She died in the yellow sand.
The moment the Source Stone exploded, she used her body to protect the violet girl behind her. Gray-white powder drifted in Sargon's wind, like a temperatureless snow.
But she didn't really disappear.
In the internalized universe of the Source Stone, a being called the "Priestess" gave her a second "existence" - the Source Stone, a strange platform called the "Life Circle", and a gray-white, translucent body.
She is no longer alive. She is a ghost in the stone.
She will meet all kinds of people with different intentions.
She could have killed them. Her sting can turn everything to ash.
But most of the time she chooses to crouch down and hand out a handful of her favorite snack—dried sea buckthorn fruit.
"What's your name?"
Under the moonlight, her shadow was reflected in the blood-red eyes of the ghoul. The fangs of the vampire were released for her, and the undead aliens regarded her as a freak. Gray hair, translucent skin, orange lines flowing quietly under the skin. She looks more monster than any monster and more human than any human.
She records all this in the "circle of life" in her mind, communicating with strangers from all over the world at the same moment - the whispers in the late-night cafeteria, the blue light of the vending machine, the story of being invited to a massage parlor by a pink-haired vampire. Countless strangers are watching from the other side of the screen, liking, commenting, waiting for her next update.
