Ever since I opened my eyes in this world, I have been greeted by the morning sun of the grassland with the chirping of songbirds and the home of lions full of life. However, in the very center of this lion home, stands an incomparable tree.

My father, a brave and muscular lion king, used to whisper to me, "Son, you know, this tree hasn't been with us for many years. It was on a stormy night, with a thunderclap, the unpredictable light illuminated the whole grassland, and then it appeared in front of me like a magical dream."

My mother, a gentle and broad-hearted lion queen, always licked my mane lovingly every night when the moon rose, and whispered, "Even the mightiest lion is sometimes vulnerable, and even we are afraid of the natural wind and rain. But this big tree is like a guardian saint given to us by God, becoming our umbrella against the wind and rain and the scorching sun."

This amazing tree, with its deep roots, is firmly rooted in the ground, as if to show great tenacity and courage. The lush canopy of the trees, like a huge umbrella, blocks the scorching sun and cools our hot bodies. Whenever the lions rest, this big tree will always shield us from the fierce wind and rain with its magnificent body, and try its best to protect us.

And when the lions celebrate a good harvest or the birth of a new life, the tree becomes a witness to our joy. The lion's paw mark on the trunk of the tree records the traces of our history; The soft sound of the branches became the melody of our laughter.

So, even though I'm just a newborn lion cub, I know that this tree is our home, our guardian, and the mysterious presence that gives us strength and faith. This is the God-given barrier of our lions, the glory of our lions.

As I grew, the guardian tree seemed to respond to me, its canopy spreading further, its trunk thicker, its foliage thicker, as if providing me with a great paradise. I can chase my brothers under the tree, I can roll and frolic by the tree, and I can even lie down in the shade and take a lazy nap. At that time, the birds in the sky and the fish in the rivers were my friends, and I almost considered myself the king of this world.

However, the good times did not last long, and as I began to examine and become familiar with the world, the traditional culture of the lions showed me a cold side. The ritual of the exorcism of the male lion is about to begin, and I, as a young male lion, must undergo this painful baptism, for I may become a challenger to the lion king.

As the sky darkened, and in the starlight of the night, the lion king let out a challenging roar that came from the center of the lions and shook the whole world. My brothers and I began to wander around the lions, and our hearts were filled with fear and unease. We all understand that this tradition means that we will be banished and will lose everything that came before, including the towering tree from which we grew.

I didn't resist because I knew it was the rule, and I had to leave the lions silently and wander outside. I walked among the grasslands, looking into the distance, and my heart was full of homesick melancholy. Whenever I see the outline of a towering tree in the distance, I can tell if it is the tree that accompanied me as I grew up.

Now, I no longer have the confidence to play, I no longer have the courage to chase, I'm just a wanderer, facing the barren world alone. However, I always remember the tree that once sheltered me from growing up and gave me a happy childhood. Hopefully, one day, I can return to its shelter and enjoy the warmth of our lions.

My brothers and I resolutely decided that we would build a new community on the other side of the grassland, away from the sphere of influence of the original lions. However, just as life always has its ups and downs, just as we are hopefully starting a new life, an unexpected turn of events plunges our predicament into a new round of chaos.

It's like a nightmare in a dream, and the appearance of the ability changes everything. The once peaceful grassland has become a turbulent battlefield. The originally weak animals seem to be endowed with mysterious powers, they can spew scorching flames, can emit shining electric light, and even condense amazing magical powers out of thin air, holding the power of nature in their hands and wielding it at will.

We, as the overlords of the grassland, were under this unpredictable change overnight

From the king to the trapped beast. We, who were not endowed with powers, began to tremble before the feeble Lamb. We can only run towards the empty wilderness, and with fear and despair, we begin an endless wandering.

One day, at dawn, while my brothers and I were hunting for food, a sheep suddenly stood up, spewed a blazing flame from its mouth, and swooped down on us. At this moment, the sky seemed to be dyed red, and the grass around us quickly burned in flames. The smoke was thick and the choking heat was so hot that we fled in all directions.

And that's just the beginning, the former prey is now our hunter. Once, I was about to sneak up on a fawn, hoping to capture it for food, but just as I was about to touch it, the fawn suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second it appeared behind me, its horns emitting a strong electric light, and it came at me. The pain of that electric shock, I will never forget.

We've tried to communicate with carnivores with their abilities in the hope of living together peacefully, but the rules of this world have long since changed. The laws of survival have become harsher, and the creatures with abilities seem to have a sense of superiority, they see themselves as the new rulers, and we, the creatures without abilities, are just their playthings.

The night is like a lacquer bottle overturning, covering our world. When night falls, the moonlit grassland becomes a source of confusion and despair. The barrenness and dead silence filled our walk with fear, as if every step was on the edge of the abyss.

Under the siege of the supernatural animals, my brothers fell one by one. Their departure made me feel like a knife and lonely. My life also fell into despair, and I began to wander, stealing carrion left over from other animals, and struggling to get by. Hunger, cold, and loneliness have become my companions every day.

However, just as I was about to give up, a miracle happened. I stumbled upon the fact that when I ate a hare with fire, I was able to shoot fire. It turned out that I could devour the abilities of animals, and that discovery rekindled my hope.

With this ability, I gradually gained a foothold in the grassland. I hunted the animals on my own, and by devouring them for more abilities, I became more and more powerful. I had abilities that I could only envy before, breathing fire, lightning, and even teleporting like that fawn. I became the king of the grassland, and I no longer had to worry about being bullied by any animal.

However, the truth behind the source of it all, the supernatural ability, has always haunted me. Why do animals suddenly have abilities? Why is it that only I can get other animals by eating their abilities?

In the process of exploring, I gradually discovered a mysterious phenomenon, that is, the closer we get to the towering trees where we once lived, the more powerful the animals' abilities become. I began to wonder if the transformation of the world had something to do with that big tree.

I decided to look into the matter. On the path of exploration in the unknown, I may encounter danger and I may find myself in trouble again, but I am willing to find answers. Because that tree is not only the place where I grew up, but also the last hope in my heart.

As I set out on my quest for the truth, the grasslands, jungles, and even rivers I passed through were fraught with danger. Every creature, big or small, has powerful abilities, and they don't hesitate to attack me. However, I didn't back down, and I chose to face it bravely.

As I moved forward, I realized that the closer I got to the towering tree, the stronger the animal abilities around me, which made my journey even harder. However, I didn't give up because I knew the truth was ahead.

I defeated enemies in my path, devouring their bodies and abilities, and I grew stronger. Their power has become the driving force for me to explore the truth. Even though there are many difficulties ahead, I persevere, not for anything, but for the sake of sabotage and explore the origin of the destruction of my life.

Finally, the towering tree that once guarded my growth appeared in front of my eyes again. I was anxiously searching for my family, but the scene in front of me made my heart twist. My beloved family, they may not remember me anymore.

I tried to get close to them, but when they saw me, they were only strange and wary, and even went straight to chase them

Chase me. Every time they attacked, it hurt my heart. I couldn't do anything to them, I had to dodge and be one of the expelled members again.

I walked in the shade of the trees, dodging their attacks, and at the same time my heart was in great pain. It was the darkest moment of my life, my former family, who didn't know me anymore, and I didn't know how to deal with them. I began to wonder if I should move on, maybe the truth didn't bring the answers I wanted, maybe the truth only hurt more.

However, no matter what, I can't give up, I've come here, I've returned to where I want to live the most, I've found the home of my dreams, I think, there's always a way for us to talk without hands, so that I can go home without fighting.

And soon, I found that way.

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