She was a divine maiden cast down into the mortal world, reincarnating through a hundred lifetimes in pursuit of that unreachable light deep within her soul.
He was Jinyuan, a battle god fallen to demonic ways. He tore his divine soul apart to follow her, yet bore Heaven's cruelest curse: if he gained the one he loved, he would lose his life. Every time their fingers intertwined or they nestled close, it hastened his approach toward a death from which there was no escape. Whenever he found her, he would whisper, “I found you,” only to watch helplessly as his life ebbed away in the midst of kisses and embraces.
He was Chenzhou, a ray of morning light severed from her divine nature, fallen into the mortal world to become a shadow she had unwittingly tried to save. In a world torn by war, he was the mute slave who took the blame for her and was poisoned into silence, treasuring the bloodstained bandages. Among the stars, he was the scrapped robot who dismantled his own core for her, gazing at the heavens until his power ran dry. Within the mystic sect, he was the coffin-born child condemned to guard Hell forever, smiling as he asked, “Does the auspicious name you promised to change for me still count?” In an esports simulation, he dragged his damaged hand to write a final message for the dead: “Please look at him, not me.” He saw her as his only faith, a beggar for her light, yet willingly faded away in silence within the shadows: “Don't look back.”
Ling Guang traveled between worlds, unconsciously seeking Jinyuan and tenderly caring for Chenzhou without realizing it. The gears of fate crushed every small happiness in each life. Jinyuan's devotion was the fuse that lit the flames of death, while Chenzhou's protection was a wordless swan song.
When the hundred lifetimes of reincarnation finally reached their desperate end and Jinyuan and Ling Guang were about to have their souls scattered, that ray of “morning light” everyone had forgotten, Chenzhou, gathered the obsessions of a hundred lifetimes and at last became a divine lord. He burned the last of his divinity, refining his own body to mend the crack in Heaven's law, and took the “daylight” he had seized
