A former fool wants to change the world

(With the new system coding, the text has been corrected. The side effect is that the title cannot exceed 32 characters...)

I will copy the congratulations to Perun last year. It can be regarded as an exposition of the past. I wish the great artist a happy birthday! (Perun: 6)

Perun’s first person note.

Thanks to my dear friend for polishing the writing!!!

This was probably the most unlucky day of my life.

I crawled out of the pile of ice debris, the cold constantly eating away at my nerves.

I knew that I would offend a lot of people because of the way I spoke, but I didn’t expect that two groups of people who were originally incompatible with each other would join forces to trip me up, force-fed five bottles of fire water into my stomach, and then took advantage of the situation. Because my head was not clear, he took me to the edge of the cliff and kicked me down.

So the question is, why am I still alive?

This is the deepest crack in the ground in winter. It is bottomless and covered with ice. How could there be anyone here?

"Oops, I crawled out (⊙o⊙)！"

A girl with black hair and red eyes sat cross-legged on a large block of ice and looked at me with a condescending smile.

"I heard the sound of something falling. It was me who helped you melt the thick ice, otherwise you would have been smashed into pieces."

"Who are you?"

"I still want to ask you!"The other party jumped down in my direction,"Do you want to commit suicide?"

You just committed suicide. Even if I want to jump off the cliff, I have to wait until the matter is over. I ignored her and tried to find an exit.

"Don't look for me, little brother. This place is just to seal in a lunatic like me. It can't be burned without strong firepower."

I raised my head and couldn't see the sky or the cliff at all.

……Then find a ghost!

I sat down on the ground dejectedly. The other person approached me with a hot breath, and my body immediately felt a lot warmer.

"Why don't you have a chat? I've been here for a long time and I'm bored. I'm not bragging. Maybe I was here before your grandpa's grandpa was born!"

……Thank you, you are really good at talking.

Is it possible that in the depths of ice and snow that are so deep that no light can be seen, a girl dressed strangely but certainly out of season can survive alone like a normal person?

Anyway, I have encountered a lot of strange things recently, and this one is not lacking.

"I was quite happy to see someone come for the first time. I forgot to ask the most important thing. My name is Sunny Seth. What is your name?"

"Sol"

"Thor?"

Very good, her brain circuits and mine are completely different.

So I was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell her my real name that had been buried in time.

"……AбстрактноеИскусство"

"It sounds a lot like Maozi's name! Okay, okay, why don’t you call me that?……"

Perhaps seeing my obviously unhappy expression, the other party finally took back the title.

"Why don't you tell me more about your story? After listening, I will consider whether I want to tell you about mine."

Okay, then let's tell her about me. Anyway, I will die here sooner or later. At least I have a little girl (only in appearance) to keep me company.

So I started to tell her, starting from the fact that I have nothing to do with ordinary people. A strange childhood began.

I was born in an intellectual family.

Thanks to a good educational environment, I gradually grew up, and my grades in middle school were relatively high. I also taught myself cello and painting.

Of course, cello is only an amateur level, because My paintings were inexplicably praised to a level that I never dared to imagine, and I became a new star in the painting world.

But I don’t paint for fame or praise, I just want to try my best to paint what I want to express. That’s all, and then I just added a few more forms of expression.

Because I know that many things are destined to be impossible to realize in reality, I express them in another form.

Creators who are obsessed with pursuing perfect works know this best. Everything is the most difficult thing to happen to people.

Because reality cannot be as beautiful as we imagined, so I want to make up for this regret in creation.

But I still can't help it. To use the criticism of the opposite artist, I call it"even crazier".

Not just as a creator, but also fighting against the reality that is always unsatisfactory.

I always feel... a little unwilling to accept it.

It is obvious that the world is right in front of us, why should we moan for no reason and ignite the smoke of controversy?

"cough……！"

I had to bend down and cover my mouth, seeing blood on my palms

"Wow, brother, you are not the type who is very weak but very capable of fighting, are you?"

Bernin was still chattering next to my ear, and my heart suddenly became cold.

Am I suffering from alcohol poisoning?!

Although people from the Winter Solstice generally give people the impression that they are good drinkers, they drank five bottles at once. Fire water, five bottles!

Wait... there seems to be something wrong with that smell.……

"Brother, why do I smell hydrogen sulfide?"

Bernin was talking about nouns that I didn't understand again, but it didn't seem to hinder my understanding, because one of the five bottles of fire water they poured into me exuded a strange smell unique to elemental potions. Something seemed to Quietly broke inside my body

"Hey, hey, little brother, little brother?"

The gray in front of me turned into pure black, and Bernin's voice gradually left me.

【Sorry for making this decision. 】

Then there is nothing to be sorry for. I separated it voluntarily. We all know that I will not be good for what I am going to do next.

【When the time comes, I will come to you. 】

I've been waiting for this day, bye——

[O roaring enemy, O lofty god who makes me look up to the mountain.]*

Somehow, there seems to be something connecting me to the other end.

*Here is the translation of the sentence Seno said when he was removing the demonic residue for Collet in the official comic"Genshin Project". ps: Perron’s birthday is December 16th, and both this date and his experiences pinch him.