Extra: When the Flowers Fall (1)
"I have come to a special place, a special place, not to come to see you, you, or you, but to kindle a flame of my own, on the common flame of those of you who live a whole, indivisible, carefree life. —Woolf
I am Sang Wushi, one of the Seven Brakes of the Demon Realm Futu Palace, and I am a terrifying big devil. I have seen countless red dust love, the ugliness of the world, good and evil, and I have also stepped on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, looking for fireworks in thousands of worlds, but I don't know who I am, and I don't know what the reason for the existence of the sky has given me in the world.
God seems to point the way to most people in this world, they have family, friends, lovers, and love and hatred that are constantly sorted out and messed up in the world. Even if those things are more or less disgusting, unwanted, and bound, they are at least proof of their existence.
And I, nothing.
I'm a monster, immortal, but I don't know what it means to be alive.
But I never thought about maybe I had so-called parents, something that didn't exist in the first place, so why bother thinking about it.
Since I didn't see him when I was born, it will be too late to see him later.
I have always been alone, silent for a thousand years, and lonely for a thousand years.
I have experienced countless lives and deaths, and I have had countless lonely yellow springs, but I have not died once.
Yes, I am born to be miserable, and I cannot die, but what can I do but live and live alone?
The first half of my life, spent in endless drifting and hunting, I was a monster that everyone got rid of, I don't know, why all this is like this, I just want to live, it's just that. The appearance of the tribe that took pleasure in killing people seemed to have finally saved me from wandering in the boundless, and I thought that the pain of the former bone-eating wandering would be far away from me, and I was a real family person.
I remember the first thing the tribal leader said to me was, "Keep her, she'll be our best family." ”
No one knows how happy and shocked I was. I've seen too many things distractions, but I don't have a home of my own. So I was really happy at that time, and I threw myself into that "home" and did my best to do my part. And they were like a qualified family member, teaching me how to control how to use my spiritual power, and it was then that I realized that I was not useless. So even though I became a tool for killing, one by one, piece by piece, I slowly became numb to it. Even though I was full of pain and pain, the pain of each person was reflected on my body, and it really made me feel painful. But I can't back down, I don't seem to have a way back.
Because, my family, how wanton they laughed in the bloody sky, they seemed so happy, I wanted to blend in with them, so I also had to laugh happily, laugh uncontrollably, even if it hurt so much that it was silent.
But then, the tribe was gone, my family was scattered, and I returned to the dark days that I had had, and what was more, there were more and more people chasing and killing me, and I didn't want to kill them, but I couldn't help them. Because they will make me miserable, and they will make me miserable. No one has ever taught me that I am right and wrong, good and evil, but at that time, I experienced too many ups and downs in the world, and although I didn't want to admit it, I had to admit that I was evil.
But I also wanted to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and wanted to be a so-called good person, but the five worlds that were good at all the sins in the world were not allowed, and the heavens did not allow it, and I became an existence that was not accepted by anyone.
That's when I realized that all the words that the world is always full of hope and love are lies. If you bow your head, someone will step on you to climb up, people have to move forward, no matter what means, only if you run fast enough and walk more firmly, you are strong.
But one day, when I was struggling to survive in the pursuit of thousands of people, I saw him. It was the black that covered my whole world. But it seems to melt into all the most colorful and gorgeous colors in the world. The man had one leg hooked on the branch, his black clothes were leaking to the ground, his body was light, his ink hair was like a waterfall splashing ink in the smoke and rain, I held my breath and forgot the pain. And in the distance, when the man looked back, the eyes that charmed all beings, seemed to penetrate time and space, and looked at me like that. At that time, he seemed to be smiling, his thin lips were casually hooked, and his crazy smile was like a streamer, as if he condensed all the dazzling dazzles in heaven and earth, and amazed my floating life.
Later, I entered the Futu Palace. At that time, I thought that the Futu Palace would be my destination, but after thousands of years of bloody killing, I gradually understood that I was not out of the sea of suffering. It's just a fall from one abyss to another.
But I won't leave the Futu Palace, I do like the chic and comfortable there, and I know that it is my final destination.
And I finally got to see the person who made me willing to sell my soul, it turned out that his name was Chi Shu. I don't judge him well, because he is my master. But I later came to understand that he was a demon.
I once thought that Chi Shu had no heart, he was just a walking corpse in human skin, heartless and lungless. He likes to laugh, absurd, wanton, flamboyant, disdainful, in short, there will be no tranquil and gentle. He likes to watch me fall into the abyss step by step, and he likes to see my stubbornness and the pain of not admitting defeat, but he seems to prefer me who clings to him and pleases him.
So I lived as the villain who would always flatter in the eyes of everyone, I could find out Chi Shu's moody temperament, I could know his joys, sorrows and sorrows at all times, and I did what I expected in his eyes. But in fact, all my welcome is just to find a place that can only accommodate me in the Futu Palace, in the world, to gain a firm foothold and survive. But others don't understand, they just think I'm a villain.
But perhaps, I am a person who lives in hypocrisy and illusion all the time, and I have different faces among different people, and it seems that everything is false. My name was taken at random, my laughter was fake, the nice things I said were fake, and I didn't even dare to reveal my gender. Gradually, I felt like I had lost my original self. Later, when I wanted to be myself again, I didn't know what I was like in the first place.
In my memory, I have existed in Brahma for more than 5,000 years, and in the eyes of everyone in the Futu Palace, I am the lowest human race who has degenerated into a demon, and I am also the kind of "person who cannot be on the stage" in my mouth. But despite this, I don't have much inferiority complex, I always feel that since God has made me exist, it must have the meaning of me in the Five Realms, and I have been pursuing, all the time. I used to wonder why God wouldn't let me die, and then, after thousands of years of being alone, crawling out of hell scarred countless times, I realized, "God won't let you die because you haven't reached the height you deserve." ”
I have smelled the bright cold, the sky of the Futu Palace cannot see the daylight, and the people inside naturally cannot smell the warmth. I am with the cold day and night, and I am one with the darkness. In such an environment, it is undeniable that many times, I am lonely, but I am indeed free, do what I want, I don't have to talk about those rules, I don't have to live in the eyes of the world, there are gains and losses, I admit it.