A Young Woman's Heart

A blue fireball descended from the sky, followed closely by another fireball emitting a pale yellow light, trailing a long tail of flame.

Like two suns rising in the night sky, their dazzling light stung the man's eyes, bringing tears to his eyes.

Even the most uneducated person from the lowest rungs of society knows that those two spheres are called meteors.

Moreover, the meteor was getting closer and closer, and the fear of death was imminent, yet he had a feeling that he was about to be freed.

In his eyes, the blue meteor grew larger and larger, like a stadium, leaving him nowhere to hide.

He could already feel the intense heat emanating from the other person; it seemed as if he would be evaporated in the next second.

However, the blue meteor's angle of descent was slightly off, and it crashed heavily onto the opposite mountain, causing a landslide-like event where trees and soil mixed with rainwater were swept down.

The blue flames gradually died down, but the pale yellow, or rather, golden-glowing sphere had already reached the top of the man's head.

He couldn't help but open his arms wide, as if embracing the sun.

Perhaps it's not so bad to be free from this burden.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the intense heat to melt him.

However, all he felt was a warmth that enveloped him.

It's as comfortable as warm water in a bathtub.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself tens of meters in the air.

Just when he thought he was about to fall, he felt himself standing on the ground.

The small lake beside him, like a shallow puddle, reflected his appearance at that moment.

It was a giant whose entire body was enveloped in a pale golden light, and what was most distinctive was an inverted triangular ruby ​​on his left chest.

It was a blood-red color, like a heart.

"Boom!" The light on the blue meteorite faded, and it transformed into a ferocious monster. Its appearance was extremely strange, unlike any creature that existed in reality, or rather, it was a strange life form randomly pieced together from various peculiar creatures.

Just looking at it makes me feel uncomfortable.

The enormous monster leaned against the mountainside and roared again, its roar like a thunderclap piercing the night sky.

When it roars, even the falling raindrops seem to slow down by half a beat.

Seeing that the giant opposite it had no intention of attacking it, the monster actually turned around and tried to leave in the other direction.

That direction led directly to the middle-aged man's village.

Although he had given up hope of living much longer, his wife and daughters were still alive there.

He snapped out of his daze. Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew very well what he should do as a husband and a father.

Stop it.

The giant, radiating a pale golden light, took a step forward. The first step landed steadily, and the entire mountain range seemed to tremble slightly.

The once towering mountain peaks now appear as fragile as cardboard models.

The pale golden giant grabbed the top of a mountain and smashed it down like a brick.

The hard rock shattered on the monster's head, bringing it to a halt.

It slowly turned around, its tail swaying gently behind it.

There were many bleeding wounds on its body, indicating that it had engaged in a fierce battle with some creature before this.

The giant, enveloped in a pale golden light, quickened his pace until he even started jogging. He finally reached the monster, and the red, muscle-like stripes on his head faintly glowed red. Then, he punched the monster in the face.

The latter, however, did not simply stand there and take the beating without retaliating. Taking advantage of this moment, its long tail moved and lashed out hard across the giant's back.

The muscles in the giant's shoulder blades suddenly exerted force, and the exertion of each muscle was clearly visible.

The muscles in his right arm suddenly bulged, and then he grabbed the tail that was attacking his back and threw the monster away with a backhand.

"Bang—boom—" The mountain was as fragile as paper, and the upper part collapsed in an instant, with countless broken trees tumbling down.

The monster howled in agony as a large chunk of flesh was scraped off its back, revealing clearly the white bones, one of which was broken.

Faced with such a monster, the giant, radiating a pale golden light, showed no mercy. Without hesitation, he grabbed the monster's upper body and slammed it against the mountain again and again.

Bright red blood continued to flow, but the monster remained tenacious, and its struggles became increasingly violent.

"Howl—"

The massive tail once again proved its worth, sending the giant flying and slamming it into the ground, half of its head sinking into the small 'puddle'.

The monster burrowed into the ground like a madman, and when the giant stood up, the last part of its tail had completely disappeared into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the ground trembled a few times, and then fell silent again.

