What was the meaning of the universe?
Huo Yuhao stared blankly at the ceiling before his eyes.
In the mere tens of thousands of years since humanity's birth, they had carved out a place for themselves from the soul beasts that had occupied this world for hundreds of thousands of years. Looking to the future, it was entirely foreseeable that humanity would only grow stronger and stronger. Compared to the soul beasts' growth cycles of hundreds of thousands of years, humans developed at an almost unbelievable speed.
So, all of that... was unimportant.
Huo Yuhao lowered his gaze to the steadily rising and falling covers. Only he knew that within that seemingly endless darkness hid an incomparably beautiful girl who had been stroking his tail halfway through before suddenly declaring that she wanted to see a carrot.
As for why, after looking at it for a while, she had suddenly started tasting it, even Huo Yuhao could not remember.
"Mmm... mmh... at first... the taste was strange... but after getting used to it... it's not bad..."
A muffled voice, like the whispers of an ancient god, drifted from the darkness. The strange creature with a scorpion braid was greedily devouring Huo Yuhao's body. Whether from pain or some other sensation, the bedsheet clutched in his hand had already been wrinkled beyond recognition.
For some reason, his mind uncontrollably superimposed their identities from their past lives, and an indescribable, strange emotion spread from the depths of his heart.
This is going to send me to hell, isn't it...
Huo Yuhao thought to himself, but his opponent was simply too powerful. He could not muster the slightest thought of resistance and could only watch helplessly as his body was gradually devoured.
"Mmph..."
Who knew how much time passed before, seeing that the