"Still not enough?" Even with the Moon God's help, Meng He was still powerless to climb any higher.
Some things were simply impossible to overcome.
How could you defeat a version of yourself that was more perfect, more whole, more... happy?!!!
After jealousy came hope—the hope that the other's history was the correct one, and that she herself was merely one possibility.
"Every life is filled with regrets."
"Yet under extreme circumstances, there is always a possibility where your life is perfect."
"How could you possibly defeat yourself in such an extreme circumstance?!"
This was why, while many people could repeatedly make mistakes and start over, quite a few passed the first floor, but few could pass the second. Aside from the handful of Saints rumored to have cleared it, there were practically no successful challengers.
No one could reject a better, more complete life.
Many might claim they did not need it, but some things existed deep within the heart.
You could reorganize your regret-filled life ten thousand times, and it still would not compare to someone else's perfect life.
Because many choices had vanished from your life from the very beginning.
The Moon God spared a sliver of attention and shook his head when he saw Meng He stuck at this stage.
It seemed there was no helping it. Meng He lacked the qualifications.
Normally speaking, the second floor was basically impossible to clear.
A life could not be an extreme circumstance, but a life under extreme circumstances could theoretically exist.
Thus, unless one had been born into a completely perfect state—unless one's very existence was a Perfect Life forcibly engineered through outside intervention—
It was difficult to defeat a Perfect Life through one's own strength.
Therefore, those who could truly pass at this point would find the