The soldiers rushed up and slashed at me. I was unable to parry.

I watched the deadliest blade roll down at me, but it stopped at my forehead.

It was strangely quiet around, and time seemed to stop. Then everything around me faded and peeled like an old wall.

The whole world is dissipating and reorganizing.

Light and shadow make up a strange picture. These pictures keep rising or falling.

A few minutes later, I came to another scene.

I looked down at my dress, still ragged, mixed with blood and soil.

But the surrounding environment is very familiar.

I have lived and looked forward to here for so long that I will come here even in my dream. Never admit your mistake!

I was stunned for a long time and still couldn't accept the fact. I didn't know how to digest this ecstasy.

The car whistled in the street. The roadside is full of green plants. The Labrador dog follows its owner leisurely. The schoolbag carrying pupil is holding a comic book in his hand.

"I want to be the pirate king!" He muttered to himself.

I remember this place. I remember. Nothing has changed here!

I'm back! I'm back! Radicals' theory is right! I'm the last surviving jumper. I'm back!

I ran home, sobbing constantly.

"I'm back! Mom! I miss you! Mom! I love you, mom! Mom! Mom!"

I love you!

I love you! Our world.

I couldn't restrain my excitement and danced.

I ran into a path and suddenly ran out of a high school student at the corner and hit me. He fell back with a loud cry.

Time seemed to be infinitely prolonged. I saw his frightened eyes.

I know him.

That's 18 years old.

(ending 1, end)