In the end, Lilith's daughter departed this world in Lucia's arms. That was the life of an ordinary life-form.
She was dead. 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, in one expansion, she would be like the dust floating through space, forever forgotten by everyone.
Lucia was depressed for some time. Then she discovered something frightening: the people she knew and those she did not, the people who belonged to her era, were dying at an astonishing rate.
She began to feel lonely. It was a feeling that intelligent life-forms could hardly avoid. When everyone around them belonged to the "new generation," intelligent life-forms would recall the past.
They did not actually need to grow very old. All it took was leaving their carefree childhood behind for twenty or thirty years before they began to reminisce.
What they reminisced about was not necessarily the scent of that summer, nor the girl whose skirt fluttered when she ran.
It was not the laughter that would always ring clear in the wind, nor the fleeting glimpse beneath the sunlight.
What they missed was actually the beautiful version of themselves from those years—not other people or anything else.
Lucia's loneliness was difficult for others to imagine. Lin Qi had experienced it, but he could not empathize with her now because there were too many people around him.
He had elders above him, children below him, and a whole crowd in between. That was his situation now. Combined with his strength and immortality, it was difficult for him to put himself in such a dull emotional state.
Fortunately, Lucia had once been a "dictator." It did not take her long to emerge from those useless