I have reached out my hand countless times and tried to stir the thread of Fate.
But every time, the result cannot be changed... Therefore, my eyes are always full of Despair.
I hid all the sins deep in my heart and locked myself in a high wall called Despair. I thought this was my destiny until that day.
That 'daughter of God' came into my sight.
She couldn't bear to see this miserable world, so she rushed to the end of her Fate without hesitation for the sake of all the lives with "love" in this world.
It's also... her end.
At that moment, I couldn't help but open my eyes wide.
I saw the threads that imprisoned her break at that Setsuna, and those Fate shackles that I couldn't break free peeled off her body like dead leaves.
I saw her stretching out her hand and turning the fragments of silk thread into a sea of pink stars.
At that moment, I first felt that my life was so unreal, and then I suddenly realized...
I saw what she paid and what they got.
I knew that Fate was not static, but soon the incomparable Despair and sadness quickly enveloped me.
Because I understand that the price of all this is losing her.
That day, I had not cried for a long time, and a tear fell from the corner of my eye.
I raised my head and looked up at the pink sea of stars, looking up at her. She was in the middle of the sea of stars, her lips slightly open, praying for the future.
"After this, stars will shine because I have been here now."
"After this, hundreds of flowers will bloom, because I never left."
After that, I walked towards the Deepest Place step by step, and I integrated myself into the Elysian Realm bit by bit.
Because I understand that she can sacrifice to such an extent for the sake of mankind, so what do I do?
After that, I no longer peek at Fate or change Fate.
Just to become Fate itself within the Elysian Realm, try to negate all factors that are detrimental to the future.
"If... if...
If Fate is really willing to give humanity a chance again...
You who belong to the future...
The "Herrscher of Humanity" who belong to humanity..."
"This is the hidden story of [Discipline] and [True Self]."
"Mother Aponia, so Little Sister Elysia is Herrscher?"
"Yes, Herrscher of Humanity."
"Mother Aponia, do you regret it?"
"I don't know. But I know that many people know her story - the story of the daughter of Xingyue who loves everyone."
Aponia stretched out his hand and gently brushed the center of Griseo's eyebrows. [True Self]'s Signets was like a morning star before dawn, exuding soft light.
"Griseo, promise me something."
"What?"
"Don't aspire to be [Discipline], [True Self] or [Salvation], please don't forget that you are [The Stars], you are Griseo, you are our child."
Aponia reached out and touched Griseo's cheek.
It has nothing to do with responsibility or ideals. If Griseo wants to protect the world, she doesn't need to take on anything, she just needs to rely on them like a child.
"Okay, Mother Aponia!"
Griseo replied softly, in the dusk of Hollows, the wind took away a child's most solemn promise to his mother.
Outer Ring Hollows On the west side of the area, Hollows, two blurry figures can be vaguely seen in the purple halo.
Hoshimi Miyabi kept drawing his sword and slashing. Wherever the sword passed, Ethereal were chopped into Ether Particles, and finally dissipated in the air.
Demon Blade Frostfall The blade is glowing with a faint blue color, as if it is devouring everything around it without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Behind her, Zhe was debugging the data pile, planning to make a temporary copy of 'Carrot Data' to find a way out of Hollows.
Previously, in order to avoid the rebel artillery fire, Zhe drove into a road Ether Rift.
The good news is that the pursuers have been thrown off.
The bad news is that the two have lost contact.
"Miss Ya, are you and your knife... really okay?" Zhe asked worriedly while carrying on his old business.
It stands to reason that the Thiren race has somewhat outrageous physiques, either extremely high Ether adaptability or extremely fast wound healing speed.
But at this moment, Hoshimi Miyabi's state is obviously not normal.
The Frostfall that filled Demon Blade became more and more intense, and the wounds left on her body from the successive battles with Sakura, thugs, and Ethereal were healing very slowly.
"It's okay. Don't worry about me, you can continue calculating the route."
Hoshimi Miyabi once again swung his sword to kill a Ethereal that rushed towards him. His voice was calm, but the hand holding the knife was slightly tight.
"Okay!"
Zhe shrugged. Out of trust in the strength of 'Void Hunter', he couldn't ask any more questions.
After all, he was just a weak technician, and it would be a bit rude to continue asking. Zhe buried his head in calibrating the last piece of data, took a deep breath, and said.
"Miss Ya, the route has been calculated. The exit is at eleven o'clock. Let's hurry up."
"Okay."
Hoshimi Miyabi nodded and was about to put the knife into its sheath--the movement suddenly stopped.
Demon Blade lost control, Foxfire suddenly jumped out from the blade, with a biting coldness, the scabbard flew out due to the impact, and landed at Zhe's feet with a 'snap'.
Zhe looked up in horror.
I saw Demon Blade's blue light blooming, and the faint blue light gradually turned scarlet. As the owner, Hoshimi Miyabi held the handle of the knife with difficulty, and the aura around him climbed strangely, as if something sleeping was waking up.
"Miss Ya, is this...?"
"Tailless... is out of control!! Is it breaking free?"
Hoshimi Miyabi's pupils shrank sharply, and he whispered seductively in his ears:
Cut... cut down...
If you cut it off, you will be free...
Foxfire Wherever the cold flames passed, the ground instantly cracked, and the cracks spread like spider webs. Hoshimi Miyabi tried to suppress it, but the force turned back and dominated her, and the scarlet flames enveloped her in the center.
Zhe behind him first felt the sting caused by the low temperature, but in the next second, several golden thin lines flashed out of thin air, and most of the pain disappeared.
But the situation was critical. He didn't have time to think about it and picked up the scabbard on the ground, "Miss Ya, what should I do? Seal it with the scabbard?"
"[Please], wake up."
Two voices rang in Hoshimi Miyabi's ears at the same time, temporarily dispelling the seductive whispers.
Hoshimi Miyabi's dilated pupils suddenly condensed, and she was pulled back from the edge of losing control. She looked at Zhe and said, "... hold the scabbard firmly."
In the scarlet Foxfire, two golden threads connected the two people together. Zhe held the scabbard steady, Hoshimi Miyabi gritted his teeth and slowly pushed the restless Demon Blade into the sheath.
"Uh-huh-"
The blade of the sword sank inch by inch. When the demonic sword was completely sheathed, the scarlet fox fire suddenly went out, and the void returned to a deep purple silence.
"Have... sealed it?" Zhe gasped slightly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Hoshimi Miyabi didn't answer. She held Demon Blade in both hands, lowered her head and looked at it, her face was very solemn.
Then, she raised her head and glanced around, with doubts in her eyes - there was no one around!
Was the other voice just now her imagination?