Life from Clarisse's Perspective

Clarisse did not know what had happened to her.

She seemed to be dead.

But she also seemed not to be dead.

She felt as though her mind was in chaos.

Her power was in turmoil as well.

She only remembered taking a devastating sword strike at the very end...

Before her life faded away, she saw Mu Yang—

One of her few friends.

She had originally thought she would die there.

But she had not. Something seemed to have protected her.

It allowed her to scatter her consciousness among the black feathers filling the sky.

Perhaps her intense desire to survive had allowed her to unleash that strange technique.

Or perhaps someone had saved her life.

Clarisse did not know.

Though scattering herself could preserve her life,

it also meant Clarisse would become exceedingly weak.

Without power to sustain it, her memories would fade away as well...

At the summit of Mingyuan Mountain, she sensed powerful auras gathering from every direction.

Clarisse chose to hide.

One of those powers filled her with a fear that seeped into her bones.

Clarisse glanced at that elegant man.

He felt familiar, yet she could not remember him.

Then, the power that had saved her earlier shielded her once more.

This power was very strange.

Though this was a secret realm of ice and snow,

Clarisse did not feel cold at all.

And so, she fell asleep...

Who knew how much time had passed before feather after feather began to gather.

In the end, she regained her form.

Yet she remained weak, still unable to remember anything.

Clarisse tried to leave the icy secret realm.

But she could not find an exit.

She gave up after only a brief attempt.

After all, it was safe here.

Outside might not be.

Though her memories