prisoner of time

Befilus pressed his hand on the doorknob and slowly pushed it outward.

He doesn't care what he will face after the door is opened, he doesn't care about unknown risks, he only seeks the truth.

The door was pushed open little by little, but the outside was not the familiar courtyard of Befiles.

The sea of ​​clouds stretches as far as the eye can see, and the sky is vast and boundless.Down the steps outside the door are dense and thick brown and black branches. Stepping on the branches is like walking on a flat road, which is stable and open.

Befiles didn't even know when his mansion was moved to a tree, a huge tree that shot straight into the sky.

They are now on the branches of the trees in mid-air, and they can still see the branches that continue to grow upwards when they look up.

Befiles only felt like a drop in the ocean, and what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg when he was in it, and he couldn't get a glimpse of the whole tree—he couldn't tell how tall the tree was, nor could it guess the width of the tree. However, the scene in front of him It was enough to take his breath away.

Unimaginable huge brown and black branches shuttle through the sea of ​​clouds, and the sun shines on the clouds, as if coated with a golden frame.The clouds in the distance are completely golden, like the legendary kingdom of the gods.

Vannain walked out with him in his arms, and Befilus tried to break free and walk by himself, but failed, and the dark elf held him tightly in front of his chest.Beffles simply gave up struggling, and found a comfortable angle to snuggle into the arms of the dark elf, allowing him to hold him.

And after seeing the environment he was in, Befiles no longer had time to care about these trivial matters.He was completely attracted by the scene in front of him, staring blankly at the horizon in a daze.

Fan Nayin lowered his head and kissed his forehead lightly: "Do you want to go ahead and have a look?"

He put Befilus on the ground, and led him to the tree branches and golden clouds ahead.

Befilus's feet were a little painful when they stepped on the rough branches, and soon they turned red.

He took two steps, didn't speak, just subconsciously looked back at the dark elf, Fanain understood what he meant, and obediently hugged him back into his arms again, and carried him until he walked to the end of the branch. Putting it down, let Befiles sit in his arms leaning on him, showing a half-embracing posture.

The two quietly looked at the golden light in the sky together, and did not speak for a long time.

After a long time, Vannain gently kissed Befiles' hair, fiddled with his long pale golden hair and asked softly, "Your Highness, do you like this place?"

Befiles didn't respond, and it took a long time before he turned his head and looked at the dark elf, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, with calm and complicated eyes: "... who are you?"

"I was born here." Fanain said slowly, "I was born on this tree, and I don't know who I am. When I first tried to leave here to take a look outside, a group of People kidnapped me and restricted my freedom."

Having said that, he tilted his head, as if recalling some long and interesting time: "That was ten years ago, Your Highness. At first I was angry at the behavior of those people, but I was also a little curious. I don't know what they are What to do, take me there. So I stayed put, didn't deal with them immediately, but kept letting them take me and many other dark elves to the city of light. Then I found out that they were going to sell me there light elf nobles."

"That's what I thought at the time, it wasn't interesting. But Your Highness, I was planning to make those people pay their due price, and when I returned to the tree, they sent me to you."

"I still remember the time when I was a well-dressed gift from your cousin, who brought me to your house and waited anxiously for you to appear. Then you came out, wearing a soft white coat Robe of gold thread, little yawn, with a little sleepiness on his face. I remember you looking at me and saying very calmly, 'Let him stay'."

Fanain hugged Befeles even tighter, and kissed his earlobe lightly: "Your Highness, at that time, the moment I saw you, I changed my mind. I suddenly felt that it would be good to stay here. "

"I am me, I have always been. Even my name was given by you, Your Highness. You should know it best."

Befeles pursed his lips.Following Fan Nayin's words, he gradually remembered the scene when the two first met.

At that time, he was still a young boy, worried about some things that seem insignificant now, but he had to give up the idea of ​​catching up on sleep in a sleepy afternoon to receive his annoying cousin, and then he took a look at the other party. The dark elf slave on board.Vannain was the first and only dark elf he liked and was willing to keep by his side.

