After the course, Yorkham Jones went back to his home with his memory.

It is said to be a home, but it is actually a small lattice of about 8 square meters, with a single bed and a cabinet for clothes.

On the single bed was a small black table with a small sleek silver ball on it.

In the Age of Destruction, everyone lived alone from birth, and they had hardly any family other than a common 'Lord'.

Of course, if you do the math, each of them is also each other's family.

Gently taking off his shoes, taking out a long black strip from the compartment of the wall and biting it a few times, Yorkham Jones sat down at the small black table with a frown.

Looking at the quiet silver ball on the table, Yorkham Jones took a few more bites into the long black strip like plastic, and then said:

"Time. ”

"The year 1174 of the Age of Destruction. ”

After the cute and playful voice falls, the silver ball turns into a very cute girly doll, and if the little Lori is here, she will definitely shout 'Star Sailor Moon Vivian!'

"Sing me a song..."

Looking at everything familiar, Yorkham Jones suddenly whispered a word and lay on his side on the bed.

Then, the cute and crisp children's voice sounded:

"Life is love,

I or you, are one.

Life is an expectation,

I am me and you are you.

Life is the future,

What are you?

What am I?"

Listening to the familiar melody, Yorkham Jones's tense heartstrings finally loosened a little, and then began to think:

"There are three ways to get out:

One: He finds what he wants to see.

Two: Someone broke from the outside.

Three: I also comprehend the power of the heart. ”

After thinking for a while, Yorkham Jones felt his arm tingle, so he changed his body position.

"The most likely way is the first, and my life is also his life, here, he and I are a mirror image of each other, what I can know, he has known for a long time, just follow the original trajectory of life... It's just senior, why do you want to betray?"

Thinking about it, Yorkham Jones looked up with a smile and looked at the dancing girl puppet:

"Thank you, good night. ”

"Good night, it is my greatest luck to be able to accompany you to grow up. ”

The girl doll replied sweetly, and with a wave of her little hand, bursts of colorful light shrouded the entire room, and after a while, the small room turned into a beautiful beach.

...

In the inner world, through the sharing of hearts, the black-clothed bald head also felt all this, and suddenly, a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he began to hum softly the song hummed by the girl puppet before.

"Life is love..."

When the rough and hoarse voice sounded, the black-clothed bald head remembered his former self, remembered the beach in his sleep, and remembered that the wind on the beach was still so cool.

Shima Feng had never seen such a scene, and in her memory, the mentor had always been synonymous with mystery and coldness.

Looking at the tears in the corners of his mentor's eyes, listening to his rough and sad humming, Daofeng's heart also became sour.

"Mentor, what's wrong with you?"

"It's fine, it's just that I haven't been home for a long time. ”

The bald head in black wiped away his tears, and continued to observe all the lives of Yorkham Jones with his heart.

...

In the spiritual world, Yorkham Jones lived every day in an orderly manner, every choice and life, who he knew, who he said to whom, he walked again as before.

Soon, five years had passed.

It was the day that Yorkham Jones was chosen as the 'Destiny Stowaway'.

As soon as he walked into the room, the silver ball that had accompanied him for countless years turned into a girl doll again, but this time the voice that came out became much colder:

"757479, based on your excellent grades, you will be sent to the 'Temple of Destiny. ’”

"Really!"

Yorkham Jones' excitement was even more intense than ever.

In the Age of Destruction, all human beings live for only one mission, and all human beings except the 'Lord' are just a screw to 'change their fate'.

In this era, the best of each era will smuggle fate back into the past, and the rest will serve their group.

"For the glory of mankind!"

In response to Yorkham Jones, there was a loud shout, this sentence was shouted by countless voices, and in a trance, Yorkham Jones saw all the human beings.

Yorkham Jones has lost count of how many times he's heard it.

But every time he heard it, his heart jumped, blood boiled, and Yorkham Jones clenched his fist and slammed it into his chest.

"For the glory of mankind!"

...

In the world, the familiar sound of excitement resounded in his ears, and the bald head in black remembered the day he had been chosen, and he was as excited as Yorkham Jones, and as willing to give everything with his life.

At this moment, the bald head in black only felt dizzy for a while, and when he came back to his senses again, through the sharing of his heart, he saw that Yorkham Jones was already standing at the top of the academy.

And this position is the position of the head of the college.

"No, no, why did he lose a memory!How did he become the head of the academy? According to normal logic, if he was the head of the academy, then he would at least appear as the 'queen'..."

"What the hell is he hiding!"

Countless waves welled up in his heart, and the black-clad bald head once again controlled Yorkham Jones's mind and returned to the past.

Once...

Twice...

Three times...

After watching it countless times, all the results were still the same, and every time Yorkham Jones was chosen as the 'Destiny Stowaway', the memory would instantly jump to when Yorkham Jones became the head of the college.

"He's definitely hiding something very important... What should I do? just kill him just in case, or report to 'Mr. Zero'..."

When the bald head in black hesitated to judge, a burst of rose fragrance suddenly came to his nose.

"The betrayal of the Night Faith, the Night Watch of Jonsen City, 'de Red Lotus Funka', condemns you to death. ”

The crisp girl's voice came from all directions, and as soon as it reached the ear, a crimson bullet pierced through the darkness.

As the bullet moved forward, a crimson rose suddenly bloomed in the darkness around it.

On the path paved with rose petals, de Red Lotus Funka walked slowly with a smile.

Today she is dressed very beautifully, wearing a red tunic on her upper body, a black pleated skirt on her lower body, and red knee-length socks on her lower body, and a skirt embroidered with petals that resemble blood, which seems to flow in the night, and her delicate little feet are wearing small black and purple leather shoes with a red hood, which looks like a dark Gothic Little Red Riding Hood.

At the same time, Yorkham Jones in the spiritual world also smelled the fragrance of roses, and slowly, the blood-colored gray sky that originally looked like the end of the world suddenly became beautiful.

Crimson roses slowly spread across the sky, and then, a girl's voice appeared in his ears.

"My friend of light, aren't you awake yet?"