The world?
I couldn't help but find it amusing.
Never mind the world, saving a half-dead, aimless soul like me wandering in the Otherworld, not even knowing when I might vanish into thin air.
What world?
How dare I even dream of this world?
But that beautiful little fairy, exuding a fragrance of peach blossoms all over.
The fairy was so beautiful, beautiful to the point where it was hard to distinguish between male and female, such that I couldn't determine their gender at all.
Even the voice was indistinguishable, leaving one guessing, unable to tell.
From start to finish, the fairy had a smile on their face.
They said, "Just tell me, do you want it or not?"
For a child, not understanding what the world means is natural.
Especially at that time, I was imprisoned for years, completely cut off from the outside world.
I was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how to reply.
