Qian Renxue's words were the most vicious curse she had ever heard.
And yet, in the boundless darkness, they seemed like the only visible signpost pointing toward the so-called "end."
Yes...
What meaning was there in living like this?
It seemed all she brought him was endless harm.
And pain.
Just as her mind reeled and her gaze grew unfocused, her icy fingers trembling as if she wanted to reach for the Short Dagger that symbolized the end—
A phantom, icy voice, full of mockery and malice, rang directly in the depths of her soul:
"Hehe..."
"Have you finally... wavered?"
"My dear... other half."
Gu Yuena shuddered and abruptly looked up.
Beside her, a translucent spirit was slowly taking shape.
The spirit looked seven or eight tenths like her, but seemed more mature and aloof.
An unfathomable hatred was etched between her brows.
Along with a trace of madness that was hard to detect.
It was Gu Yue!
Gu Yue's spirit floated there, extending a nearly transparent finger to gently stroke Gu Yuena's face, smeared with mud and blood.
The gesture seemed tender.
But her gaze was as cold as a blade tempered in poison.
It brimmed with bone-deep hatred.
And a sickeningly seductive allure.
"Do you think... you're completely innocent?"
Gu Yue's voice was strangely magnetic, beguiling the heart.
"That all the evil deeds were committed by me, your cold-hearted 'original self'?"
"While you were separated from me early on, clean and untouched, innocent and ignorant..."
"So that boy cherished and loved you, and even... willingly died for you, didn't he?"
Her phantom fingertip carried a chill that seeped into the soul as it gently traced Gu Yuena's swollen cheek.
"But don't forget..."
Gu Yue suddenly leaned close, nearly touching Gu Yuena's nose.
"We were one and the same!"