Since I opened my eyes in this world, what greeted me was the morning sun on the grassland with the cries of songbirds and the home of the lions full of vitality. However, in the very center of this lion's home, stands an unparalleled towering tree.
My father, a fearless lion with muscles as strong as iron, often growled at me: "Son, you know, this tree has not been with us for many years. It grew up suddenly on a windy and rainy night. With a thunderbolt, the unpredictable light illuminated the entire grassland, and then suddenly appeared before our eyes, like a magical dream."
My mother, a gentle and broad-minded lion queen, always licks my mane lovingly every night when the moon rises, and whispers: "No matter how powerful a lion is, there are times when he is fragile. We are also afraid of natural wind and rain. But this big tree is like a guardian angel given to us by God, becoming our protective umbrella against wind and rain and shielding us from the scorching sun."
This magical tree has deep roots that are firmly rooted into the ground, as if to demonstrate its incomparable tenacity and courage. The gloomy tree crown is like a huge umbrella, blocking the scorching sun and bringing coolness to our hot bodies. Whenever the lions rest, this big tree will always shield us from the fierce wind and rain with its majestic body, trying its best to protect us.
And when the lions celebrate the harvest or the birth of new life, this big tree will become a witness of our joy. The imprints of the lion's paws on the tree trunks record the traces of our history; the soft sounds among the branches become the melody of our laughter.
So, even though I am just a young lion cub, I know that this tree is our home, our guardian, and the mysterious presence that gives us strength and faith. This is the God-given shield of our pride and the glory of our lions.
As I grew, the guardian tree seemed to be responding to me. Its crown spread further, its trunk became thicker, and its leaves became denser, as if it provided me with a huge paradise. I can chase my brothers under the tree, I can roll and play beside the tree, I can even lie down in the shade of the tree and take a nap lazily. At that time, the birds in the sky and the fish in the river were all my friends, and I almost considered myself the king of the world.
However, the good times did not last long. When I began to examine and become familiar with the world, the traditional culture of the lions showed me a cold side. The lion driving ceremony is about to begin. As a young lion, I must accept this painful baptism because I may become a challenger to the Lion King.
The sky was getting dark, and under the night stars, the lion king roared in challenge. The sound came from the center of the lion group and shook the whole world. My brothers and I began to wander around the pride of lions, our hearts filled with fear and uneasiness. We all understand that this tradition means that we will be expelled and lose everything we have before, including the towering tree where we grew up.
I didn't resist, because I knew this was the rule. I could only leave the lions silently and wander outside. I walked among the grasslands, looking into the distance, and my heart was filled with the melancholy of homesickness. Whenever I see the outline of a towering tree in the distance, I will tell whether it is the tree that accompanied me when I was growing up.
Now, I no longer have the confidence to play, nor the courage to chase. I am just a wanderer, facing the desolate world alone. However, I always remember the big tree that once shaded my growth and allowed me to have a happy childhood. I hope one day I can return to its shelter and enjoy the warmth of our pride.
My brothers and I decided to build a new community on the other side of the grassland, away from the original lions' sphere of influence. However, just as life always has its ups and downs, just when we started a new life with full hope, an unexpected change plunged our predicament into a new round of chaos.
Like a nightmare in a dream, the appearance of supernatural powers changed everything. The originally peaceful grassland turned into a turbulent battlefield. The originally weak animals seem to have been endowed with mysterious powers. They can spray scorching flames, emit sparkling lightning, and even condense amazing supernatural powers out of thin air. They can hold the power of nature in their hands and wield it at will.
As the overlords of the grassland, we, under this unpredictable change, fell overnight.
From a king to a trapped beast. We who have not been endowed with supernatural powers begin to tremble before the weak Lamb. We can only run towards the empty wilderness, with fear and despair, and start an endless wandering.
