I went through the book and turned into a cannon fodder who couldn't survive three episodes. In order to survive, I decisively stayed away from the male and female protagonists and lived my own little life at the foot of the mountain.
Then, I picked up a sickly and beautiful boy who was more coquettish than me and clingier than a cat. He lost his memory and looked at me with such a sweet and soft look. I felt soft and raised him as my own brother. He was afraid of the dark, so I lit a lamp for him; he was weak, so I looked for elixirs for him; when he was bullied, I was the first to stand up for him.
I thought I would raise my good little brother like this and live a stable life.
Until that day, during the Immortal Sect election, in order to protect me, the demonic energy behind him surged into the sky, and the blood lotus bloomed between his eyebrows. I was horrified to discover that the poor little boy I had raised for three years was actually the World-Destroying Demon Lord in the book who would slaughter the three realms in the future and crush me to ashes!
Everyone asked me to kill him to rectify the law of heaven. But I looked at him with red eyes, pulling on the corner of my clothes, and whispered like before, "Sister, don't you want me anymore?" How could I do it?
Screw the plot, screw the righteousness! He is the boy I raised. Even if he is the enemy of the Three Realms, I will protect him to the end!
