He followed this person, walking all the way.
He didn't know who this person was.
All he knew was that he was very strong.
Indescribably powerful.
The places they passed through seemed to be isolated by a natural barrier, without any hindrance.
He looked at this ravaged world, at a group of people fighting and bleeding, and his heart trembled.
He looked at the person in front of him and asked:
Why not stop it?
He was so powerful that he believed he could stop their fighting.
The person in front of him turned around and glanced at him, but remained silent.
After a long while, he heard him say:
"The outcome is already decided; this is an inevitable process."
Life was taken away, one by one.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"I don't believe in fate."
He walked past him and rushed out.
"you……"
Before he could even take his hand, he saw him walk past him toward the place filled with blood.
"puff."
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
He turned around in surprise, only to find blood streaming down his arm.
He saved him again.
He forced his exhausted body to stay upright, but only he knew that he was at his last gasp.
A trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked up into his eyes and said:
Why did you save me?
He's a demon, and as he said, "his fate is sealed," so why bother saving him...?
But in his eyes was a tenderness he had never seen before.
A hand touched his forehead, and he felt a wave of dizziness. As he fell, he vaguely heard him say:
"If you're going to save someone, then save them. Why make so many excuses..."
...
When he woke up again, he no longer saw that familiar figure.
The war has ended.
Although it has been cleaned up, traces of blood that were left on the ground are still faintly visible.
The red and black hues that solidified and were etched into the stone slab are also etched into his heart.
He knew nothing about what happened after that.
He reverted to his original human form and returned to his original home.
But he discovered that his father had passed away many years ago.
He has no home anymore...
He returned to the place where he first met him.
Just like when he first woke up.
Others told him that the war was over.
Humans and demons were officially distinguished.
From then on, the world was divided into two realms: the human realm and the demon realm. They would not invade each other's territory.
The agreement was made, with a duration of one thousand years.
...
He never saw him again. Some say he died in that great war, for the sake of the agreement between the two worlds...
He refused to believe it and continued to sit on the corner of the street every day, waiting for him.
Wait for him to come to him and say to him:
"Come on, I'll take you home."
He considered him family, he was willing to serve him as Lord, and he only wished to spend the rest of his life with him.
Day after day, year after year.
The boy grew up, but he never saw that person again...
...
"That boy, it must be you..."
Zero looked at Xiao Jiu, who had her head down, and said slowly.
"Um."
Xiao Jiu didn't look up, but groaned.
Zero continued:
"Later, you went to find the Soul Eater, wanting to know the whereabouts of the person you had been waiting for, and that's when you met me..."
Zero didn't know whether she should tell him or not, as she had no recollection of what he had said.
Xiao Jiu suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling like stars.
"Yes, you're the person I've been looking for."
Zero looked at him apologetically, unwilling to spoil his waiting.
"But I don't have those memories you mentioned..."
Xiao Jiu shook her head, buried her face in Ling's shoulder, and muttered:
"Little Jiu wouldn't mistake you, Master. Little Jiu has waited for you for a thousand years..."
Ling stood stiffly, somewhat at a loss, and felt a mix of emotions about the situation before her.
He wanted to ask the earth spirit in the space, but found that the earth spirit, which had always been there, was now silent.
Left with no other choice, Zero could only pat Xiao Jiu on the shoulder.
He didn't know if the master Xiao Jiu was talking about was himself, because he had no recollection of him at all.
But at this moment, he is Xiao Jiu's master.
Xiao Jiu had no home, so he gave her one.
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