Chapter 1 If Fate Has an Afterlife
Her last sensation was the icy, salty seawater rushing into her nostrils, replacing the last breath of air.
The heavy body was enveloped in endless darkness, falling continuously into the abyss.
Her consciousness was already shattered, with only fragments still struggling and leaping in her mind: the blinding white light of gunfire, the sharp sound of a blade cutting through the night wind, and... he looked at her, his eyes filled with sorrow, reluctance, and despair.
Why was he so sad...? This question kept echoing in her mind before she completely lost consciousness.
Just now, she completed the last mission of her life, exposing the crimes of the assassin organization she belonged to to the police, and comforting the spirits of her parents in heaven.
The end of the mission also meant that she could put a period to her life; these eighteen years of wretched existence could finally come to an end.
A person like her is nothing more than a black hole in the sunlight, a sophisticated and efficient "killing machine".
But machines don't get tired, they don't get bored, and they don't miss their lost homeland on sleepless nights.
So she chose to plunge into the silent depths of the sea as her final destination.
It's ironic that she spent her whole life taking other people's lives, yet in the end, she used her own life to repay a debt of love.
Falling, an endless fall.
Memories flashed through her mind like silent black-and-white images: she remembered the year she lost her parents, when she was just ten; the first time she was forced to carry out a mission, when she was only twelve; the time she finally mastered the secrets of the secret gate, when she was sixteen; and the eighteen-year-old when she plunged the knife into his body...
These fragments of time slowly peeled away her memories, like torn film, like a ripped diary, scattered in the sea.
She felt herself growing increasingly depressed; strangely, she couldn't seem to feel sad anymore...
The biting cold initially stung her skin like steel needles, but soon, a strange numbness gently embraced her.
The burning pain in my lungs gradually subsided, and the violent struggle turned into a powerless floating.
The sound of flowing water was no longer in my ears; instead, I was enveloped in an unprecedented, absolute silence.
She didn't know how long she had been in the deep sea.
She felt that at the end of her life, the bloodshed and clamor that had haunted her for half her life had miraculously faded away.
Those memories she dared not recall, those she could not bear to look at, were now all blurred. She was forgetting little by little, forgetting the past, forgetting the pain, until she was almost forgetting her own name...
It turns out that death brought her the peace she had never found in her entire life.
"...If there is an afterlife..."
If there is an afterlife, will she be able to escape darkness and slaughter?
Can she truly stand in the sunlight and embrace those she cares about?
The last glimmer of light in my consciousness, like a candle flickering in the wind, swayed gently before being completely extinguished in the boundless cold and darkness.
She sank completely into eternal silence.
However, in the very next instant after everything returned to nothingness,
A completely different perception ruthlessly tore open what should have been an eternal, lifeless silence.
A sharp pain and a feeling of heaviness washed over her, and her senses seemed to be quietly returning...
The silence gradually faded, and countless indistinct, noisy sounds rushed in, flooding her ears.
She seemed to realize that her constant coughing was no longer a suffocating pressure, but a heart-wrenching pain.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
In the hazy light, I could see the blurry, swaying vermilion railings, the intricately carved bed canopy, and the unfamiliar faces filled with fear...
They seemed to be calling out to her.
"Lian'er!"
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