Late at night, the bright moonlight pierced through the clouds, sliced across the mechanical-style walls of Gear Tower, and fell upon Chen Xing's smiling face in the room.
That smile was breathtakingly beautiful, yet it carried an almost pathological distortion.
She gazed at the Demonic Blade in her hand and softly said, "Give up. Even if there truly comes a day when I am devoured by you and lose all reason..."
"I believe he will still respect my decision and grant me the ending I deserve—an ending that belongs to me alone, bestowed by his own hand."
As she spoke, Chen Xing covered her cheek with her left hand. Through the gaps between her fingers, her crimson eyes, already filled with madness, were revealed.
"So either you submit to me completely, and stand by his side with me."
"Or..."
Chen Xing suddenly twisted the blade, lightly pressing the Demonic Blade's sharp tip against her beating heart.
"...You become the sharpest blade in his hand with me, and cut down everything that stands in his way."
At that, Chen Xing suddenly paused. Then her voice abruptly rose, carrying an unquestionable resolve.
"Because I want him to know that whatever Caroline can do, I, Chen Xing, can do too. And whatever Caroline cannot do, I, Chen Xing, will accomplish at any cost!"
"You know who I'm talking about, don't you?"
Hearing Chen Xing's nearly hysterical declaration, the Demonic Blade, which had been trembling violently with excitement, slowly settled down. A faint tremor called "fear" rippled across its blade.
As one in body and soul with Chen Xing, it knew better than anyone who the "he" in her words was.
The master of the Stellar Eclipse Heavenly Eye, the man who had branded an eternal mark deep into Chen Xing's soul from their