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Chapter 2

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There are many ways to live one's life.

Some people were proud of themselves.

Some people were trembling with fear.

Some people had bright futures.

Some people are troubled and bitter.

But for a child who was only two years old, none of this could be achieved.

Then, how should one describe this child's way of life?

Treading on thin ice?

Terrified?

At least, in the eyes of outsiders, this was how the child should be living.

Of course, a two-year-old child would never be able to understand the helplessness and suffering of life no matter what.

Therefore, even if fate was really unfair to him and made him live in such a way, this child should not be able to understand it.

However, at this very moment, this child truly "understood" all of this.

The chaotic aura was not because of physical exhaustion.

The blurring of consciousness was not due to the withering of the spirit.

Everything inside was gradually moving towards dislocation.

All methods were not enough to maintain this existence that was about to disappear, and they could not even bring the slightest bit of comfort.

That was all the child could feel.

So, he knew.

He was already preparing for the true meaning of the word — "End".

However, the child did not have any feelings about it.

There was no other way.

Long before this, the boy already knew that this day would come sooner or later.

However, this day came a little too quickly.

According to the results shown by the most advanced calculation device, it should have taken about ten years for the process to "stop".

In other words, welcoming his own destiny on this day was not part of the 'plan'.

However, what difference did it make?

"In any case, there's no difference between arriving early or late."

Perhaps, if it was an ordinary person, having an extra ten years of time would definitely create many beautiful memories.

Humans were like this. Even if they knew that they would one day walk into the grave, they would still try their best to live just so that they could leave more footprints and meaning in this world.

If he was an ordinary person, he would definitely complain about the unfairness of fate. How could someone rob him of his precious ten years? He might even roar at God and curse at God.

However, even this was just a luxury.

"Even if we have another ten years, nothing will be left behind."

This wasn't because of any complicated reasons, but because he simply couldn't move.

Like an old man at the end of his tether, the boy's body could not support him to carry out activities no different from a normal person.

Because of this, it was no exaggeration to say that even if the boy had another ten years, he would only be able to lie in bed, unable to take a step out into the outside world.

Even if it was a small step, it was still the same.

If that's the case …

"Then why are we still wasting time?"

It was not because of self-pity, nor was it because he had given up on himself. The boy simply came to the conclusion that he did not want to continue like this.

Therefore, at this very moment, the boy welcomed the ending that should have belonged to him without any distracting thoughts.

The movement of the world.

Time passed by.

He was perplexed.

Anxious.

Fear.

All of this had nothing to do with the boy anymore.

All he could feel was himself and his body that was gradually collapsing.

Gradually, even this understanding started to drift further and further away.

Based on time, the boy's bodily functions would stop in a few seconds.

In other words, he would die.

No, it should be called a premature death.

This was the boy's fate.

Logically speaking, a fate that shouldn't be known by a two-year-old child.

A method that could save this fate did not exist in the modern era.

Unless … it was a 'miracle'.

But would such a thing exist in the modern era?

The boy thought.

At this very second, the boy did not think of it at all.

At the very next moment, he got what he wanted.

"If this is what you lack, since God won't give it to you, then let me give it to you."

When such a voice was heard, the boy's spirit that was about to dry up couldn't help but be stunned.

Because this voice didn't just directly enter the boy's fading consciousness, it could even be said that it entered the depths of his soul and was recognized by him.

It was a voice that carried a calm, detached, and could even be said to have no emotions that a human should have.

Hearing this voice, the boy could only be stunned. He didn't even have the spare energy to understand what was going on.

Although the boy was only two years old and inconceivably understood everything that he was facing, the boy only had "knowledge" at best, he didn't have "experience".

Therefore, the boy's weak consciousness that was getting further and further away could only ask a question.

"Who are you?"

This was the only thought that the boy had.

And the other person also answered.

And it was no longer the calm, detached, and without any emotions that a human should have.

"Me?"

After a while, the other party replied in an extremely complicated tone.

"I am just a" human "."

To the boy, the existence that was like a God didn't just call itself a "human", it even gave the boy a sentence.

"I hope that you can continue to live as an ordinary human."

This was the last sentence that the other person left to the boy.

At the same time, it was also a sentence that came from the bottom of the heart.

This sentence would accompany the boy for the rest of his life.

Of course, the voice of the owner of this sentence would also greatly affect the boy's future fate.

The boy didn't know all this, he didn't even have the right to reject it.

Now, the boy only knew one thing.

And that was …

"I … can live …?"

This question received a silent answer.

"— — — — — —"

A bright and dazzling light suddenly lit up the boy's entire world.

"Ah ah …"

Looking at the light, the boy screamed.

It was a sound that could only be made when he was touched to the extreme.

His instincts had already understood it one step ahead.

That ray of light would save him.

Thinking of this, the boy seemed to want to reach out to the light and immerse his consciousness in it.

And in the end, the boy saw one thing.

A ring that was floating in the light, as dazzling as the light itself, but it looked extremely simple, mysterious, and even tempting.

At this point, the boy could finally continue to live as a human and obtain a new life.

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