Wang He's eyes made Ivan a little scared.

A bomb buried deep in her memory detonated instantly.

She suddenly remembered that winter day that she could never forget.

That snowy day, she witnessed the death of "others" for the first time as a human being.

In the carriage compartment, the 8-year-old girl didn't like the snowy environment very much.

This cold weather seriously hindered her plans to travel and play with friends.

While her parents were getting out of the car to buy things, she pushed open the window and took a breath.

With the cold wind blowing in her face, she got a brief and fresh sense of pleasure from the dull warmth in the car.

If you are in the same environment all the time, you will try to experience different things.

Even if that thing may be poison that others can't avoid.

However, children don't care so much. Unlike adults, they never hide their desires.

In other words, I haven't learned how to cover it up yet.

Suddenly, while looking around, she focused her attention on a homeless person huddled on the edge of the roadside wall.

The other party seemed to have noticed something, raised his head, and met her eyes.

This was the first time she had seen this dirty, unkempt, and extremely thin creature.

She didn't recognize it at all: the other person was a human.

The appearance of the latter is so strange that it is inhuman.

And that creature's clear, gem-like eyes seemed to have some unique attraction.

Out of curiosity, she did not look away. The other party seemed to have noticed the order, and stood up unsteadily while holding on to the wall.

Then, he seemed to start walking towards her.

"Hey, stop!"

The next moment, the servant's harsh rebuke reached her ears.

However, the wanderer didn't seem to hear this warning at all. Strangely, as if he was gradually becoming familiar with this body, his limbs made a clicking sound, and his shape began to become a little weird.

With a twist of his limbs, he landed on all fours and became as fast as a wild animal.

He was like a running cheetah. Just in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the carriage. He suddenly stood up, grabbed the window edge of the carriage with his thin, dark hands, and stared straight at Ivan.

Ivan was frightened, but before she could make a sound, she heard the other party suddenly say in an extremely sad tone:

"Poor little guy, your life is as fragile as a snowflake that can melt at any time. Before the sun rises tomorrow, you will disappear completely."

"Do you still want to continue living?"

Although Ivan couldn't quite understand the other person's accented words, he nodded instinctively out of fear.

I saw the other party suddenly burst into laughter;

"Then just keep your eyes open and watch until the end!"

Immediately, the wanderer was punched by one of the servants amid wild laughter, and fell to the ground not far away, motionless.

Not even a drop of blood was shed.

Suddenly, her eyes stung extremely, as if she had some kind of hallucination.

Immediately, she saw: in a completely dark environment that was as closed as the inside of a box, this gray-white wanderer suddenly opened his eyes and said something to the sky, where she was.

"Now, it's your turn."

After saying that, the wanderer completely lost his life.

Although Ivan didn't understand death, she somehow still clearly felt the passage of the wanderer's life to the end.

Everything was reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly, the scene in front of her disappeared instantly, and she came back to her senses. She saw a servant nearby to ensure her safety.

The other person went to check on the homeless man who fell to the ground. After he said a few words to the guards who came after hearing the news, the homeless man was dragged away directly by several guards.

Soon after, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and the only thing that could witness the incident seemed to be the narrow trail on the snow not far away.

Snow is still falling.

After her parents hurried back, she was also taken back home.

The moment she took her parents' hands and stepped into the yard, her eyes stung again.

The next moment, in the dark night, my parents were chopped down by a man in black with a sword in the corridor, while the other self in the picture stood under the moonlight, showing an expression of extreme fear.

She quietly looked at her other self who was extremely frightened, wiping tears constantly but unable to make a sound. She didn't know why, but she didn't feel anything special at all.

Then, the man in black took the sword and walked towards the other self.

The screen then faded away.

"You will disappear completely before the sun rises tomorrow."

The words of the wanderer seemed to ring in her ears again. She rubbed her eyes and found her mother squatting down to reassure her not to be too scared.

"It's okay." She seemed to have matured a lot. She responded while raising her head and taking a deep look at the gloomy sky above.

At this time, a snowflake slowly fell on her eyeballs.

Then, it melts instantly.

…

"Huhu, it's finally my turn to speak?" The Demon King landed briskly from the window sill and showed a strange smile.

She pointed to her pupils containing blue light and said to Ivan: "Your eyes seem to be like mine, can you see something special?"

Ivan moved his eyes away and said nothing. After waking up from the memories of that day, she seemed not very interested in everything.

The Demon King seemed to be dissatisfied with her reaction and said: "What, you look like you don't believe it? Humph, I am a completely different existence from you aborigines. My eyes can see the abilities you have."

"Ivan, human race. The left eye, 'memory copy'. The right eye, 'death rehearsal'... To be honest, they are all good skills. If used in the right place, they can be enough to subvert the world."

The Demon King said as he approached Wang He.

Seeing this, Wang He stood up, took a few steps, and maintained a parallel position with her, looking at Ivan together.

His silent action confirmed to Ivan that there was indeed a connection between him and the Demon King.

Sure enough, the Demon King and Wang He exchanged a look, and then said slowly to Ivan: "In this world, there is a basic rule: there are restrictive conditions for the use of all non-god-level skills.

.And your two inherited skills can only be used by creatures within this continent."

"For me, the demon king summoned from another world, the future you can see with your abilities and the memories you read are just illusions simulated by your brain that are most beneficial to you."

"Illusion?" Ivan was stunned for a moment.

At this time, she suddenly looked at Wang He.

This human seems to be unable to fully understand the so-called "illusion".

So, what exactly is he?

Wang He seemed to have noticed her gaze, opened his mouth, and said slowly: "As I said before, the God of fate has never favored you. Then your destiny was not forcibly given by others from the beginning."

"Ivan, my friend, if you can't believe that everything that you are used to happening is not actually an absolute rule. Then maybe you will be able to understand what I am saying only when you become the 'God of Destiny' yourself.

talk."

"If you are forever closed in your own world, then just like the opposite of what you expect, nothing will change."

The moment he said these words, a large number of knights armed with weapons suddenly broke through the door. They somehow lost control of themselves, their eyes were blank, but their bodies were extremely fierce and they directly killed Wang He and the two of them.

They were originally gray and white, but now they were dyed in pitch black, so that even their faces could not be seen clearly.

The Demon King and Wang He jumped from the window sill without saying a word.

Ivan looked over. The gloomy sky outside the window was just like that day in her memory.
Chapter completed!