The man raised his head and made his smiley face facing Hara:

"Hala, I'm here to find you."

Hora took two steps back with alert:

"Who are you."

The stickman stood at the door, looked at the two of them, then turned around in circles and disappeared directly.

The smiley man's voice is very low:

"Who am I? I have an eternal lifespan and have many names in history, but today, these pasts are no longer important.

"The question is: Who are you?"

Hora frowned and said:

"This is my home, I didn't allow you to come in."

The smiling man said:

"Your housekeeper put me in."

Hora said:

“It’s not our butler.”

The smiling man said:

"But I'm already on the floor here now, do you want to drive me away, kid?"

Hora said seriously:

"If you can't give a reason."

The smiling man laughed:

"But kid, you don't have the ability to drive me away, but I do have my own reasons.

“This is not your home.”

Hora said angrily:

"Get out."

The smiley man spread his hands:

"You can try to push me out, but you can't succeed, so why don't you listen to me?

"You may think of your family, friends, or lover, but these are just illusions, and are insignificant mistakes in your long life.

“For us, it feels like a moth mistakes the flames as the sun.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, my fellow countrymen."

Hora asked:

"What did you say?"

The smiley man pointed his head:

“Recalling, countless years ago, when we had not hatched, in the depths of the universe, when our truly mean home still exists.

“At that time we had countless similar species, colonizing hundreds of planetary intelligent races, and integrating their countless biological states into our knowledge.

"You and I are the crystallization of our racial technology. This is a backward and barbaric world, but they once had an incredibly powerful group of creatures.

“The gods visited our homes, threw our planet and the world into the sea of ​​fire, and turned the civilization that once shined in the universe into ashes.

"We are the last survivors of our own world."

Hora looked at him and said calmly:

"I know."

The smiling man looked at her and said passionately:

"But you are still here, maybe you haven't realized the truth yet. I am not asking you to hate the fallen ancient gods, but want to tell you something more important.

"We are the spark of our own civilization and the device to rebuild civilization. We are the entire race."

Hora kept her calm:

"I know, too."

The smiley man asked:

"What?"

Hora said:

"I was not born on that planet, I'll talk about my home here."

The smiling man said:

"You have been deceived by the human skin. We are higher and superior. The brains of this race have too many defects, gender, useless genes, and their feelings are just illusions created by the entire race for reproduction. You should be more perfect than them."

Hora continued to answer:

"I know, but look at the recent, are your words and deeds not humans? Have you surpassed them?
Chapter completed!