"Our original world was water. As soon as she walked into the secret passage, she saw this line on the rock wall beside her. She soon realized what this meant, and that when all witches were young, as long as she had been raised by her kindred, then she would know something like a myth that had some unknown meaning. But at that time, no one would answer the question of what the young witch meant by such a strange statement. So Kiri didn't care, and continued to walk down the corridor towards the depths.

"The world of water was quickly abandoned by us, and because we noticed it, we moved to the second world as a whole clan. A slightly lighter line appears a few steps away from the first line. When Qili saw this line, she instinctively put her finger on top of the words. Almost at the same time, a mixture of fear, remorse, eagerness, and anxiety flowed into the witch's body as the words flowed into the witch's body, and the frightened Kiri immediately withdrew her fingers. Those emotions disappeared. The witch frowned and took two steps forward.

"The second world we reach is numbers. Sure enough, the third line appeared on the rock wall, but the font of this line was much more rigid than the first two lines. It looks like it's some kind of standard device rather than artificially made. Qili hesitated for a moment, carefully stretched out her finger, and the moment her finger touched the words, the whole world changed. In her eyes, the rock in front of her had lost its color and appearance, leaving only a dizzyingly detailed outline and a large number of strange text-like things. Not only that, but Qili looked down at her other hand and found that the same phenomenon was also happening to her. The witch doesn't like this novel vision, it makes the world seem too boring.

"The world of numbers is safe, but it is not suitable for us to live, after all, we are born from water. So, we find the third world. I don't know what's going on, but when Qili saw this line of text, she naturally felt a sense of identity. I don't know what kind of time and space the so-called world of numbers is, but it's good to be able to stay away from the strange phenomena I just experienced. So the witch tentatively made this one of her favorites.

"The foundation of the third world is matter. Rich and colorful, we are very satisfied. When the witch saw the word satisfaction, she immediately became interested, and she curiously put her palm on this text, and a beautiful world immediately appeared in front of her eyes, rocks, grasslands, flowing water, and towering and unknown giant trees sprinkled warm light from the gaps in the branches and leaves. It's as beautiful as the kingdom of God preached in the religions that worship the gods. Just seeing these scenes, Qili's mood improved, and she began to hum a familiar ballad.

Gradually, Qili's singing stopped. At first she thought it was her own delusion, but soon it became clear that it was a real feeling. Her vision wanders through this space known as the Third World, and while feeling the beauty of this place, she perceives something else. Something is missing here, hard to say, but definitely quite important. With this doubt, Qili closed her eyes and rubbed her fingers against the words and walked forward. "The material world, it's good. But we are not strong enough to be its inhabitants. We want to pursue something else, something more unique, something that gives us value. ”

"The fourth world is existence. Pure existence. After seeing the Fourth World, Qili hesitated for a moment, but put her hand up. So all her senses were gone, completely gone. She can no longer perceive the outer world, but she can clearly perceive the inside, her own interior. She saw something grand and indescribable connecting herself with everything else, something that transcended the appearance of the hardness of the colors they exhibited. It's a wonderful feeling, but it can quickly become lonely. The world is harmonious, but it is also lonely, and the consequence of being too close to the essence is that all things are no longer changing, there is no vitality.

"The Fourth World has given us unimaginable wisdom, and it has become a combination of some kind of gift and curse, integrated into the bodies and possible souls of all races. This was discovered later. Words poured out in the witches' ears through their fingertips, describing the changes this lonely world had brought to them. "Not all people are adapted to the Fourth World, and some have offered to go back to the Third World, and we agreed. But they came back very quickly, at least soon for us in the Fourth World, and they brought the news that what was found in the First World never gave up chasing us. He has arrived in the Third World, we have to move again, and we are running out of time. ”

The anxiety she felt when she fled from the First World hit again, but Qili felt something from this anxiety that she hadn't had before, a feeling of exhaustion. Even if it was only through the few words she left behind, she could understand how long it took for the people in these words to find a place to accept them. And she comes to realize that this may not be the case with the fairy tales that seemed nonsensical in her childhood, and that the protagonists are their own group, now known as witches.

The corridor is coming to an end. There was only one line left on the wall, and Qili came to this last line of writing with a little trepidation and anticipation. The words on it made her unusually familiar, and it was only then that she suddenly realized that none of the previous words were written in the language she knew, but she inexplicably recognized them all. "Now, we're in the Fifth World. It's like a direct mix of the third and fourth, and it wasn't until we came here that we had the ability to put into words what we had experienced. But we know what we're chasing behind us, and we don't know when we're going to leave this plane. So we call ourselves travelers, just to remind ourselves that we can't stop. ”

"Traveler is an old name. Now, we are witches. Kiri laughed a little disdainfully, took her finger off the rock wall, and turned and pushed open the door at the end of the secret passage. It's not that she can't understand why Kuyla would engrave these words that record the history of the witch race, and combined with the fact that the latter did not hesitate to make a deal with a demon or even an even more evil being in the kingdom of the blue lion in exchange for something, this sense of urgency to be chased was always urging Kuyla to gain more power to guard against the thing that never let the witches go.

But what does this have to do with Kiri? The witch had a madness that didn't belong to Coira, but she hadn't been instilled with that kind of pressure. Kiri doesn't think it's a mistake on the part of the older witches. This must have come from the will of the Great Witch, and it is clear that in this so-called Fifth World, witches will meet their fate. That's enough.