At last, Lilith's daughter passed away in Lucia's arms. That was the life of an ordinary creature.
She was dead, and the universe would forget her. Perhaps some people would still remember her for a short while, but before long, in a single instant of the universe, a single expansion, she would become like the dust floating through the cosmos, forgotten by everyone forever.
Lucia sank into depression for a while. Then she discovered something frightening: the people from her era, both those she knew and those she did not, were dying at an alarming rate.
She began to feel lonely. It was a feeling that intelligent life could hardly avoid. When surrounded by the "new generation," intelligent beings would recall the past.
They did not need to grow especially old. All it took was leaving their carefree childhood behind for two or three decades before they began to reminisce.
What they remembered was not necessarily the scent of that summer, nor the girl whose skirt fluttered when she ran.
It was not the eternally crisp laughter carried on the wind, nor that fleeting glimpse beneath the sunlight.
What they truly missed was the beautiful version of themselves from those years, not someone else or some particular event.
It was difficult for others to imagine Lucia's loneliness. Lin Qi had experienced it, but he could not empathize with her now, because there were too many people around him.
With elders above him, children below him, and a whole crowd in between, that was his current situation. Combined with his strength and immortality, it was difficult for him to put himself in this rather boring emotional state.
Fortunately, Lucia had once been a "dictator." It did not take her long to emerge from those useless emotions.
Lin Qi had actually preserved