This is a place of absolute stillness. There is no so-called concept of space or time. In other words, these concepts have been forcibly still before they are formed.

There is no past and there will be no future. Here is stillness and a place called eternity.

But eternity will also come to an end.

This world seems to have once had a prosperous civilization.

I saw an altar, the gorgeous carvings on the ruined walls, and the unknown symbols on the broken stone slabs. They seemed to be some kind of hieroglyphs, some like mountains and some like rivers.

I stood on the ground and let the wind caress my body. The wind had no source and no direction. It blew randomly in all directions, as if it came from the ends of the world, and nothing could stop it.

Even with my body, which is so tattered, I can clearly feel its power.

Blown by the wind, countless light spots danced on the earth, like fireflies. Although the light was weak, it was so clear. The girl stood in the group of lights and let them circle around her.

A gust of wind came, and some more light spots flew up from the earth. They seemed to be things growing on the earth. The girl watched them fly high.

This is the world I was born into.

This is a fairy tale dreamy scenery.

I naturally accepted flowers, plants, trees, flowing water and rocks, because they are things that should exist, they are normal, and they are not unusual.

I also naturally accepted the ruins and collapsed ruins next to me, because this is a world that is gradually dying, and it is not unusual for civilization to exist in the past.

But what are those light spots? Fireflies? No, it doesn't look like some kind of creature. I've never seen anything like this.

Another gust of wind blew by, and a few light spots flew past me. I chased them. Those light spots were floating in front of me. I tried to stretch out my hand, and the bright spots passed through the fingers made of garbage.

.Even if you touch them, you can't change the direction of their movement at all.

They have no substance, as if they are light itself.

Is it magic?

I stood blankly for a while, and the girl came to my side. I turned my head and looked at her, and then pointed at one of the light spots.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked.

Since I had no vocal organs, I couldn't answer. I just pointed at the light spot and waved my arms in an exaggerated gesture.

"Are you saying that these lights are incredible?"

Is it brilliance? Compared with simple points of light, these are radiances that emit faint light.

Well, I nodded.

"What about the sky?" The girl pointed upward.

No, I shook my head.

"Where is the ground?" The girl pointed downward.

No, I shook my head.

"Where are the ruins over there?"

No, I shook my head.

"It's incredible. Is this the only brilliance?"

Well, I nodded.

"That's why." The girl put her hands on her cheeks and thought for a while.

I also want to imitate her movements, but the mechanical elbow joint does not allow the hand to move to that position.

Therefore, I could only bend my arms unnaturally, look at the girl's thoughtful profile, and wait for the answer.

For the girl who has been living here, the light is as much a part of nature as the water or trees that I am familiar with. However, they cannot be touched, there are only images, no

entity.

I think they are all products of light refraction, just like rainbows. But where does the light they refract come from?

There is no sun, no moon here, the sky is so pure and clear that there is nothing, it is really just a blue, pure sky.

Looking around, there is no light source anywhere.

"In other words," the girl said, "the reason why you find it incredible is because you know those things that are not incredible."

"Maybe." I nodded.

I searched the depths of my broken memories. It seemed that a long time ago, or maybe very far in the future, I once existed in another world. I only remembered such a feeling, but I had no real memory.

When I think back on this, just this feeling, this intangible concept, fills my heart with an inexplicable warmth.

What kind of world was that? I shook my head. I have no memory related to it.

Is it a better place than this? It must be.

Are there many things that make every day’s life enjoyable? Probably so.

Will life there not be so lonely?

I was thinking to myself, asking and answering some strange questions. Since I couldn't communicate with girls, I could only do things by myself that seemed a bit silly.

The girl has been living alone here. Because I know that this is a place of nothingness, sadness, and loneliness, with no future and no hope, so I chose to be born here.

Yes, this is really a lonely world.

"Hey, do you really not regret being born in this world?"

I didn't answer anything, I just stretched out my mechanical arm and held the girl's hand.

This is my answer.

The girl hugged my short and cold body: "It's great to have you..."

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This is a place of absolute stillness. There is no so-called concept of space or time. In other words, these concepts have been forcibly still before they are formed.

There is no past and there will be no future. Here is stillness and a place called eternity.

But eternity will also come to an end.

It’s this place again…

I felt connected to the world again and saw dead trees and garbage. I remembered this place, a bad world.

I wanted to change the world, but I came back here.

Is it because someone pulled me in? I don't know, I vaguely remember that there seems to be someone waiting for me in this world.

I felt my eyes staring at the ground. It was a sight I hadn't seen for a long time, but there was nothing interesting on the ground.

What on earth was I doing? I turned my 'head', my field of vision became wider, and the girl was right in front of me.

That was the girl I had been staring at. She was beautiful and flawless. She was the only light in the world, and it was impossible to turn away.

The girl stretched out her hand, and I also stretched out my hand to her... I don't know what to call this pieced-together thing, let's just call it my "hand".

Our hands are holding together. In other words, she is holding my "hand".

Although I have no sense of touch, I can still feel that the girl is holding my hand. This is a wonderful sense, as if you can understand this feeling when you see it. Is it because you have experienced it before?

I twist mechanically

I moved my neck and used my vision to perceive the world. It was as bad as ever, this world.

It seems that it was really born in this world and became a part of it, just like those dead trees.

But thanks to this, I was able to touch the girl.

This is a sad world, but girls bring me warmth.

Being held by the girl's hand, sadness and warmth were injected into my chest at the same time. If I have a heart, it should be where my heart is.

I don’t know whether I was pursuing the girl and was born here, or the girl wanted to see me and brought me into this world. I gave up all the happiness I would have gotten in the new world.

But what does it matter?

It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, I just know that in this world, I get what I want most.

The girl took my hand with some difficulty, helped me stand up, and took a few steps back to make some space. She clapped her hands in front of me, as if teaching a child to walk.

By the way, I'm practicing walking. Memories are accumulated together. If you don't try your best to recall, you won't be able to remember anything.

I walked towards the girl. My legs were very heavy. I didn't know what the girl had put in them, so I could only move them reluctantly.

The girl clapped her hands, and I wanted to walk towards her, but my feet didn't obey me.

My body was too heavy, and I fell forward again and again, but the girl still struggled and took the trouble to lift me up again and again. I don't know how many times I repeated it, but I only know that the girl in front of me was already out of breath.

.

Finally, I walked up to the girl.

The girl knelt down and hugged my short and cold body.

“Well done.”

Warmth, this is the only warmth I get in this world, and it is the warmth I have been pursuing.
To be continued...