"W...what?" The man had a blank expression.
She knew he had no memory of his past, so she smiled and brushed off the topic: "Nothing, human, what are you doing here?"
"I'm a psychiatrist." Facing the twisted and terrifying Demon Mother Goddess, the man remained calm and composed. He approached her and smiled, "I heard that you have been affected by evil spirits for a long time. I guess you have some psychological problems. I like to treat patients everywhere - I am here to heal you, Isa."
...Isa.
This name is really nostalgic, even though the man just said it casually.
The princess gave a distorted smile—she could no longer smile as beautifully as a human:
"I am so ugly, are you still willing to treat me?"
"Also?" The man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and leaned over to the extremely ugly tentacle, kissing it affectionately: "Of course I am willing, my queen, you are extremely beautiful in my eyes."
Isabel said proudly: "Human, I want you to pick the most colorful rose for me as the price for falling from the sky and disrespecting me."
"Of course, Your Majesty Isa," the man said.
"——I want you to express your love for me loudly so that I can judge whether you really love me."
"Of course, I will show my admiration for you so that you can heal faster."
"——I want you to stay by my side all the time, make snacks for me, and stay with my rose."
"Of course I won't leave you."
"——I want you to admire me sincerely, sing songs with me at night, and acknowledge that I am eternal in your eyes."
"Of course I will, Your Majesty."
"Doctor," Isa said.
"Hmm?" the man smiled.
"Don't go." Isa felt that her invisible body seemed to be shedding tears.
"Of course, I won't leave until you're cured," the man promised affectionately, but the affection didn't reach his eyes.
After all, he didn't remember anything.
"Doctor, what's your name? You...never told me your name. You always claimed that your name was 'Doctor'." Isa said in a hoarse voice.
The man smiled with relief, even though to him, the Demon Mother Goddess in front of him was just a sick patient.
"Yi Song."
"My name is Yi Song."
…
One of Wuyi's companions from the Wheel of Fortune was inspired by this story and wrote WARNING-005: "Princess Isa in the Garden".
As long as someone is willing to pick a rose for her, no matter if it is the most beautiful one, Princess Isa will consider that person's mission accomplished, because she knows that no one will be willing to dye a rose red with her blood.
WARNING-005 will never meet a lover who is unwilling to hurt her again. Just to play a nearly wingless play for Su Mingan and others, her "lover" character in the sky decisively stabbed her with a sword.
She was just a reflection of the real Isabel.
Su Mingan came back to his senses from the drama memory lens, and was filled with emotion. He didn't expect Yi Song to make such a mess, but the result was pure love...
Yi Song should have left Luowasha, and Isabel would not go to the small world for Yi Song. One of them is a top player, and the other is Luowasha's first-level god. Gods will not retain too many emotions, but more obsessions. They are destined to part ways.
Putting away his emotions, Su Mingan raised his head.
——Now, he is about to face the Lord of Dreams.
The wingless rapier pointed directly at it, and the suspended, slowly rotating dark red cloud suddenly collapsed inwards!
"Come on." Wu Yi didn't look back, his voice was as low as the night wind blowing through a tomb, "Lord of Dreams..."
His voice suddenly rose, with an almost crazy determination and provocation, "Face me! Answer me! Or... swallow me up!"
At the moment when the words "swallow me" fell——
As if being sucked suddenly by an invisible, greedy giant mouth, all the red light and all the mist were instantly compressed to a single point inside the cloud.
Where the clouds were, the space silently peeled off like fragile glass, revealing a scene behind it...an absolutely incomprehensible scene.
It was not the starry sky, nor was it the void, but countless twisting, spinning, boiling whirlpools of colors. An indescribable, mind-crushing will surged out from behind the shattered space.
Billions of cold, huge, inhuman pupils emerged one after another. They were not focused, but seemed to be "staring" at the tiny Wu Yi and his companions below at the same time - the pupils reflected countless world lines and endings.
The walls, floor, dome, and even the light itself of the banquet hall began to twist and deform under the onslaught of this will. The air was as thick as solid, and emitted a groan as fine as that of broken glass.
Some people groaned, their knees went weak and they almost fell to their knees; some people clutched their chests tightly, as if their hearts were about to be crushed by the invisible pressure; some people's pupils dilated to the extreme, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
The muscles in Wuyi's arm, as he held the rapier high, were tense as steel. He still stood in the center of the raging waves, facing the indescribable shape that appeared after the shattered space.
——The abyss of that gaze, the master of the dream itself. It seemed that he laughed very faintly.
The passage was opened. They faced the Lord of Dreams.
"In my first life, my second life, and my third life, the Wheel of Destiny and I have been searching for your existence." Wu Yi said coldly:
"You hide behind the scenes, gather the sober ones, change the rules, interfere with the fate of others, and arrange the ending - do you think you will always be proud and complacent?"
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