Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1748: A Match Made in Heaven (Extra)

The world has changed dramatically, and things have changed over time.

I don’t know how many years have passed, I don’t know how much time has passed.

My companions around me died one after another for this world. As I watched their numbers decrease and species become extinct, I felt increasingly empty inside.

The sacred mountain, where I was born, may also be my hometown after my death.

My name is Dai Ke, also known as Suzaku. As time goes by, this is the only memory I can keep.

I sat on the top of the mountains, overlooking the six realms, watching the weak creatures overlap, replace, fall and be born.

In my opinion, life is both fragile and powerful.

As the last powerful forerunner, my mission is to protect this world.

But at the same time, I seemed to have lost myself.

I have witnessed countless changes and experienced all kinds of world-destroying disasters. In the repeated protection and self-healing, it seems that only protection is left in my mind, and I have completely forgotten that I am also a human being with seven emotions and six desires.

When the gods appeared, the world had a new guardian group, and my existence was gradually forgotten.

They only know of the existence of Suzaku, but few have seen me.

When the Phoenix Clan came to me for help, I readily agreed because I had nothing else to do and protecting living beings was my natural instinct.

I used to be able to meet almost every request, but gradually I became numb.

I am increasingly confused about the meaning of my existence. My heart seems to be drifting in an endless ocean, with no place to stay.

When I had this kind of emotion, I despised myself. I felt that as a powerful god, I should not have selfish desires. I should devote everything I have to the world, just like my fallen companions.

I began to lock myself up in the sacred mountain, without thinking, and gradually my emotions began to subside.

Later, an ignorant kid came to Shenshan. I hated him at first, but when he was attacked, I realized that I was not a sage.

When hatred consumed me, I realized that I have seven emotions and six desires.

It was not until I lost my memory due to lack of power and lived a life that could be called a human being that I strangely wanted to thank him.

In fact, during that time, memories of the past would occasionally flash through my mind, but I chose to forget.

I want to be a little selfish, at least for a short time.

I even took the initiative to seal up those memories because I was afraid that they would affect my behavior and judgment.

But I decided to seal those memories after I asked a question.

"How do you think God should choose between protecting the common people and protecting himself?"

He said: "When you ask this question, it means that you can't make a choice between the two points. I don't want to ask you to give up life, because that would undoubtedly be painful for you."

"So, you can continue to protect your people. I will always stand by your side and pull you back when you are confused."

Yes, this is exactly what Dai Ke needs.

What she wants is not a person who is strong enough to protect her, nor a perfect partner, but someone who can look back and see her belonging when she devotes herself to him and is tired and weak.

She is like a drifting kite, who will lose her way if it stays there for too long, and she needs a guide who can hold the string and lead her home.

And this person needs to understand her, support her unconditionally, and let her trust him with confidence. At that moment, she really felt that they were a perfect match.

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My name is Mo Xiao, also Anian. The latter is the name she gave me. I like it very much, especially when she calls out my name, it makes me feel that I am no longer a piece of nothingness.

Ever since I can remember, I have discovered that I am different from others, not only humans, but also animals.

Maybe it's an ability that comes with my blood, I can see the color of other people's souls.

Whether human or animal, they all have their own colors, but I don’t.

I feel like a ball of air, ready to disappear at any moment.

I am very scared, afraid that I will disappear without a trace at some point.

Until I met her.

When I first met her, what scared me was not her powerful strength or terrifying methods, but that I discovered that her soul was also transparent.

But unlike me, her soul is not completely transparent, but is stained with color.

What I like most is the scattered pink spots on her when I get close to her.

Even though that color is less than one thousandth of my entire soul, it is the only color that belongs to me.

The colors that will bloom for me.

At that moment, I felt as if my life had been given some meaning.

Later on, the more she taught me, the more I understood.

I began to realize that I was not a complete person, and that even my birth was not intentional or loved.

I am just a tool created. The person who created me thought so, but she didn't.

She really taught me well and treated me as a normal person.

And I also saw that the scattered pink was gradually spreading.

It wasn't until she asked me a question that I realized what the meaning of my existence was.

I exist for her, and it is my mission to dye her transparent soul with rich colors.

Maybe this will make me seem like I have no self, but for a "person" like me without a soul, being needed by others all the time is the meaning of my existence.

If the two of us were to exist alone in the world, we would soon be reduced to nothingness because of the loss of each other's color.

No one remembers, no one cares.

But we came together, supported each other, and cared for each other.

She and I are a perfect match. She needs to be needed, and I need to be needed.