A star of flesh and blood floats in the sea.
Grab, grab, grab. It rolls in the waves and jumps with joy. The blood of the stars melts it and then reshapes it, making it more strange and complex. But it is different from other melting stars - it has its own ideas, which always make it more in line with its own preferences, so it is no longer composed of cold and stiff stone, but soft and malleable flesh. It swaggers with this temporary body, lying on a small dreamland.
This is a very fun thing. It thinks so. A beautiful sugar ball floating in the thick soup, inlaid with various exquisite things. It couldn't help but lick the shell of the dream over and over again, trying to pry out the contents and play with it. That was not an easy task, so when the two small biscuits inside turned into silver light and flashed out, it couldn't help but spin happily.
"Hi, friends!" it greeted loudly, immediately rushing to make out with them. But the light rushed so fast that it couldn't catch up in the sea. In normal times, it would be able to catch them securely, but it could not do so in this sea.
here. This sea has always been an interesting place, leading to any space it can imagine, including of course its own birthplace. But the place where it was born is empty and boring. It believes that this sea can flow to more and more interesting places, but it can't go there yet. Most of the time it just hangs around and looks at the melting stars. Almost all of them are dead, and none of them are as handsome as it, so it gets boring after a long time.
The best thing about these corpses is that they actually come from different places. It took a while for it to figure out this fact, and learn how to trace them back to their origin. Sometimes those Death Stars would bring specialties from their hometown, and sometimes it could even follow their path to visit the new world. That's not difficult, because its thoughts can travel as fast as light, except in this ocean. In this wave of star corpse liquid, even thoughts have to have a bulky body. How interesting this is! But how boring! It always rolls here to kill time, or occasionally throws one or two small cookies picked up from outside into the hole.
Regarding the big black hole, it knows that she is also a star, and it is the only star in this sea that is more special than it. The star was darker and brighter, larger and lighter, both dead and alive. She is the star that gave birth to this sea, and she is also the star that gave birth to this sea. It would sometimes circle around her, thinking of her as its own mother. She had never spoken to it, but it knew that she loved listening to music. If anyone sings until she understands it, her whole body will shine. At that time, she was the kindest star in the world, willing to agree to any request. But at the same time, she is also very violent. Anyone who tries to get close will always be eaten clean by her. It's clean, leaving no residue at all. So it always circles around her light, never really getting close. Maintaining social distance is necessary because even mom will not sacrifice her belly to love it.
嘘戅戅. But now things have changed a bit. Today - it forgot which cookie it had learned this word from, to distinguish all the moments when it felt different from the past - today was a good day. An outsider sang a song in the sea, and the darkest and most beautiful stars in the sea shone brightly, making the whole sea lively. Outsider No. 1 brought No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, and made it dance with joy. It couldn't have been a better day for the stars.
"Stop!" it shouted to the retreating silver light, "Wait for me, my friend!"
"Beast!" Yin Guang responded from a distance.
This enthusiastic response made him extremely happy. The Devil's Dream Candy Ball is less attractive to it now. It had to look at the two little cuties in the light. So it moved its thousands of arms and legs—it liked these fancy parts—and rowed hard toward the depths of the waves.
After all, there is something not fun about this sea. It makes the stars' thoughts become heavy, but it makes Biscuit Crumb's thoughts light. Because stars can have thousands of thoughts at the same time, but cookie crumbs are one thought at a time. It's boring to have only one.
"Wait for me!" it shouted fervently again, paddling deeper into the sea.
The sea of stars surged gurglingly, and many luminous debris grew out of it. When these debris flow into the sea, they grow and expand, growing into furry wings of fire. They were born from the songs of Outsider No. 1, endless, yet boring. It plucked from the cookies' vocabulary and invented a word to describe these song creatures: it called them fire and snowflakes. They are numerous and exquisite, and they look cute, but they cannot withstand manipulation. Whichever one it grabs, it melts immediately.
Thousands of fire and snowflakes swirled in the star tide, interlocking and weaving with each other, forming a slightly larger net bag, enough to hang the largest cookie it had ever seen. But that doesn't bother it yet. It is a star after all, and with just a slight bump along the waves, the snowflake net will fall apart. Can they cause trouble for it? It doesn't think it can yet. And if in the future they are big enough that even it can get into them, it doesn't have to fight hard. It can just row away on the wave and find other interesting things. It is a very easy-going star!
It knocked away the snowflakes and continued to chase the silver light. The light has also become slower in this sea, and sometimes it has to go around the snowflake net. Xuehuawang also particularly liked this light and chased the tail of the silver light with it.
"Where are you going!" it shouted while chasing, "Don't go looking for my mother!"
The answer of silver light lingers in the sea.
"brute--!"
The living star was satisfied. The waves also cheer for their long-lasting friendship. Just when it was in high spirits, the silver light fell into an extraordinarily dense network of snowflakes. In the flickering fire, a silver stone man was writhing in the fire and snow. This stone man is one size larger than the ordinary biscuits, and is the largest it has ever seen, but it is no big deal if compared with the stars. It's played him before, and it didn't feel very interesting, and the glow was common to stars. Not that everyone does this, but it does eat a lot of guys who like to show off like this.
The stone man was about to melt. In the thick ink-like sea tide and the constantly growing fire and snow, this big biscuit has become dull, and the skin has peeled off layer by layer as if it has been weathered. This stone man is not as strong as the red one, it commented from a distance. The red one is very cunning and knows how to divert the tide, fire and snow away so that it cannot touch it at all. It may not be able to stick to its mother's side, but in the final analysis it still needs to be strong. So why is it different? Could it be that the more fancy stone figures are stronger? It made sense when he thought about it, because the stars were the same. It is the most gorgeous star here, except for its mother who loves to listen to music.
But then something painful happened. The silver light that was supposed to be heading towards its mother turned around for some reason and fell straight towards the melting stone man. The stone man no longer resisted the fire and snow, but opened his arms in the sea, as if facing eternal destruction.
"Hey, hey! Wait!" it shouted, "Don't die! Come to me first!"
Silver light penetrated into the fire and snow. It's almost heartbreaking for this. It was truly heartbroken when it thought this way - the wave responded to its thoughts by splitting it in two down the middle, splitting it into two bloody hemispheres. Then it entangled itself with countless hands and feet and continued to move towards that place. The fun devil it is obsessed with may be gone, but at least it can still chew the stone man's crumbs. That's not bad, it plans to use these scraps to play with the red stone man.
It is no longer in a hurry, because the red stone man is relatively strong and can wait for a while. So it floated there slowly. When it was halfway through the swim, the ball of fire and snow had swelled. They were like inflated rubber balls, constantly squeezing outwards, and the brilliant colors dimmed because of this, and finally they were completely extinguished.
The living star flapped its dense limbs. It looked curiously at the extinguished net bag, watching it tear from the middle. From the crack grew shadows like branches.
"Ouch?" it shouted excitedly, "Who's there?"
The shadows of the trees rise slowly in the sea. From the depths of the extinguished fire cocoon, the living star saw a giant of silver and black emerge from it.