On such a stormy night, the commotion in the deep mountains was drowned out by the thunder, and no one noticed anything unusual.

The golden giant slowly turned into particles of light and disappeared, replaced by the man standing on the mountaintop.

He was soaked to the bone by the rain, and stared silently and blankly at the sky.

A strange image surfaced in his mind; he knew it was the small town closest to the village…

Does this mean that the monster will reappear in the small town?

If such a huge monster were to appear in the city, countless innocent people would die.

The man looked down and found that he had an ornament, or rather a prop, made of two triangular red gemstones.

Because it was as big as two palms, the man had never seen such a large gemstone before.

He had a premonition that if he held the two rubies in his left and right hands respectively and separated them, he would once again become that pale golden giant.

"Giant..." He silently put the gem into his pocket, "Why did you choose me...?"

The rain fell like tears from the heavens, unstoppable.

The man had no heart to bury the body anymore—in fact, the battle had damaged too much of the mountainside, and the body was nowhere to be found.

Become a hero? Save humanity?

This simple, middle-aged man didn't want any of that; all he wanted was to live a normal life and live out his uneventful existence.

However, regardless of whether the monster wanted to go to the small town or not, he had to go there.

Because there are more important things to do.

He had to take the money from selling his ancestral jewelry and give it to his youngest daughter.

To be precise, it should be the hospital where his youngest daughter was staying.

Soaked to the bone, he returned home, but his wife was not asleep. Instead, she looked at the mountains behind them and anxiously watched the doorway.

Until he pushed open the door and came in.

"W-How is it, sir?"

"Huff...huff..." He gasped for breath, giving a look of relief. "I killed him."

"Huh? Eh? You...you really...you really killed someone?"

"Ah."

"What should we do..."

“But we had money now, and I took another three thousand from his wallet.”

"You...you're doing this..."

"He insisted on borrowing money to save his life, how could I possibly give in?"

"Sigh, sigh... but it's just a daughter... and it's not a particularly serious illness, maybe it will get better on its own?"

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a daughter or a son, they’re all my own flesh and blood… How could that kind of illness possibly heal on its own so easily?” The man gave a bitter smile. “Give me the keys, I need to go to the city.”

"Are you going to pay all the money now?"

"Yes, it'll be too late if we don't go now, let's hurry."

Will he/she... come back?

"...Yes, I will." The man's answer was somewhat hesitant.

"Where...where is he buried?"

"In the mountains," the man mumbled, taking the car keys from his wife, jumping into the pickup truck that had been his only companion for over a decade, and leaving the remote mountain village under the cover of thunder.

Meanwhile, his eldest daughter was leaning against the window, staring in the direction of the mountain.

During the violent tremor, she clearly saw a giant emitting a pale golden light fighting some kind of monster in the distant mountains.

But like a shooting star, he came quickly and disappeared just as fast, to the point that she even thought it was just her imagination.

“A giant like a shooting star…” she murmured softly.

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This article is a story about the Giant of Light written by Mo Xueyao. If it is popular, it will be updated again like the Sugar Diary. Otherwise, it will not be written in detail.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Quiet Mountains

As the saying goes, spring brings drowsiness, summer brings fatigue, autumn brings weariness, and winter brings hibernation. Almost every season has a pleasant afternoon when people feel sleepy.

Of course, this is because the cabin is located in the mountains. Although it is relatively humid here, it is much cooler than the city, even on a sunny day like this.

The cicadas, which chirp far more often than in the city, are also the best lullaby.

—You get used to it after a while, and then you'll find that the cicada's chirping with a touch of electronic music is quite pleasant.

Moreover, people usually don't feel hot after they fall asleep.

After Hua Yinyin finished drawing a perfect illustration, she carefully revised the details for a long time. However, she still felt unsatisfied, so she simply started drawing black and white comics with a pencil. Originally, her job was just to express the most shocking and exciting plot with images.

But now, she decided to express it through comics, which was purely on a whim.

The advantage of black and white comics is that they can be drawn faster, and as long as the panel layout is excellent, they can also have a very strong expressive power.