[I also recalled the one night in the middle of the One Thousand and One Nights, where Queen of Sanluzode started to recite the stories of the One Thousand and One Nights word for word, and it might return to the night she tells, thus becoming endless.]
...
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In the dim room, a young man with disheveled white hair sat amidst a floor full of draft papers, picked up a pen, and aimed at each illusory figure, filling them with flesh and blood using words.
The tip of the pen bloomed into flowers, among which a figure gradually solidified, revealing blue hair and blue eyes like the sea, and smiled:
"Su Ming'an, I am Lu, I am back."
"Don't worry, I won't die."
"Bang!"
Paper flowers scattered, Su Ming'an punched, the figure turned into ink and scattered into pieces.
