Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

My body feels hot, burning hot.

Itchy, irritatingly itchy.

It seems like ants are crawling in the seams of my bones.

There is a strong sense of anxiety and emptiness in my heart, as if an insatiable desire. . .

A warm and slightly damp soft touch lightly brushes against his cheek, making a soft sound.

A shallow moan escapes the man's throat, his fingertips twitching slightly. Amidst the haze, he vaguely feels a tightness in his chest, like a sponge pressing against a large mass of clouds.

He struggles to open his eyelids and is startled to see a figure, causing him to sit up abruptly.

The illusion dissipates in an instant. Beads of sweat, belatedly aware, rush out from his temples and between his temples, sliding down his flawless face and falling onto his chin.

The man gasps heavily, reaching out to support his temples. His gray and white intertwined long hair cascades forward as he lowers his head, almost covering most of his arm, also covering his damp and flushed crystal-clear collarbone.

It takes him a while to recover his senses. He casually picks up the gold wire glasses frame from the bedside and places it on his nose, then looks around the palace made of white jade, gemstones, and gold.

Everything is as usual.

Above the sky is a blue ocean, where mermaids ride dolphins and frolic in the sky.

He has been looking at this scene for almost half a month, and now he feels a bit bored. He waves his palm in the air, and the surrounding scenery changes rapidly, with the previous scene of flowing sand dissipating and being replaced by a new scene full of vibrant and colorful flowers. The air feels refreshed.

This time, his home has turned into an oriental classical style: small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and towers, a stone platform for playing chess under the withered trees, and the sky with the sun and moon hanging together.

The group of mermaids has transformed into fairies dancing with colorful silk, and the beautiful starry sky and Milky Way surround the fairies like breathing jellyfish, swiftly coming and going.

Seeing the new picture, he finally relaxes and hooks the corner of his lips.

Walking down from the soft jade bed, barefoot stepping on the stone ground paved with exquisite gemstones.

He leisurely walks step by step, occasionally picking up a cloisonné long-spout pot to water the wildflowers on the roadside, occasionally reaching out and casually stirring the Milky Way hundreds of meters high in the air, transforming them into a more ideal appearance.

A colorful fluorescent blue-winged butterfly dances in front of him, he smiles faintly, snaps his fingers, and a white flower appears between his fingers. He touches the butterfly with the petals of the flower, and the flower instantly turns into a wisp of green smoke. Hundreds of colorful butterflies flutter out from the smoke, flying up and down around him.

"Hahaha" the man bursts into joyful laughter, the fluorescent butterflies chase after him until he sits down by the stone platform, then with a wave of his hand, those beautiful little things instantly disappear into thin air.

The empty stone platform instantly transforms into a crisscross chessboard, black and white pieces falling like rain onto the board.

He gazes at the chessboard, supporting his chin with his hand, and soon falls into deep thought. Just as a white piece is about to be placed, his speed of placing the pieces slows down.

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