He awoke in a barren world, where all the wells had dried up and even the sea had receded. The whole earth is broken, and the abyss is not in the world that wants to visit.

"Ah, where is there a sea that can drown. He grumbled sheepishly.

He was at a loss, wandering aimlessly in this silent land, the scorched yellow land, and not a drop of rain was willing to fall on this barren suburb and dry mountains.

He saw a dragon, long dead, its vast body stretched in front of him like a mountain range.

The dragon's once-glittering scales were now dim, blood seeping from his tightly knit teeth and turning into a lake.

He was surrounded by dragons, and who in the world could slay this mighty beast?

Even though the dragon is long dead, there is still a glimpse of his former strength and majesty in his huge body, he is the only king in this world, because of his death, the world withered with it.

Eventually, he learned the cause of the dragon's death----- a sword plunged into his heart, so sharp that even the dragon's rock-solid scales could not prevent him from dying.

He pulled his sword out of the dragon's heart, held it in his hand and examined it carefully, and finally came to a terrifying conclusion: the dragon died by suicide!

The sword is made of the dragon's sharp fangs, so that it can pierce the dragon's scales.

He abandoned the dragon and moved on. There are still many mysteries waiting for him in this world.

He has traversed countless deserts, swamps, and glaciers, but he has never seen any life, a land that even death does not want to be.

He walked and walked, and after a long time, he saw a steep mountain, the mountain was steep and full of solid rocks, and the mist lingered around the waist of the mountain, and it was gray, and the peaks were towering into the clouds, which was daunting.

Fearing the majesty and power of the mountains, he decided to move on around them, but no matter how much he ran, he could not escape the shadow of the mountains.

This is the end of the world, he said firmly.

He looked up at the endless mountain and decided to climb up, "I've been on the ground for too long, it's time to go up." ”

But it was a journey that seemed to have no end, and no matter how much he climbed up, he never saw the top of the mountain through the thick clouds, without a ray of sunlight piercing the dark clouds. He was exhausted by the long climb, his hands were scarred by the steep and sharp rocks, and he was slackened several times and wanted to give up, but a holy, solemn, and solemn voice came down to him, urging him that what you seek, you will find on the top of the mountain.

He regained his courage and continued to go up, up, and up.

After all the hardships, he felt a trace of cold mist, and he stuck out his tongue to swallow the mist, moistening his parched heart and lungs.

It's an arduous journey, it's a world without fire, the flames have been extinguished, and the sun has vanished. He didn't know how long he had climbed, a day, a week, a month, or a year..... But he never managed to pass through the clouds, he was very depressed, could it be that there was no end to this mountain?

The god of gravity, he was serious, solemn, serious, profound, he saw this climber, he turned into a noisy crow, landed in the climber's ear, and exhorted: The mountain is barren, the weeds do not grow, it is a cemetery where death is buried, where there is no flame you seek.

He was confused, but then shook his head and strengthened his conviction, "Even if you pursue nothingness, it is better than not pursuing nothing." ”

The god of gravity departed, and he continued to climb upward.

When he looked up again, he realized that he had passed through the clouds, and he smiled happily and continued to climb upward.

The top of the mountain, just above the clouds.

After a long time, perhaps only one day, or perhaps ten thousand years, his efforts were finally rewarded, and he stepped on a flat land, the top of a high mountain, and the sight before him brought tears to his eyes.

But as the god of gravity had said, it was a desolate, desolate land, and there was nothing on the top of the mountains. But he didn't give up, "though desperate, but better than surrender." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a straight path appeared in front of him, and he was full of joy as he stepped on this narrow path.

There was a campfire at the end of the road, and he sat beside it, letting the flames wash away his weariness. After resting, he continued his journey.

He saw a crown of gold, inlaid with dazzling gems, the only color he had ever seen since he stepped into the world, charming and shining.

He was blinded by the brilliant color of the crown, like a desert traveler who sees an oasis and meets a flame on a cold glacier, and he rushes forward to take the crown with infinite desire, or greed.

But greed blinded him, and beside the crown there was an eagle soaring in a huge circle in the sky, and the eagle saw the greedy man, and flew upon him and pecked him blind, and he lost his light, and there was a poisonous snake wrapped around the crown, and the viper poured venom into his body, which paralyzed his nerves and lost his grip on his body, and the lion, who sat on the side of the crown, took the opportunity to bite his throat, and he died.

The flames enveloped him, and he rose from the campfire, amazed at what had just happened. But then he was furious, and he had come here with all the hardships he had, and no one would allow him to be hindered from taking the crown.

He rushed to fight the lion, the serpent and the eagle, but the lion's claws, the snake's fangs, and the eagle's beak left him in vain.

He had forgotten how many times he had died, the sharp pain had turned to numbness, but greed had grown stronger in his heart, and he had traversed countless swamps and deserts and climbed this towering mountain, how could he give up.

He devised a sinister trick by cutting off the flesh of his arm, which was stained with the dragon's poisonous blood, and the scent of the flesh lured the lion, who ate his flesh and died.

He cut off the lion's fur, put it on himself, approached the crown, and then seduced the viper, telling him that he was willing to share his flesh with him, and that the viper's innate prudence made it look suspiciously at the lion who was unusual, and how could the lion be brave but also arrogant, and how could he share dinner with others.

But greed finally triumphed over the serpent's sanity, and it spitted out the letter and crawled in the direction of the flesh.

The lion has died, the serpent has left the crown, and only the eagle still hovers in the sky.

He used the same words to deceive the eagle, but the eagle was very proud and did not want to compete with the viper and the lion for a scrap.

Seeing that his plan had failed, he decided to take advantage of the eagle's negligence and take the crown, which had always looked into the distance, and the crown had restrained its wings.

He took the crown and ran as hard as he could. When the eagle found that the crown was missing and had been stolen by a shameless thief, it spread its wings in anger and chased after him, and its wings flew thousands of miles, and a glide caught up with him.

The eagle clawed only the edge of the crown, and the two sides tugged at each other for the crown.

He cried out, "You hate this crown so much, why do you fight with me?" ”

The eagle replied, "It is my natural duty, and I carry the weight of the crown as it bathes my wings with its divine radiance. ”

In the tugging, the crown broke in half, and he stumbled and fell into the cliff with half of the crown, disappearing into the fog.

The eagle angrily grabbed the remaining half of the crown and put it back on his throne.

By this time the lion had been resurrected, and the viper had returned halfway through his ruse.

"He took half of the crown. And took away half of my pride, but not the responsibility. The eagle said angrily.

"He learned my cunning, but he didn't take away my wisdom. The snake bowed its head in shame.

"He's more brutal than I am, but not half as brave as I am. "The lion is full of contempt for filthy thieves.

"What's in that half of the crown?" asked the lion.

"Patience and restraint are half virtues. Viper said.

"He stole half of the crown and now has what it takes to be king. The lion said.

"But his crown is mutilated and incomplete, and he is destined to become a tyrant. ”

The god of gravity smiled sinisterly, he won, "Wake up, Julian McCarvey, you will be resurrected from the dead and return to earth. ”