The first dragon-men were born and then became extinct.

Anissa watched as the dragons she created died in droves, in miserable and helpless ways.

This world that was so beautiful and peaceful to the witch was indescribably terrifying to them. In just a blink of an eye to the witch, the newly born dragons disappeared, like a flash in the pan.

They had even arranged a settlement place for these dragon people in advance and prepared some things, but they had not had time to use them all.

At this moment, their tens of millions of years of expectations were dashed in an instant.

In front of the towering mountain of tombs.

The witches stood in a row, and you could see the disappointment on their faces.

"Failed?"

The failure of such long years of efforts in an instant is a blow that is unimaginable for anyone.

But the witches seem to have an iron heart and a perseverance that cannot be destroyed.

"It has to be adjusted again."

"You can't adjust it casually, you have to find the right method and the problem."

“Let’s open a world in a vat!”

"It can only be this way."

During their conversation, they spoke lightly.

"Let's do it again!"

No matter what kind of setbacks they encounter, all they can say is to do it again. Understatement contains terrifying strength and determination.

The other witches turned and left, but Anissa was still standing in front of the mountain.

The dragons buried under the graves could not choose their own birth, nor could they choose their own death. No one would even know that they had been born in the future.

At this moment, the image of the lizard dying outside the vessel suddenly appeared in front of her again.

At this time, the witches looked at her and shouted to her.

"Anisa!"

"Stop watching, do it again."

Anissa followed again.

The huge glass jar was placed on the Gate of the Earth, the cave.

The seemingly incredible act of creating life became a reality under the power of the glass jar. The crystal wall shrouded the earth outside, and the glass jar contained a simulated world that was exactly the same as the outside.

The dragon man finally succeeded in making it.

"Click!"

With the sound of the glass tank opening, foam filled the sky and rushed to the world.

The dragons in the glass jar disappeared into thin air, while the dragons in reality were born one by one in the white sweep and ushered in a new life.

The witches happily scattered them into the world, waiting for them to thrive in this land.

Of course Anissa is there too.

She watched the dragon-men leave the glass tank and rush into the distance, just like the lizard she once let go and finally rush into the jungle.

But at this moment, Anissa could no longer be happy.

She could see that the lizard was just moving from one container to another, and these dragon people were just moving from one glass jar to another.

They still cannot choose their birth, nor can they decide their future.

Anissa asked the Earth Witch on the side: "What are we doing over and over again, working hard, reincarnating, and doing all this across the long years to usher in?"

Myrtle prayed devoutly and told Anissa: "When the power of life becomes perfect, the Creator will truly come to this world."

Anissa has learned the power of destiny.

So when the being who holds destiny truly enters this world, what will everything become?

——

After the birth of the Dragon Man.

The witches decided to create another race this time, and also tried to deduce the model of the life authority.

In addition to the established procedures of the world in the vat, another arranged existence will be thrown in to achieve the goal through off-site factors.

The glass jar is opened.

The wingless birdman appeared, and at the same time the being who called himself the Prisoner Bird appeared.

The witches promised him the position of the real King of the Sky, but he had already left the glass tank, but he refused to leave the platform holding the glass tank.

"King of the Sky?"

"I already am, can't you see?"

Anissa looked at the "prison bird" standing in the center of the empty platform, shouting to the surroundings.

"Look quickly."

"My kingdom in the sky, my people, and my priests, didn't they all come out with me?"

Birdman made an ice sculpture throne and sat on it.

"Listen, they are cheering for me."

"How enthusiastic, they are all here."

"Can't you hear me?"

This farce silenced all the witches.

Anissa looked at the "prison bird" and said, "He's gone crazy."

But she heard the "prison bird" shout again: "If I don't go out, there is also a cage outside. There are cages everywhere, and I won't go out."

The other party even looked at them witches and laughed: "You are also in the glass jar, so are you."

The witches are about to enter their next slumber, waiting for the civilization of dragons and birdmen to develop to a certain extent.

On the Tower of Babel.

Anissa lay on the steps looking at the world of stars.

The tower soul on the side appeared but did not speak, just stayed by her side quietly.

Various images kept popping up in her mind, including the scene when she was a child looking out at the Tower of Babel, the moment when the lizard walked out of the vessel, and the moment when the lizard species she created was exterminated by the dragon beast.

She saw the dragon man running into the distance, and also saw the prison bird imprisoning itself on the ice sculpture throne.

But in the end, the scene was frozen when she was staring at the candlestick throne that dominated life.

She seemed to be talking to herself, or to the soul of the Tower of Babel beside her.

"When I was a child, I longed for the world outside the tower. You don't know how happy I was when I rushed out of the tower, but I don't know when that happiness disappeared."

"Why was I so sad when the lizard couldn't go out? I still remember that sad feeling, but it was just a lizard?"

"Why do I feel so envious when I look at the throne of the ruler of life? What am I envious of her for?"

"The prison bird said that we are also in a glass jar. He was right, but who doesn't live in a glass jar? There is no way to change this."

On the stairs, Anissa's two arms supported her graceful curves.

She tilted her head and looked at the tower soul beside her.

"Are people always dissatisfied?"

"I long for a bigger world, but after coming to the bigger world, I want to have a broader world. So what if I go outside?"

"Isn't it extremely stupid to pursue infinite things with your limited self and drown yourself in endless desires?"

"It seems like that crazy 'Prison Bird' may have made the right choice."

"We should be more content, right?"

"tower!"

Even so.

But Anissa was extremely sad, just like when she was a child, the sadness when the lizard died never left her chest.

And over the course of fifty million years, she unknowingly became extremely disappointed with the land and world that she longed for so much when she was a child.

Tower Soul: "I don't understand the big principles you said, but I still want to get out."

Anissa: "Why do you want to leave this world? Even if you leave, you will be captured by the dominant god again?"

Tahun said: "Of course I do, I want to see the outside, even for a moment."

Anissa: "How about just a moment?"

Anissa looked at the world of stars and wondered how much time had passed.
To be continued...