Returning to his room, Lin Qiye closed the door.He didn't turn on the light.It was already late at night, and the faint starlight outside the window spilled onto the floor. In the dark room, Lin Qiye sat at his desk and slowly removed the black silk blindfold from his eyes.In the mirror on the desk, a handsome young face was reflected.Lin Qiye was good-looking, and if he took off his blindfold, tidied up a bit, and paired it with his inexplicably aloof and deep aura, he would definitely be the kind of handsome school idol.Unfortunately, he had worn the black silk blindfold for years, and his identity as a disabled person completely obscured his radiance.In the mirror, Lin Qiye's eyes were closed.His brows furrowed slightly, and the eyelids covering his eyes trembled, as if he were struggling to open them. Even his hands were clenched into fists, exerting force.One second, two seconds, three seconds...His body trembled for a long time, and finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly relaxed, breathing heavily.A few drops of sweat trickled down Lin Qiye's cheek, and a trace of anger appeared between his brows.Just a little more… just a little more!Why is it always just a little bit?When will he be able to open his eyes again and see this world for himself?He told them he could see, but that was a lie.His eyes couldn't open at all, not even a slit.But he didn't lie.Because even with his eyes closed, he could clearly "see" everything around him.It was a strange feeling, as if his entire body had eyes, allowing him to perceive everything from all angles, with clearer and farther vision than his original eyes ever gave him.At first, he couldn't do this. During the first five years after losing his sight, he was no different from other truly blind people, only able to sense the world through sound and his cane.But for some reason, five years ago, his eyes seemed to undergo some change, and he began to sense the surroundings.At first, it was only a few centimeters in front of him. Over time, he could "see" farther and more clearly. Now, five years later, his vision had reached a range of ten meters.For a normal person, ten meters would mean near blindness, but for a young man who had lost his sight, these ten meters meant everything.What was more important was that the ten meters he could "see" disregarded obstacles.In other words, within a ten-meter radius around Lin Qiye, he had absolute vision. To put it crudely, he could see through things, but to elevate it, he could see every dust particle floating in the air, every part inside a machine, and every little movement a magician made under the table...This ability seemed to come from the eyes that had been tightly closed beneath the black silk for ten years.Although Lin Qiye had this nearly superhuman power, he was still unsatisfied. Having ten meters of absolute vision was good, but he wanted to use his own eyes to see the world.This was the stubbornness of a teenager.Although he had failed to open his eyes today, he could clearly feel that... he was getting closer to truly opening his eyes.After washing up, Lin Qiye, as usual, went to bed early. Years of living as a blind person had given him a good habit of going to bed early.But as he lay on the bed, his mind involuntarily drifted back to that image.Under the dark cosmic sky, on the dead surface of the moon, the grayish-white earth reflected the dim starlight. In the largest and deepest lunar crater stood a figure that resembled a statue.The figure stood silently, as though it had existed since ancient times. A divine golden radiance bloomed from it, and that aura was enough to make all living beings bow to the ground.Behind it, six wings, as large as they were exaggerated, spread out, blocking the sunlight that shone from behind. The enormous shadow stretched across the silvery-gray earth.What truly burned itself into Lin Qiye's mind, never to be forgotten, were its eyes.Those eyes, filled with divine majesty, burned like a furnace, dazzling and bright—like staring directly at the sun!He had seen those eyes, and in an instant, his world was swallowed by darkness.Ten years ago, he spoke the truth but was diagnosed as mentally ill.But he knew better than anyone else what was real and what was a delusion.Ever since he saw the Seraph on the moon, he understood that this world... was far more complicated than it appeared.Gradually, Lin Qiye fell into a deep sleep.Little did he know, at the moment he drifted into slumber, two brilliant golden beams of light shot out from the slits of his closed eyes, flashing briefly and disappearing....Clink, clink, clink...In the misty world, Lin Qiye walked alone.The mist around him rolled and seemed endless. Though he walked in the void, each time his foot touched the ground, it made a crisp sound, as if there was an invisible surface beneath his feet.Lin Qiye looked down at his body, sighed."Not this dream again... It's so tiring, okay?" Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly and took a step forward.In the next moment, the mist around him rolled back, revealing a strange modern building in front of him.It was strange because, despite being a modern-style building, certain details were mysteriously designed.For example, the large iron door carved with countless gods, the lights that looked like burning fireballs, and the floating ceramic tiles beneath his feet...It was as though it was a mixture of modern architecture and elements from ancient mythological temples—out of place, yet carrying an indescribable beauty.Lin Qiye recognized this building, and it looked very familiar.It was nearly identical to the Sunshine Mental Hospital he had once lived in for a year. The strongest evidence of this was that the sign that once said "Sunshine Mental Hospital" had changed to another line of words.—The Gods Mental Hospital."This place is so weird," Lin Qiye shook his head, stepping forward and walking up to the large iron door.Five years ago, it wasn't just his body that started changing, but also his dreams.For the past five years, he had dreamed the same dream every night, and the protagonist of these dreams was always this mysterious Gods Mental Hospital.However, the entrance to this mental hospital, the large iron door, had always been tightly closed. No matter what he did, he couldn't open it.Lin Qiye had walked around the mental hospital countless times. The only entrance was the front gate, and although the surrounding walls weren't high, the most absurd part was that whenever Lin Qiye tried to jump, the height of the wall would grow.As for brute force... even if Lin Qiye threw himself against the door until he shattered, the iron gate wouldn't budge.It seemed there was only one way to enter.Knocking.Lin Qiye grabbed the round ring on the large iron door, took a deep breath, and knocked heavily on the surface of the door.Clang——!The sound of an ancient bell reverberated through the mental hospital, the iron door shook but did not open.Clang——!Again, another knock, but the door remained shut.Lin Qiye didn't seem surprised or upset. He continued knocking with great patience.After five years, he had deeply understood the rules of this dream. Nothing else could open the large iron door except knocking, and in this dream, it seemed that he couldn't do anything but knock.Fortunately, in dreams, he would never get tired. Otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago.So, Lin Qiye, like a hardworking employee, diligently knocked on the door until the night passed.