Cold, dark—nothing but endlessly flowing electrons and the occasional burst of light.
There was no sense of time, no sense of space. Everything was the most unbearable kind of suffering.
Like a student having just gone back to school on Monday, or an office worker hearing they had to work overtime over the weekend.
Wenren Sheng appeared here.
He now existed only as an electron.
He collided back and forth, teleporting about. Occasionally, he followed the masses of electrons somewhere before dispersing at will.
After an unknown amount of time, he saw a huge cluster of electrons gathered together.
A voice rose from within the cluster. "God, if You truly exist, if You really can grant people's wishes as they say in the news and in stories, then please hear my prayer."
"I am willing to give up my cold life of countless years..."
Oh, so this was where the entire story began.
Wenren Sheng controlled his electron and approached the cluster.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard another voice.
The moment it sounded, it felt deeply familiar to him.
Yet he could not recall where he had heard it. For even someone with Extraordinary Memory to be unable to remember something, it could only mean that the matter had been concealed by an exceedingly powerful being.
"Are you truly willing to give it up? Your current state is precisely what the world you long for, and the people you long for, dream of. No pain, no life and death, no disease. You can live forever and create anything you want."
"No. There is one thing I can never create, one thing that will never exist in this world," said the electron cluster.
"What is it?"
"Love."
Wenren Sheng immediately recalled that when Cousin returned to his Maiden