Night has completely fallen, it is twelve o'clock midnight.
Her and his figures began to fade slowly.
The Nine Gods' rewinding of time is only temporary, just like what Raven did at the beginning. When the time is up, they will all return to the original point in time.
The fifteenth day has ended and the cycle is about to restart, so they will probably go straight back to the first day when the war began.
Of course, it is Siber who will return on the first day, and Su Mingan will be directly teleported out of this world.
As if to confirm something, she raised one hand, moved closer to him, not touching, just close, and then slowly let go.
"Go away," she said. "The monster is almost saved. Don't come back."
She always liked to persuade him to leave, so that he would not save her. She didn't want to drag him down.
But now, she has remembered the bright path.
So she let him leave in peace.
The girl, who was as alert as a wolf, gave him a smile as soft as a lamb.
Su Mingan looked at her: "You and your fantasy creation have successfully made it to the end ninety-eight times, and you and I have made it ninety-ninth time.
But even if you have succeeded ninety-nine times, your last success may be the result of hundreds or thousands of failures. "
"You reminded me on purpose." Siber curled her lips: "You know very well that I hate reincarnation. Once reincarnation restarts, my memory will be a mess again, and I might even forget you."
Su Mingan said: "If you are going to forget me, then it's better to forget me."
"..." She blinked, didn't respond, and suddenly raised her head.
"It is said that the sea reflects the color of the sky." She said, "Look, the sky... seems to be a little bluer."
Su Mingan raised his head.
——At this moment, he finally saw the sea that Siberia often talked about.
The azure, vast, boundless sea was hanging upside down above his head, and it seemed that there were fish swimming in it.
He knew that there was only a barrier there to block the sky curse, and it couldn't be the sea.
He saw the sea, and it was an illusion. He had been in this world for too long, and his mental state was not good, so he had some temporary hallucinations.
But it doesn't matter.
It's the end.
He withdrew his gaze and suddenly saw gorgeous flowers blooming beside the floating Siberia.
The bright red ones stacked up in layers are roses. The small ones gathered like stars are baby's breath. The bright yellow ones like cups are tulips.
——In a temporary hallucination.
He saw her standing in the sea of flowers.
"call--"
Su Mingan faded away and was on the verge of disappearing.
Time begins to return, and everything is pulled back to the normal timeline.
He is about to leave this world.
And she would go back to the first day of the war for her hundredth victory.
She will once again experience countless cycles of failure and become as on the verge of collapse as she was at the beginning of the story.
She will experience similar suffering, sorrow, despair countless times... until she achieves success for the hundredth time.
"Su Mingan."
He heard her soft, gentle voice.
His shadow stained with light was reflected in those clear pupils.
She said—
“We all have the right to live for a [future].”
"You are the only one who understands me and stands with me when I am against the world and feel cold all over."
"Although I want you to stay very much...but I know that you are the only one who is awake like me. You and I are both unwilling to...stay in each other's world for each other."
"So, don't worry, even if I may have to reincarnate thousands of times for this last victory, even if my memory will become a mess again..."
"...I will always remember you."
"Even if in the future..." Her voice seemed to choke, with a hint of tears:
"... Never again."
Unable to tell the truth, two isolated islands that are extremely similar to each other, snuggling together for warmth,
Goodbye forever.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes hazy.
The borders of her light-colored eyes were blurred like watercolors, making people feel as if their souls were being drawn away bit by bit, just like the hazy golden edges of pure white petals caught from the corner of their eyes when they hurriedly passed by a tuberose bush at dusk.
Her divinity in human form was crystal clear at this moment.
After a moment, she opened her lips slightly and murmured:
"Su Mingan, is this an illusion?"
“…I seem to see flowers blooming.”
…
The next moment, time quickly returned before Su Mingan's eyes.
The figure standing in the sea of flowers was also pulled back to the past and gradually disappeared.
He didn't even have time to say goodbye to her.
The cycle restarts again, returning to the first day of the war.
Changsheng, who was picking up stones, caught up with the old woman with a hunched back, his body not stained with blood.
Teacher Fang, who teaches children, carried a bamboo basket of sweet potatoes for Xixi with a smile on her face.
The young chief of the first tribe, wearing a cross-collared sacrificial robe and holding a black knife, clenched the colorful candies in his hand.
A hint of confusion appeared on his stern face, as if he vaguely remembered something.
"…Why do I feel that this war is somewhat familiar?" He said, "Strange, I couldn't have experienced this before…"
…
Seeing the dome below return to the first day of the war, Su Mingan's floating figure faded. He had passed the level 100% perfectly and was about to leave this world.
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