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What is this book about?

It is written: gorgeous and elegant palaces and eerie castles, dilapidated streets and elven forests, nurturing countless living seas and endless fighting power. I wanted to write about elegant and corrupt aristocrats and glamorous courtesans, haughty kings and lowly pariahs, fanatical cultists and paranoid heretics, knights in beautiful armor and magicians in hooded robes, holy angels and seductive witches, singers and vagabonds, kind girls and perverted killers, realists and idealists...... I write about mediocre beings and gods on high.

These are my children, my wealth, the externalization of my soul.

If you've seen this, then I'm grateful for putting up with the massive tedious chapters of these tens of thousands of words earlier in this book, and thank you for your time. Yes, I don't brush up fans, I don't ask for votes, I just want to hear objective evaluations, I respect every reader who reads books carefully, the time you pay for my book is the best reward for me to write a book, if you have any ideas, you can leave your criticism, I will read it seriously.

Every author who writes a book at the beginning has an ambition to become a great god, however, I have planted an even greater ambition in this book.

From the beginning to the present, I have been slowly cultivating stream after stream, carefully controlling the direction of the flow, hoping that one day, these small streams, which flow in both light and hidden directions, will converge into a vibrant river and eventually flow into the sea.

I'm constructing a fantasy world in my mind.

It's been what I've been looking for.

In that incomparably beautiful world, the gods overlook all beings, spring is warm and autumn is cool, ice and snow are frozen on the top of Shangri Snow Peak, the wind blows down the Hulun grassland, and the white-fronted geese flying south flutter their heavy wings and sweep across the Red River, bringing the news of winter to the elves of the Dream Forest. The black-horned antelope snorts in the field, foraging for food, and is always on the lookout for predators. Walking through the wilderness, leaving the ocean of everything, you go to see the magnificent human city, the bustling neighborhoods, the high and low buildings, the people of different clothes and professions coming and going, each with their own agenda, with a different story behind it, and these stories come together to become history. The castle is inhabited by princes, the forests are inhabited by elves, and the giant whale beasts of the ocean raise their huge tail wings. Wandering swordsmen fall in love with good dancing girls, devout priests bow down to earthly gods, orcs fight for their realms every year, and arcanists travel the nations in search of the truth in their hearts...... On every night when the moon illuminates the lattice, the mother will tell the children about the greatness of the goddess of light, the deeds of the holy witch Asri who slain the dragon, and the beautiful mermaids of the deep sea.

Maybe many years later, a teenager with gray hair blown by the wind will become a story in their mouths and sing it everywhere.

I have also hesitated that in this age when poetry is dead, the distance seems to have become an unreachable dream.

Baudelaire's phrase, "Can anyone tell me if bright flowers can bloom in such a barren field?" made it difficult for me to respond.

Now, I would like to answer.

Give the soil and the sun, leave a little time and wait, and the flowers will eventually bloom.

I write, and I am God.

I said, there must be light, there must be life, there must be this incomparably wonderful world.

I have a long story to tell, I am trying to build a magnificent world, for every grass and tree, every brick and tile in this world, I will write it down carefully, as long as there are readers to read it, just for that incomparably beautiful world.

This journey to the other world has actually just begun, do you want to come together?

Boy, let's go on an adventure in the other world.

Let's go to the ocean where mermaids exist.

It's time to go.