Choosing the Chosen One

Every day I live, I wait for my father's love to arrive. When it finally does, I look forward to being alive even more.

A 3.5-dimensional being descends into the world.

Tears fall into the lake, and the lake's tears are embraced by its waters. Yet the tears in my eyes become another lake of sorrow.

The mark of Qiusui's kiss remained on the forehead of Yue Linlang, leaving a red trace that had never belonged to Qiusui. Yue Linlang kissed the blood flowing from Qiusui, taking that red trace, the red that belonged to Qiusui, and merging it into her own body.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.