Su Tang is in trouble.
What she is wearing is a story about a fairy tale heroine that she wrote herself. The heroine is her own daughter, she opened the golden finger herself, and she typed every word in the script.
According to the plot, she will overcome the tribulation and ascend, crush the sky, and become the only savior of the three worlds.
——The premise is that she must first go through the sadistic climax of "being driven to death for world peace".
Su Tang gritted his teeth and endured. She wrote the script and she believed it.
So she cut off her love with a sword, died as a martyr, and waited for the chance of Nirvana and rebirth in the light of her soul.
Then she found out.
There is no rebirth. Her journey as a heroine stopped at the point where her soul was gone.
What she wrote for her own daughter was not a heroine script at all.
——It is the instructions for sacrifice.
At the last moment when Su Tang's consciousness disappeared, he heard the background setting sentence he wrote casually while typing on the keyboard, echoing in his ears:
"If there is a deficiency in the way of heaven, it can only be filled by the sacrifice of the pure soul."
Oh.
The tool man turned out to be myself.
[She opened her eyes in nothingness and tore up the ending written by herself]
Okay, I wrote the script correctly.
But now, I have the final say on how this play is performed.
Purpose: Your life script must be written by yourself.
