The tumbling snow, like the white fluff shaken off by giant beasts, covered the sight one after another. Winter has arrived on this continent. The temperature in the south is just beginning to cool down imperceptibly. In the early morning, frost flowers will be seen on the window sills, but here - the mainland Near the end of the extreme north, there is already an endless vastness and chill.Large pieces of icebergs floating on the sea collided with each other from time to time, making a huge sharp roar between the sky and the earth, and the collapsed ice cubes smashed into the sea, setting off white waves.After several days of heavy snowfall, the vast black permafrost has turned into a vast snowfield.This is already the extreme north. The continuous glaciers bite the ends of the world together like the sharp teeth of a monster, and the horizon disappears under the dazzling white ice.

The sky was blocked by thick clouds, and the light seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, spilling onto the earth chaotically. The chaotic wind and snow blew out bursts of shrill sounds like howling wolves in the open space.In the chaotic heavy snow the size of a fist, a young and thin boy figure walked step by step towards the depths of the glacier at the end of the world. In fact, he didn't know what he was looking for, but there was a voice in the dark that kept calling him, like a ghost from the depths of his mind, lingering. The biting cold wind blew away the silver-white hood on his head, and the dark blue robe inlaid with luxurious silver trim was blown wildly by the wind.Under his thick eyelashes like golden feathers, his amber pupils shone with rapid light, the wind blew across his fair skin like a blade, his cheeks should have been rosy with the characteristics of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, but at this moment, But it was just pale, and there was boundless and trembling panic in his pupils.

The tall glacier cliffs on both sides gradually tightened in front, turning into a narrower and narrower canyon. At the far end of the world ahead, the glacier cliffs merged together, revealing only a gloomy and dark bottomless cave. to where. The tumbling snowflakes between the sky and the earth seemed to be attracted by a mysterious huge force, violently rolled into the black cave, and then disappeared into the deathly silence. As if being swallowed by something... "Squeak - creak -" "Squeak - creak -" A voice from the depths of the cave. Like the screams of some giant insects from hell, every shrill scream passing through the eardrums makes one's hair stand on end.

At first this sound sounds like the scream of a giant spider before being burned to death, but after listening to it for a long time, it reveals a kind of horrific pleasure, and it turns into a scream similar to that of a little girl, which is mixed with severe pain. And a psychedelic scream of insane delight. The boy was already standing at the door of the cave. The blizzard has lost its sound here. All the sounds seemed to be swallowed by the huge hole in front of him.In the huge silence, there was only the piercing scream that sounded like cutting metal from time to time.The boy's pupils were filled with chaotic light. His expression looked extremely terrified, but it also showed a kind of chaotic longing. It seemed that people's backs were chilled. A pair of pupils were still trembling, as if the two pools had melted away. gold paint.

The boy opened his eyes, the amber pupils reflecting the bottomless darkness in the cave. In the oppressive silence, there was a sudden sound, dull but slight, like the gurgling sound of blood rushing through narrow blood vessels. The young man lowered his head, and on the white ice surface, there was a trace of blue-black crooked things like veins, slowly spreading from the cave towards his feet, as if a small stream of ice was flowing crookedly forward. of black blood.He squatted down and lowered his head, as if there was an irresistible temptation pulling his whole body towards the black blood vein.He buried his face, as if wanting to see the treacherous thing more clearly, and pressed his face closer to the ice surface inch by inch, his small body showing a distorted posture.However, he didn't know that on his delicate and fair face, dense veins like earthworms were emerging bit by bit, more and more, denser and clearer, his amber In the process of getting closer to the ice surface, the color-eyed man gradually turned into chaotic black, as if a few pitch-black goldfish were swimming in his pupils.

"Gurgling—" Suddenly there was a sound of pulse beating, and the thin vein-like thing under the ice surface instantly swelled and expanded from the depths of the cave to the ice surface under the boy's feet, turning into a thick black tubular object like an arm.A mass of darkness suddenly flashed in front of the boy's eyes, before he could see clearly, his vision blurred, and a swirling air current wrapped him up and pulled him away from the cave in an instant.The young man could only hear the sharp sound of wind that bulged his eardrums, and he couldn't see what was happening in front of him at all. There were only countless transparent air currents that cut the air like a piece of cloth like a sharp sword blade.

"Did you realize that you almost died just now?" In the rapidly swirling airflow, there was a human voice.There is no emotion, or even age, it is like pure water and air, it is a very gentle boy's voice, but because of an indescribable indifference, it feels very old. The blue-robed boy raised his still-shocked face, and his pupils gradually condensed from chaotic blackness to golden amber.When his eyes were refocused, he found that in the chaotic airflow that was gradually dissipating in front of him, a boy with short silver hair who looked about his age was looking at him coldly.A few strands of hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and the wind blew his thin bangs, revealing a black hair crown inlaid with brilliant diamonds on his forehead.At a glance, you can tell that it is priceless and has a distinguished status.In the cold heavy snow, the silver-haired boy only wore a white gauze robe, as if he was not afraid of the cold. The white cloak on his body was like a weightless cloud, floating around him gracefully, unaffected by the raging storm around him.

The silver-haired boy turned his back to the blue-robed boy, and the blue-robed boy followed his back and looked towards the entrance of the cave. Breaking through the ice from under his face, he froze in the wind and snow with a terrifying posture that seemed to come from hell.If he hadn't been rescued by this boy just now, then at this moment, that black and charred hand had already strangled his throat. Take a closer look, but that hand doesn't look like a human hand. It only has four fingers, and each finger has sharp black nails. It is twisted and sharp. On the scorched skin, there are one after another like pustules. A red cyst with a viscous liquid like pus and blood on it.

"Could it be that 'that plan' has already started?...But how could it be so early..." The silver-haired boy looked at the dark hole, not knowing whether he was talking to himself, or facing someone who hadn't shown up yet, speak softly.It was impossible to guess his expression from the back, but in the gentle voice, there was faint surprise and worry that could not be concealed. The silver-haired boy turned around, walked up to the blue-robed boy and squatted down, looked at his fair and delicate face and his amber eyes, and smiled softly.The face of the silver-haired boy was adorned with a charming crystal color by this heroic smile. The sun shone on the black diamond hair crown faintly exposed under the silver hair, reflecting countless rainbow halos, illuminating his dreamy eyes. A pair of pupils seemed to be sprinkled with diamonds of all sizes.His hair was as white as ice and snow, and he looked like a pure angel.

The blue-robed boy asked, "Who are you?" The silver-haired boy stretched out his hand, pulled him up from the ground, and said, "My name is Bois." The surrounding wind seemed to have stopped, and the smell from the silver-haired boy was like a handful of clean spices from Alusi Port, elegant and noble.This spice is sure to be priceless. "Who are you? How did you come to the extreme north?" The young Bois stood on the snow-white ice like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old angel.His whole body is as if he was born for this world of ice and snow, clean and pure, with the shattered light of diamonds shining all over his body.

"My name is Aios..." The blue-robed boy replied in a low voice, and a gentle wind blew from behind Bois, so his nose was filled with the scent of the high-grade spice from Bois. smell. The air was filled with the smell of mixed snowflakes and spices, and the grand and holy sun poured down overhead, as if shrouded in a great destiny. Aios looked at the silver-haired boy in front of him. Behind him was the huge black cave, which looked as if a monster from the ground was about to devour him.His smile was warm and beautiful, but it seemed to carry a hint of sadness because of his gentleness—just like the soft fragrance from his body similar to the spices of Arrus Port that permeated the wind. Years later, every time Aios recalled this scene, it felt like a dark prophecy, a dark, consonant light.