I'm trapped in a cube

"What is death?"

The Yellow Spring flows, and thoughts of death arise.

"It is something very far away from you." The mother answered patiently.

But the young beast did not think so. It felt that death was right in front of it, as if it was very close to itself, and even ran into its body.

It seemed that there was a river running through its body, constantly reincarnating...

"I feel that death is very close." It did not know what it meant or why it felt that way.

"How close?" The mother asked curiously.

"Very close, just like this darkness that is within reach..."

The beast always felt that death was close at hand, and that feeling did not dissipate until it grew up.

It became the chief of the tribe and completed migrations with the tribe again and again.

It saw the glowing Rainbow City. Every time it approached Rainbow City, its strange feeling would become very obvious, so it was very cautious about Rainbow City. Every time the winter season ended, it would leave in a hurry with the tribe.

Gradually, it got old. It realized that it didn't have much time left, so it began to look for a successor in the tribe. A talented descendant attracted its attention.

The descendant had a great talent, and except for being a little arrogant, he had no shortcomings.

After observing for a period of time, it taught all its experience to the descendant. The disciple was better than the master, and the descendant soon surpassed it.

It felt that it could not hold on for much longer. After insisting on leading the tribe to complete the last migration, it called the descendant to its side and passed the position of the tribe leader to the descendant.

Now, it only needs to wait quietly for death to come.

Can the death that has been so close get closer?

Looking back on this mediocre life, there was no merit or fault. As a tribe leader, he fulfilled his responsibilities and did not make any big mistakes. It was just a pity for his tribe members. Following a mediocre tribe leader, they were destined to suffer from mediocrity.

It looked at the warm light and seemed to hear the sound of the river again.

The red light was so bright that it turned yellow, and the scorching flames seemed to spread out of the city and engulf it in the next moment.

Death was approaching step by step, and the river also flowed in front of it.

"Mother..." It called out to its mother, but its mother had long passed away, so how could she respond to it?

"I don't want to die..."

"I seem to understand what death is. It is very calm and warm, and it has been flowing through my body, just like a mother's embrace."

"Mother, mother."

It fell into the river and returned to its mother's arms.

It was born like this, and it died like this, as if it had been in the same place from beginning to end.

The Yellow Spring flowed around and returned to the starting point. It seemed to change one identity after another, lived again and again, and died again and again.

Every time it died, it was deeply unwilling. It wondered if it would live a better life if it lived again, but after a short life, it accumulated countless regrets and unwillingness, and could never get "perfection".

"Who am I?"

Is it that fragile beast?

Or is it a gifted beast?

Or is it the mediocre beast now?

Obsessions accumulated in the Yellow Spring, and I thought I would be cleansed of all worldly desires and achieve enlightenment... Unexpectedly, after a cycle of reincarnation, I became even more confused.

I don't know the meaning of life, nor do I know where death will lead me.

As thoughts of death accumulated, the Yellow Spring became more and more turbid, and the confused souls fled from death instinctively.

Yellow worms originally had no thoughts, but they were driven by the thoughts of death of the deceased, wandering to the shore and turning into "legs" that escaped. Mo Ling was in a trance, as if he had been reincarnated again and again with the Yellow Spring. Just as he was about to enter reincarnation again, a burst of green light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"What's going on?"

Mo Ling quickly came to his senses and realized that he had unknowingly walked to the edge of the river, and he was just one step away from stepping into the Yellow Spring.

Dense yellow worms had already crawled onto his feet and were about to climb onto his legs.

But under the illumination of the green light, the yellow worms slowly faded and went back into the underworld.

Mo Ling hurriedly stepped back a few steps and looked at his hand...

The grass was emitting a warm green light, sweeping away the dead silence around him.

The confusion and resentment brought to him by the corpse also completely dissipated, as if everything he had just experienced was just a passing cloud.

The death intention faded, and the vitality was rejuvenated.

The mother was running with the young beast in the night, running towards the green light, and then went into an endless green forest and disappeared.

The reincarnation of life seemed to have a new meaning at this moment. The shaking leaves blocked the figures of the beast and the mother, and also blocked their whereabouts and their future.

Mo Ling seemed to understand the difference between life and death in an instant.

"Death is certain..."

"Life is unknown!"

The green light shone, directly extinguishing the certain reincarnation, covering the cycle that could be seen at a glance, and the accumulated thoughts of death also disappeared at the same time.

The surrounding green light suddenly rushed towards Huangquan along with the fading death thought, directly cutting off the river.

Before Mo Ling could react, the river was directly divided into two halves, and a dry riverbed appeared in the middle.

What he didn't expect was that the riverbed was actually green, like some kind of rock painted with green paint, but the green was already very light and was a little blurred by the river water.

But when the green light of the grass shines, the green in the river begins to become clear again. Not only that, some strange green aquatic plants begin to grow on the smooth rocks, growing taller and taller, and even growing above the river surface.

"What is that?"

Mo Ling was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the river would change like this after being illuminated by the green light.

Those plants don't know what they do. They seem to be growing and even spreading to other places.

But soon, Mo Ling knew the function of those plants...

The leaves of the growing plants slowly turned and aimed at the grass, as if absorbing the hard-earned green light.

While carrying out "photosynthesis", the roots of those plants began to spread out, forming dense "filters" in the river water.

"Is this some kind of aquatic plant? Are they filtering the river?"

After being filtered by the roots of these plants, the turbidity in the river slowly settled down, and the river water slowly became clear.

At the same time, the death thoughts in the river were also dissipating. The turbid matter that sank into the river became nutrients for the plants, and they grew stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to other parts of the river.

Not long after, the "yellow spring" was full of these strange plants, and the river water gradually became clear.

Looking at the green that gradually took over, Mo Ling suddenly realized that he might have done something big.

Or rather, it was the grass in his hand that did something big.

"Green kidneys, it seems to be reviving..."