He even remembered the first time they made out.At that time, Fanain had been staying for half a year. He was drunk at the banquet that day and returned home with a hint of alcohol. After touching the other party, it is natural to order the other party not to leave, "stay and serve him"... Since then, this kind of thing has become frequent and natural, and the frequency has become more and more frequent.

Until later, Vanna had no status, but in fact he was his only lover.

In retrospect, there was indeed nothing about Vanain that he didn't know about ten years ago, and there was nothing the Dark Elves could hide from him.

It's just that when they first met, he didn't pay much attention to this dark elf slave who didn't even have a name, and he wasn't interested in learning about the other party's past and background; and when he paid enough attention to the other party, he no longer cared about his past experience , Naturally, there was no thought of asking.

From the very beginning, he didn't know Van Nain as well as he imagined; but the other party was not as simple as he imagined.

"Then here..." He raised his head and looked at his dark elf, with doubts still in his eyes.

"Here is the tree of life in your legend." Fanain touched the rough branch under his hand and said, "But it is different from your legends and imaginations."

"In your legend, the tree of life is the place where all life is bred. But have you ever thought about it, Your Highness? What is the essence of life?" the dark elf said lightly, his dark red eyes lowered, and he looked into his arms light sprites.

Befiles subconsciously shook his head.

Fanain smiled lightly: "The essence of life is time. If a living body is deprived of all time, then this living body cannot be called 'alive'. He will transform into another state, be The state called 'death'. The boundary between life and death lies in whether this life still has time that belongs to 'itself'. The same is true for a world. If a world loses everything that belongs to this world Time, then this world will go to destruction."

"Beyond eternity, everything exists in the category of 'time'; before going to death and destruction, everything has 'time' to govern and measure."

"So the legendary tree of life should be called the 'tree of time' to be precise. It is the foundation of life in this world and the foundation of time in the whole world. It continues to grow upwards, which indicates that this world has Time that continues to move forward and flow. Therefore, if the tree of life dies in the legend, the whole world will be destroyed, which is not nonsense."

Fanaine explained a lot, but Befiles only cared about the one question he cared about the most: "Then what are you? What is your relationship with this perverted tree?"

"It's not a perverted tree. The tree of time is just a manifestation of time in this world. It has no consciousness at all... I have nothing to do with it," Fanain said.

"I just happened to be born here, and I instinctively knew everything about the Tree of Time after I was born. I don't know much more than that. But I was born with the power to control it, and I know I am an existence higher than it, and I know that I can help it grow, and I can also take back the time it symbolizes, and let it perish with this world." The dark elf explained quietly, showing off to his partner calmly Possessed power.

Following Vanain's voice, Befilus raised his head and began to carefully look at the branches and crowns above.He suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. Many branches were obviously cut off artificially, and the broken branches fell to the bottom and dried up and died.

"Since it is the tree of time, why are there still broken branches and leaves?" He turned to look at Fanain and asked.

"As I said, I can control the tree of time, help it grow, and destroy it." Fanain looked quietly at Befelles, his dark red eyes filled with incomprehensible blackness.

"Time is divided into past, present and future, and the tree of time can also symbolize different times in the past, present and future. Each of its branches symbolizes different possibilities and different future directions. And we are two Independent and different living beings, during the time you and I exist in this world, there must be two possibilities of being together or not being together."

"So I took a little effort to cut off all the branches that indicate that we will not be together in the future. In this way, no matter what happens in the future, no matter what the direction of the world is, even if the world is turned upside down, there is one thing that can be guaranteed .”

The Dark Elf looked at His Royal Highness, with a soft smile on his lips: "We will be together for the rest of our lives. My Highness."

The author has something to say: "Besides eternity, everything exists in the category of 'time'; before going to death and destruction, everything has 'time' to govern and measure." So eternity, time and death There is a certain relationship between each other but the rights and responsibilities are clearly defined 23333.