Chapter 297: Past and Future (V) Why am I still... when you are not here?

The heavy breathing was accompanied by the distortion in the halo of light. The blue eyes in the dark night suddenly opened, and the clothes on the chest were tightly grasped, making wrinkles.

The heart was separated by a layer of flesh and blood. I pressed my hand hard against it and finally felt its beating.

How weak, Osa thought, just like when I was a child.

She raised her hand and stared closely at her five fingers, which were almost invisible in the dark room that looked exactly like the ruins of Simparai in her memory. Her hand, belonging to an adult, was slender and weak, and it became sore after she raised it for just a moment.

She raised the corners of her lips and sneered softly. This was too interesting. The so-called test was to let her follow Vifiya and the others all the way here with her weak body, being a burden to them all the time and being taken care of by them?

Before she left, her family gave her a lot of money and magic products. All the nagging advice they gave her before now turned into advice on how to take care of her body. Her parents and Ferik wanted to hang her on their shoulders and go with her. After waving goodbye at the gate of Lachigo, Hefa secretly followed them for a long distance. If she hadn't been discovered, she might have continued to follow them.

Because of her health condition, Vifiya and the others had to give up using the teleportation array and choose to travel by carriage. They would stop from time to time to let her get enough rest. Every time they cooked food, they would give her the best.

Even if Isidore wanted the best portion from Vifia, she would turn around and exchange it with the one in her hand.

Vifiya always said, "It's so strange, why does it feel like the ones in your hands taste better?"

When the number reaches a point where it is almost discovered that she is being deliberate, she will exchange half with her.

Worried that she would need someone in the middle of the night, Vifiya did not offer to share a room with her at the beginning. Instead, within a quarter of an hour after the candle went out on the first day, she ran over and gently knocked on her door, explaining that she was afraid of the dark.

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time, a third time...

This time in the Simparai ruins, she deliberately suggested spending the night alone.

She turned her head and looked at the bell on the side. The bell was connected to Kaharun's magic line. As long as she touched it, the four of Vifiya would know.

The route they took across the continent was no different from what she remembered: the village of Yoko in the Dukedom of Haihefu, Iskana, and the Western Continent. The difference was that she was weak and had little ability to protect herself.

The magic stagnation was indeed cured, but the body was unable to maintain the use of magic, let alone wield a sword.

Osa lived a life that was like a burden, which was the life she disliked the most.

When she was a child, she tried her best to learn knowledge and practiced sword as long as her physical strength allowed. The reason was that she did not want to be a burden, a useless person, a useless person who could only accept the kindness of others.

She wanted to be more useful, to no longer need others to hold her up, to be able to stand up on her own and help others.

Now, the life she hated appeared in another way.

"Special" and "preferential treatment" are the things she hates the most.

No…no…

Osa thought that she should correct herself. She didn't hate the love her family and friends had for her. No one would hate the love from others. What she hated, after all, was her own weakness.

She should have loved herself with the love of her family and friends instead of abandoning herself. This would have been the best way to repay them.

If she hadn't known that she once had beautiful muscles, she might have really thought she was a burden and couldn't stand it halfway through the journey.

Although it is about to explode now, of course, it is the anger of the damn God.

For someone who has been weak for many years, it is not easy to develop beautiful muscles. Muscles represent strength, the ability to protect others, and the ability to hold a sword high. She likes them very much and is very satisfied with them.

Ah, the achievements she had worked so hard for were taken away so easily. Even though she knew that everything she was experiencing now would not come true, Osa was very unhappy.

She had endured it until now because she wanted to see what the end of this journey would be. If it was to make her experience a life of humiliation, then she would really look down on the goddess.

If it was some kind of test? Unfortunately, she didn't need one.

Although he had considered whether he could return to Vifiya and the others by slitting his own throat, he thought it would be unwise to do it to himself without the right circumstances.

Osa cannot deny that love also has burdens, even if her family and friends take her feelings into consideration, she understands everything.

She had nothing to complain about. Compared with Vifiya and the others, she had everything except her poor health.

Hmm... She couldn't help but think of her younger brother Ferrik. When he was a child, he said that he wanted to be his own sharpest sword. If it were now, he could indeed do it, but unfortunately, in the real future, the sharpest sword would be herself.

Of course she would do it, and no worse than any other knight.

What was the end of this journey? It was Vifia who blocked the attack for her, it was Kahalun and Isidore who were accidentally hit while distracted to protect her, and it was Arnold who died in front of her.

"Oooh." Osa stared at the pure white space where she was the only one left.

Leaving a weak, harmless person to face God? Lan's eyes gradually pondered, and she didn't know whether to say it was too deliberate or too intentional.

His eyes swept across the lifeless faces of his friends. He took a few steps forward, squatted down, and gripped Arnold's bloody hilt.

The tip of the sword points directly at God.

She lost, without a doubt, because she died.

She is alive again.

