"!!!"
The moment she heard those words, the strong and warm An Mingyu shattered.
She stared at her Lord of Grace in disbelief, even wondering if she had heard wrong.
What was He saying? That she was not part of the predetermined arrangement?
So, in the final chapter of the play mentioned by the Fate Weaver, there was actually no place for her?
Yes, of course! As the author of the world's script, how could Destiny possibly be wrong?
And so, at that moment, An Mingyu's heart shattered.
A buzzing from Nothingness rang in her mind. Her entire being began to drift into a daze. Ever since the moment she descended into Faith Game, she had pursued the traces of Destiny tirelessly. She had even believed herself to be the first person in the world to stand before Destiny. But now, all her pursuits, faith, determination, and devotion... had vanished like bubbles beneath the sun, bursting under its scorching heat.
Her fear began to spread. It was a fear far greater than the sudden realization that she had changed worlds. In a game ruled by the gods, if she lost her Lord of Grace's guidance and protection, An Mingyu simply could not imagine where her future would lead.
Perhaps she did not care much about her own life, but Xin Xin... whichever Xin Xin it was, she could not let go.
She had always been a strong and resolute person, but today, under the weight of so many setbacks, it seemed that her strength had finally reached its limit.
For one brief moment, she was utterly despondent and even thought of death. But death... had already, by a twist of fate, become her Lord of Grace.
An Mingyu was somewhat dazed. Only belatedly did she realize that this was what