Summary of the The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old
Imagine waking up to *this* – Jiang Huailu blinked her eyes open, and found herself staring at an execution ground. Chains clinked faintly nearby; she saw them glinting under some weak light source. And oh, the fear! Thick, cold dread clinging to every inch of that place... it was everywhere.
But wait, three years old? A little girl like her here, facing down who knows what? Was this even real life anymore? The air crackled with danger she couldn't begin to understand – talking about devils running wild and the empire collapsing into darkness. Wars, famine, tyranny... sounds like something out of a nightmare.
Could it be that the prophesied savior materializing meant sparing the world *now*? It felt impossible, right? Just look at this little girl standing under that guillotine blade – a truly terrifying thought popped into mind! Three and a half years old?! What kind of hero was she supposed to be?
Jiang Huailu didn't dream about being some grand demon-slayer. She just wanted her parents safe. But maybe, in the face of this horror... maybe saving everyone could look different?
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