Rebuilding Terra

In that mysterious and vast fantasy world, the demon world is like a bright pearl quietly wrapped in endless darkness, emitting a unique and strange mysterious light. The light seems to be there and not there, like a mysterious flame dancing in the darkness, faintly revealing an elusive breath.

Di Ruiji, who looks like a wild boar and is known as the apostle of the black plague in the demon world, is like a lonely traveler who is cruelly cursed by a ruthless fate. Its long and narrow body is looming in the deep darkness, like a winding shadow. The body seems to be a part of the darkness, perfectly blending with the darkness, making it difficult to distinguish its outline. The sharp face is like a sharp blade carefully sharpened by the ruthless knife of time. Every line exudes a cold breath, as if it can cut through the surrounding air. In the blood-red pupils, it seems that there is a blazing flame that never goes out. The flame jumps and flashes with a strange light.

However, in the flames, there was endless loneliness and confusion, as if it was a soul lost in the endless darkness, desperately searching for a glimmer of warmth and hope. Its entire body was as dark as ink, so dark that it seemed to swallow up all light. It seemed to be the incarnation of the night, blending into the endless darkness around it, making it difficult to distinguish its existence. The black poison gas that permeated its body was like a spirited ghost, slowly floating in the air. The poison gas seemed to have its own life, dancing lightly, exuding a chilling breath that made people afraid.

From the appearance, the first impression of Direji is that it is deep and terrifying. Its strange appearance is like a demon struggling out of the deepest and most terrible nightmare. When it silently passes through the winding streets of the demon world, the air seems to be frozen wherever it passes, solidifying into a suffocating silence. An unspeakable fear surges in people's hearts, and that fear spreads rapidly like a tide, making everyone who sees it tremble involuntarily. However, who would have thought that under this seemingly terrifying appearance, there is a kindest heart hidden. That heart is like a pearl covered by dust, waiting for people to discover its light.

Direji was born on a mysterious planet full of germs. That planet seemed to be a remote corner ruthlessly forgotten by the gods, and was filled with the disgusting smell of death and decay. There, no matter whether it was lively animals or vibrant plants, all places with life were ruthlessly dominated by the plague that Direji involuntarily emitted. The virus was like a silent but destructive storm, attacking silently. From invasion to disintegration, from collapse to final melting without a trace, life in front of it was like a fragile candlelight, as if it would be extinguished by a slight blow and disappear into the endless darkness.

The birth of Direji itself represents a kind of unspeakable disharmony. It quietly watched the lives around it gradually wither under its influence, and its heart was filled with helplessness and pain. Its confused eyes revealed deep doubts. It didn't understand why it had such terrible power, and why fate was so cruel to make it a ruthless harvester of life. In the endless loneliness and confusion, it resolutely embarked on a long journey to find the answer. The journey was full of unknowns and dangers, as if it was a lonely explorer groping forward in the dark.

Finally, after going through untold hardships, it came to the mysterious and dangerous demon world. This mysterious world was thought to bring it some unique experiences, but fate did not seem to let it go. Its terrible ability to control the plague immediately caused an uproar after it came to the demon world. Deadly viruses such as the Black Death and influenza spread wildly in the demon world like a flood. People watched in horror as their relatives and friends fell down in pain one by one, and the culprit was Di Ruiji. Therefore, it was called the black plague by the people of the demon world, and became the object of people's fear and disgust. Every look at it was full of fear and disgust, as if it was the most terrible demon in the world.

It was precisely because of this special characteristic that it was ruthlessly rejected by other apostles. In the eyes of other apostles, Di Ruiji was an extremely dangerous existence, a time bomb that could bring devastating disasters at any time. They avoided it from a distance, as if they would be instantly devoured by the endless plague as long as they approached it. However, for Di Ruiji, all this seemed to be irrelevant. It had long been accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to being misunderstood and rejected by people. From the moment it saw the blooming bright flowers withering in an instant because of its approach, it deeply understood that it was destined to be lonely in this life. The loneliness was like an inescapable rope, tightly wrapped around it.

The virus is a curse that it cannot escape. It has given it an immortal body, allowing it to wander alone in the long river of time, but it has also brought it pain that it cannot escape. The pain is like a sharp thorn, deeply piercing its heart. It wanders around in the demon world, like a lonely soul looking for a place to settle down. Finally, after countless searches, it found a deserted corner. It is a valley forgotten by time, surrounded by steep and precipitous mountains, like a natural solid barrier, ruthlessly isolating the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Di Ruiji settled down here. It began to do everything it could to restrain its breath, so as not to unconsciously emit poisonous gas and affect the residents of the demon world. It used its own power to carefully set up an invisible barrier around the valley. The barrier was like an indestructible wall, silently blocking the spread of poisonous gas. It quietly guarded this small world, like a lonely guardian, watching over the tranquility and loneliness that belonged to it.