Osa once again raised her hand in the dark and clenched it tightly. This time, the familiar muscle lines were visible.

She sat up suddenly on the bed. The taste of death was indeed unpleasant. How did Vifiya kill herself without hesitation back then?

She looked around and saw that it was the house that the aliens had arranged for her in the ruins of Simparai.

That's very interesting. Shouldn't she go through it all again, or...

Osa closed her eyes and opened them again and again all night but couldn't fall asleep. The next day, at dawn, she got up, dressed herself, and knocked on her friends' doors one by one with a refreshed mind, asking them to get up and exercise together.

Among them, Kaharun had the biggest reaction: "Aren't you usually paired with Arnold?"

It would be easier for the two knights to practice swordsmanship together.

"I'm just a delicate magician." He didn't forget to brainwash himself, but he had already picked up the sword in his hand, pulled Isidore over, and wanted to "fight to the death" with Arnold.

Vifiya yawned and trotted along with Osa without stopping. "Can't sleep?"

Osa looked over and heard her continue to comfort her: "Are you worried about going to the Pure White Space? It's okay, we will be together."

Yeah, they'll be together.

The figure of Vifiya was in his sight, and behind him he could hear the voices of Kaharun, Arnold, and Isidore.

She smiled and said, "I just remembered that we haven't gotten up early to exercise together for a long time."

Everything that happened next was both different from and similar to what Osa actually experienced in her memory.

Kaharun was called away by his biological father on the pretext of his mother's relics. The beam of light that opened the pure white space failed to connect, and the queen of Iskana arrived.

Things were different from here on. Weifeiya did not persuade her and another person named Fei Yi not to go. They all entered the pure white space together.

The first person to lose the ability to move was Fei Yi. Somehow, a strange magician was able to enter the pure white space when it was closed and rescue her.

Kaharun blocked the goddess's attack for his injured self, but was pierced through the heart by her and died.

The hexagram of God was broken, and what they got was not victory, but the death of Arnold and Avril. If it were not for the protection of the Hefa magic storage gem, she might have died.

Osa lost consciousness, yet not lost it, and she watched clearly everything that happened next.

Outside the pure white space, her family, mother, father, and brother were all gone, leaving only the seriously injured Hefa, who saw clearly her mother's last prophecy.

"You will carry the water of tomorrow from the long river of time."

Countless humans and alien races rushed towards the light column, seeking a little continuation of the future at the cost of their lives.

In the pure white space, the hexagram on the chest of the goddess Lehomi overlapped. Isidore and Valega both lost consciousness, leaving only Vifia.

No……

She is going to wake up!

She had lost everything; she couldn't afford to lose her friends who were still alive.

But no matter how he struggled, his consciousness roared, and his body did not move at all.

Osha watched as Vifiya stood up, even though her body didn't actually open its eyes.

No……

She must regain consciousness in her body!

She kept fighting between her body and her consciousness, struggling in the futile void.

Vifiya made another decision, she merged with Valega and she became Him.

Don't you want to go home?

Osa couldn't make a sound because she was unconscious.

Rather than questioning why Vifiya decided to become a god, it would be more like questioning herself, just like last time, why can't she be stronger?

She woke up, and Isidore woke up, but was protected by Vifiya.

Even after the battle ended, the goddess fell, and the world's anomalies were resolved, the world still perished.

Vifiya saved the world.

Everyone woke up again, and all the dead and injured struggled to break free from the arms of death.

The world remains the world, and Osa remains Osa.

She regained everything except Vifiya.

If you are the reason I exist, then tell me, why do you need me to exist?

If you are the reason for my existence, why do I still exist even though you are gone?

She still has her parents, Ferik, Hefa, and Kaharun, who are all still alive. This is all given to them by Vifiya, and she shouldn't have such thoughts.

…

"You will carry the water of tomorrow from the long river of time."

…

"Oh, so that's how it is." Osa's eyes, blurred by tears, gradually became clear.

"The long river of time..." The lake above the blue eyes was filled with ice.

Regardless of the authenticity of this time, there is only one thing that is certain, my mother's prediction is true.

Prophecy is related to the world and the future.

Time is probably the authority of Vephia after she became a god. The prophecy seems to have come true, but in fact, as long as the world does not perish, time will have no end.

The memories in her mind...

"Vifiya, she has memories of the past, right?" she murmured, and it didn't matter to whom she was talking.

Or, maybe Vifiya had died before, before she met them, at least the difference between her appearance and the one she has now would indicate that.

Osha's eyes moved. She could not forget the scene in Yoko Village when Vifia put the sword on her neck.

How many times has Vifiya tasted death before she can kill herself without hesitation?

She belatedly realized the possible purpose of this unpleasant farce, which was to plant the seed of acceptance of Veffia's sacrifice in her heart.

After all, compared with the two "futures", no matter how you look at it, the latter is better.

Well, Osha knew it, and she was very, very unhappy.