Bab 1293: I Will Not Bear Witness To This!

As a butterfly, Harmonious Morus Alba had been made to stay in the boundless space for all eternity. No one knew just how many worlds had been born and grown to prosperity in it. This matter had been going on for so long that perhaps not even Harmonious Morus Alba itself knew about it.

The repetitions of the epochs, the lives that appeared time and again before they died from disasters were like the snow falling from the sky. Perhaps each snowflake was an epoch and contained all manner of lives. When they landed on the ground, they would be buried in the land, but more would fall from the sky. As there was no end to the snow, there was also no end to all lives.

Even if a person saw one land on the ground with their own eyes, they would never know just how many snowflakes had fallen from the sky in a snowstorm…

It was the same for Harmonious Morus Alba, which was why it did not know how many worlds had prospered on its wings.