One day at dawn, when my brothers and I were hunting for food, a sheep suddenly stood up and spurted a ball of blazing flames from its mouth and rushed towards us. At this moment, the sky seemed to be dyed red, and the grass around us was quickly burned in the flames. The smoke filled the air and the choking heat drove us to flee in all directions.
And this is just the beginning. Those who were once prey have now become our pursuers. Once, I was about to approach a deer quietly, hoping to capture it for food. But at the moment I was about to come into contact with it, the deer suddenly disappeared and appeared behind me the next second. The horns emitted strong electric light and struck towards me. I will never forget the pain of that electric shock.
We have tried to communicate with those carnivores with supernatural powers, hoping to coexist peacefully, but the rules of this world have long since changed. The laws of survival have become more stringent. Those creatures with superpowers seem to have a sense of superiority. They think that they are the new rulers, and those of us without superpowers are just their playthings.
The night is like an overturned paint bottle, covering our world. Whenever night falls, the moonlit grassland becomes a source of confusion and despair for us. The desolation and silence that filled our eyes made our walk full of fear, as if we were wandering on the edge of the abyss with every step we took.
Under the siege of supernatural animals, my brothers fell one after another. Their departure made me feel heartbroken and extremely lonely. My life also fell into despair. I started wandering, stealing the carrion left by other animals, and struggling to survive. Hunger, cold and loneliness have become my companions every day.
However, just when I was about to give up, a miracle happened. I accidentally discovered that when I ate a hare with the power of fire, I could spit out fire. It turns out that I can gain the superpowers of animals through devouring them. This discovery rekindled my hope.
With this ability, I gradually established a firm foothold on the grassland. I hunted supernatural animals alone and gained more powers by devouring them, and I became stronger and stronger. I have abilities that I could only envy before, breathing fire, lightning, and even teleporting out of thin air like that little deer. I became the king of the grassland and no longer had to worry about being bullied by any animals.
However, the source of all this - superpowers, the truth behind it has always troubled me. Why do animals suddenly have superpowers? Why am I the only one who can gain other animals’ powers by eating them?
During the exploration, I gradually discovered a mysterious phenomenon, that is, the closer we get to the towering trees where we once lived, the more powerful the animals' abilities become. I began to wonder, is the transformation of this world related to that big tree?
I decided to investigate the matter. On the unknown path of exploration, I may encounter dangers or get into trouble again, but I am willing to find the answer. Because that tree is not only the place where I grew up, but also the last hope in my heart.
After I set out on the road to find the truth, the grasslands, jungles, and even rivers I passed were full of dangers. Every creature, no matter how big or small, has powerful abilities, and they all attack me without hesitation. However, I did not back down, I chose to face it bravely.
As I continued to move forward, I found that the closer I got to this towering tree, the more powerful the animals around me became, which made my journey more difficult. However, I didn't give up because I knew the truth was ahead.
I defeated every enemy that stood in my way, devouring their bodies and abilities, and I gradually became stronger. Their power became my motivation to explore the truth. Even if there are many difficulties ahead, I will persevere, not for anything else, just to destroy and explore the reasons for destroying my life.
Finally, the towering tree that once guarded my growth appeared in front of me again. I looked for my family anxiously, but the scene in front of me made my heart ache. My beloved family may not remember me anymore.
I tried to get close to them, but when they saw me, they were only unfamiliar and wary, and even directly tried to drive me away.
Chase me. Every time they attack, it breaks my heart. I couldn't take action against them, I could only hide and become one of the expelled people again.
I walked under the shade of the trees, avoiding their attacks, while feeling extremely painful inside. This is the darkest moment in my life. My former family no longer recognizes me, and I don't know how to face them. I began to wonder if I should move on. Maybe the truth wouldn't bring me the answers I wanted. Maybe the truth would only bring greater pain.
However, no matter what, I can't give up. I have come this far. I have returned to the place where I want to live most. I have also found the home of my dreams. I think there is always a way to make it happen without doing anything. Being able to talk allows me to get home without fighting.
And soon, I also discovered that way.
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