

"What a powerful magic..."

This is the first complete language that a teenager has heard since he could remember.

It's just that this complete language, to the ears of the young man, is basically similar to the roar of those huge black wolves, bringing him only panic and fear.

"Don't be afraid... Child..."

As if seeing the panic and fear on the young man's face, the owner of the voice slowed down his voice, making his voice full of peace and love, and then appeared in front of the young man's eyes at the moment when the voice fell.

The young man only felt a flower in front of him, and a figure appeared in his sight.

It was an extremely old man, at least seventy years old, but only a child's height, wearing a gorgeous white trench coat.

The diminutive old man turned his wrinkled eyes to the young man sitting on the ground with a panicked and dazed face, first glanced at him, and then smiled kindly.

"What's your name, kid?"

Name? …

Such an absolutely unfamiliar word got into the ears of the teenager, but the teenager understood it incrediblely.

As a result, the boy slowly spat out the only name that had been in the depths of his soul in the same incredible sense since he had his memory, in a hoarse, immature and unnatural voice.

"No... Ya..."

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