My Wife is Tim

Remembering the deceased, and then moving forward with the legacy of the deceased, this is the way of human existence.

Painful, but unavoidable.

"Whether it is individual or collective growth, it must be accompanied by this process."

Annan held a bunch of dew-covered white flowers in his hand and gently placed it on a ruined wall. He didn't know if he was celebrating the new life or remembering the death.

"Probably, after this war, the people of Uruk should grow up. As for what the future will be like, that is something that the gods can't see clearly."

Beside him, Ishtar, who was sitting on Maana floating in the air, said in an uncertain tone.

"Instead, the era of coexistence between humans and gods is coming to an end. Humans who have chosen to say goodbye to gods will survive as flesh-and-blood human beings until the last moment."

Annan looked at Uruk in the distance, his dark eyes reflecting the ancient capital of civilization.

After a while, he spoke to Ishtar.

"Ishtar, are you really not going to leave with us? The Age of Gods has come to an end, and the future will be determined by human's own will, and it won't help you to stay here."

"Father, why do you need to ask the question knowingly?"

Putting his hands on Maanna, Ishtar swung his feet in the air and refused Annan's invitation.

"I'm the god of Mesopotamia, or the patron saint of Uruk, and I'll keep watch till the end, no matter what?"

"That's what I said, so let's just pretend I didn't say this proposal."

Annan shrugged, not surprised at all, then waved his hand free and easy as farewell, and slowly prepared to leave under Ishtar's gaze.

"Father, are you going to see Ereshkigal in the underworld next?"

"No, there's no need for that. Even you refused the invitation. It's more obvious how Ellie would choose."

Annan replied without turning his head, and didn't even use his clairvoyance to look at the situation in the underworld.

The mistress of the underworld has her own pride, and even his predecessor and father cannot change it.

presumably……

When the age of gods has ended, the soul will no longer remain in this land.

Left alone until the last underworld mistress has completed her mission.

Ereshkigal will disappear as a flower after the bright sunlight illuminates the dead wilderness of the underworld, just like the afterglow of the glorious memory seen countless times in a dream.

It was her choice, and it was their choice.

"I really don't know what to say about you. Although many generations have passed, you still inherited one of your mother's things very well, which is stubbornness."

"However, at this time, it would be better to use the word 'due diligence'."

Annan said half-jokingly and half-sensely, then stepped out and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Only the sound of his goodbye remained in the air.

"I'm going to find your mother, let's meet again in the future."

……

……

Imaginary number transformation, the distance of space is directly erased, Annan crossed thousands of miles in an instant and appeared in a bay.

That was what was later known as the Persian Gulf.

The mouths of the Euphrates and Tigris rivers are here.

"Tiamat, what are you looking at?"

Annan found Tiamat on the beach in the Persian Gulf.

At this moment, the Mesopotamian mother is sitting on the sand with her knees tucked, looking at the undulating sea in the distance, with a thoughtful look.

Annan followed Tiamat's line of sight and saw two freshwater rivers meandering like dragons with rapid currents, crashing into the sea full of salt water, splashing large waves of white foam.

This made Annan's heart move.

Tiamat is known to represent the Aral Sea, and he Annan can now also symbolize fresh water.

Fresh water rushing into the Aral Sea means what it means.

Moreover, the entrance to the sea is more like a woman's pelvis, and the river that goes straight into it is like a man's, so there is no need to explain the splashing white foam.

Therefore, there is everywhere between heaven and earth the truth of human yin and yang intercourse.

And Tiamat has been looking at the scene of this place, is it implying something to him?

Annan was thoughtful. At this moment, his reading comprehension even reached the level of super high school.

Then, he was sat down by Tiamatra.

"Annan, accompany me to see the world again."

Tiamat's tone was reluctant, and he gently rested his head on Annan's shoulder.

Annan was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. He and Tiamat put their bodies together first. They sat side by side on the beach and looked into the distance. A red sun was slowly rising from the sea in the distance.

"Ready to let go?"

"Well, the children have grown up and don't need their mother's company anymore."

Tiamat and Annan watched the sunrise together, their delicate and pretty faces were a little disappointed, "As a mother, there will always be such a day, but every mother is not very happy."

"This group of unfilial sons is really unreliable, and I don't know how to spend more time with the elderly. In the end, it depends on the husband and wife who depend on each other for life. Let's grow old together!"

Annan was talking crap, trying to make Tiamat happy.

"Ah."

Tiamat responded lightly, his face flushed slightly, and he put his hand in Annan's palm.

The two held hands like this, leaning on each other, quietly watching the sunrise, the sea, and the world.

gradually……

The sound of the river, the sound of the waves, the sound of the tide, and the sound of the breathing of these two people blended together perfectly, and they were completely indistinguishable from each other.

It seems to exist, and it does not seem to exist.

Finally, the sun wheel shines high, and the bright sun shines with vitality, coating the earth with a layer of golden streamer.

what……

A contented sigh leaked from his lips and scraped into every corner of the world.

All living beings seem to be aware of it, and at this moment, they all look up to the direction of the sea.

But there is no one on the beach.

……

……

The beast of return is gone.

The Age of Gods will begin to fade away as the primordial gods disappear.

Occasionally, there are evils that can be defeated without fighting.

Beast II, confirmed disappearance.

The Seventh Singularity, the Absolute Warcraft Front, Babylonia... The foundation of Humanity is laid and restored!

(Volume [-], End)

Chapter 160 Is it reasonable for me to carry the Archon Spear with me?

"Boss, after the work is done, shouldn't it be time to settle the salary?"

With his hands in his pockets, Annan stepped on the steps of a strong man alone, stepping on the void, smashing through layers of dimensions like a speeding behemoth, traveling through time and space, and finally stopped very close to the root.

In other words, this place is the gate to the roots.

Going a little further, you can reach the vortex of the root that the magician dreams of.

But for thousands of years, almost all magicians have stopped here.

Because the restraint will be the last hurdle in front of all the magicians who pursue the root cause.

but……

If Annan wants to express his thoughts, it doesn't make sense to stop him or not.

Those who can reach the root are already inside the root and are inextricably linked with the root.

No matter how you block it, people will be able to enter sooner or later. Just like going back to your own home, blocking it is also a no-brainer.

And those who cannot reach the root cause are destined to never reach the root cause for the rest of their lives.

In this case, blocking is also white blocking.

of course.

Annan's words are somewhat suspicious of standing and talking without back pain.

Although he was right, there is still a dream, what if one day it comes true?

Isn't there another word called miracle?

Magic is inherently a miracle, turning the impossible into possible growth.

Every magician always believes that he will be the next to perform miracles, even though most of them become the huge denominator of the tiny probability of miracles.

But so what?

People who believe in miracles are as amazing as miracles.

Although this sentence may be poisonous chicken soup for countless magicians.

But no matter what, it has nothing to do with Annan, and he is not ready to enter the root cause again.

He came to the door of the root, just to find a restraint.

"Boss, after the work is done, shouldn't it be time to settle the salary?"

Annan was like a repeating machine with no emotion, repeating his words again.