[In the final reincarnation where the stars are torn apart, the thrones of the Seven Kingdoms collapse one after another]
When the twin travelers' swords pierce the same sun and moon thousands of times;
When the poem of a thousand winds plays the final chapter of rebellion against the gods in the broken city-state;
When the man whose rock spear penetrates the rainbow has his spine crushed by the nails of heaven;
When Sumeru's tree of wisdom carved non-existent growth rings in time and space;
When the reflection in the mirror sat on his knees in front of the Water God's throne, watching the judge turn into the last broken scale of Fontaine——
The twilight of Teyvat is swallowing up all possibilities.
[We used to call them these names: Wendy, Zhongli, Shadow, Nasida, Funina... At this moment, they are all just fools wielding their swords against fate]
In the space-time rift that has been reset 4.87 Million times, Paimon's starlight is dissipating. The traveler looked at the increasingly transparent fingertips of his traveling companion and suddenly understood the taboo line at the end of the starry sky: "The world is a vessel for holding His dreams."
"This time I will be the variable."
The star guide burns the original light and pushes the traveler to the starting point of the next reincarnation before the hourglass of time overturns——
[The final war will start in all timelines at the same time]
(When history becomes a code that can be modified, when memory becomes a battlefield that needs to be protected)
(On the blade that cuts off cause and effect, there are seven kinds of extinguished and rekindled fires of civilization beating)
"Find the triple paradox of ■■■." Paimon left an oracle before disappearing, "At the end of time... We will meet again in a place that does not exist."