Three thousand seven hundred years ago, blonde-haired Eileen had chased Omen to this place. The mysterious Ancient Doll's shattered body lay not far from the God Corpse of Omen, exactly as Yu Sheng had seen it in the vision.
The battlefield had been too chaotic before, while the spatial rifts spreading from around the God Corpse of Omen had distorted space and time across a huge area. When Yu Sheng flew overhead, he had not had time to examine the other parts of the plaza carefully, which was why he had only found her now.
Huli placed the little doll on the ground. The latter stared at the shattered shell before her with a somewhat subtle expression. After a long while, she raised a hand and scratched her head. "This feels weird. Seeing my own 'corpse' shattered on the ground like this... And I don't even remember looking like this back then. This face feels a little unfamiliar."
"Actually, she looks a lot like you," Huli said seriously. "It's just that the colors of her hair and eyes are different. This one's blonde and blue-eyed... Oh, her figure seems a little better than yours now, too."
Eileen immediately leaped up. "Silly fox, I'm going to fight you!"
Huli raised a hand and pressed the little doll back down halfway through her jump. "I said your figure! Your figure! I didn't say your height!"
"...Oh. Right?"
Yu Sheng paid no attention to the commotion beside him. After silently studying the shattered shell for a while, he walked over to the blonde doll's torso and carefully lifted her head.
A crisp sound like cracking porcelain reached his ears. The doll's neck snapped with a click, and the blonde head rested in his hands. Its half-open eyes finally closed slowly.
The little doll