This reminds Kraft of the days he spent at his grandmother's house when he was a child. Most of them were during the Chinese New Year, when fields covered in thin snow spread out from the village to distant hills. The difference was that at that time, one could often see distant lights and scattered fireworks blooming in distant or nearby places. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that further away were huge dams and water plants in the mountains, and the water supply within and beyond his sight was handled by this behemoth.

The powerful force driven by lightning and steel never stops day and night, dispelling the confusion and fear of facing the magnificent world from ancient times to the present. When you turn on the faucet, you can feel the human power from the distant mountains to the present everywhere.

And here, in this place where time seems to have been turned back hundreds or thousands of years, the small village and the few wheat fields around it are all controlled by humans. In less than ten minutes, you can step from human territory into a pure primitive land.

That is the territory of spruce trees and various unknown creatures, where the cold mist wanders with wolf packs and other unknown beasts covered in fur and scales, gazing at them in the vast and ancient darkness surrounding humanity's tiny creations, no different from examining herds of deer.

Modern people often like to mock the superstitions and foolishness of the ancients, unaware of how thrilling nature and unknown power can be in such darkness. Even the evil spirits and ghosts in plasma horror movies are not worth mentioning in such a sense of oppression.

From the story of wolf packs attacking humans to the rumor of a remote village disappearing overnight, even more chilling content often occurs long after it is accidentally discovered by travelers passing by. The victims have already become indistinguishable substances, devoured by this dark and savage world - while more unknown stories are swallowed up by the discoverer and continue to disguise themselves with blank spaces on the map.

At this moment, the most advanced weapon of humanity, the sword pinned to his waist, was laughably powerless like a toothpick. Even in the most arrogant legends and stories, there have never been mortals who dared to challenge the mountains.

Kraft, the part of the otherworldly realm, once felt that the earth beneath his feet was so narrow that it made humanity feel crowded in just a few hundred years. All magnificent or eerie legends were exposed under the wonders of technology, except for the mysteries waiting to be developed in the starry sky.

But now, he is somewhat uncertain. Something inexplicable happened to him, two completely unrelated souls - if they were really souls, they could be mixed together. This is a phenomenon that cannot be explained either on the other side or on this side, and speaking it out will only be regarded as a madman's nonsense.

Does this mean that the world is secretly hiding another side of it? That is a more magnificent and chaotic realm, a part that humans are proud of and have yet to touch with technology.

It was this mystery that opened up a corner in front of Kraft, which completely changed his life in an unimaginable way and raised sharp questions about the worldview he had established in his short past life. It is like a small dark cloud that once floated over the heads of the physics community in the 20th century, like a flawed corner on the perfect celestial sphere, shattering everything that was unbreakable in the past and requiring a completely new theory to make up for this fatal flaw that is less than one thousand for the whole.

But now he was standing in front of a poorly crafted wooden window, as darkness rushed towards him, devouring everything in his sight. His limited talents are not worth mentioning in such ignorant and terrifying darkness, even if there is some professional knowledge that transcends this world and has no end, it is still an untimely dragon slaying technique here. This is undoubtedly a torture.

Kraft could feel an unknown thirst surging deep within his body, which may have been born in this corner of his soul as early as last night, ignoring a person's personality and desires, silently spreading on its own. It is not until all sounds are calm that you notice a vine of it that you will understand its existence within your body, with its vast roots penetrating deep into your consciousness.

In silence, Kraft gazed out the window at the dark world where he couldn't find the point of sight, losing his sight and becoming more sensitive to hearing. He noticed that there seemed to be a subtle sound breaking his contemplation.