The connected visions of those memories began to shatter and fade away, piece by piece.
Lynn returned once more to the darkness of her subconscious.
The experience had been as vivid as reality, leaving Lynn feeling wave after wave of suffocation and oppression. For an instant, he had even felt as though he were truly there, living through that dark tale of hardship and wandering alongside the Miss Doll of the past.
Lynn's brows knitted tightly.
He could only remain silent.
Her desperate cries as she plunged into the sea kept resurfacing before him. At that moment, it had felt as though all of Mount Tai were bearing down on him, making it impossible to find even a moment's respite from that dark fate.
And all of this was what Miss Doll had experienced before her fall.
He could not imagine how she must have felt back then.
She had finally opened her heart, only to watch helplessly as her best friend died. She had gained her freedom, but lost the most precious thing she had only just managed to obtain.
And Lynn could not change any of it.
Because all of it had happened long ago. These were events before her fall whose outcomes had already been set in stone.
A voice kept reminding him not to pursue this any further.
Because he knew.
Here, there was only darkness to be seen.
But Lynn's gaze grew resolute once more, and without hesitation, he swam toward the depths of her subconscious. He wanted to truly understand her life. Even if all he saw was darkness, he had to find a way to break through it.
The next moment.
Deeper within the turbulent currents of her subconscious, he found another point of light that represented a memory.
In an instant, he