The Me Who Kills Me

Content warning: This is a narcissistic romance, so feel free to click away if that's not your thing. Here's the blurb:

Nan Lan died. As the mighty and renowned General of Valor, she slit her own throat on the battlefield. But she became a god, living in splendor in the Nine Heavens. She never expected that another "self" would be causing trouble in the world above and below. She went to capture and fight it, wondering what it could be: a heart demon, an obsession?

But who was the one who exchanged an embroidered ball with her and made vows beneath the heavens in the Flying Candle Realm?

And who was the one who wore red with her and raced to the ends of the earth in the Extinguishing Realm?

Old friends died, the former dynasty fell, the body was destroyed, the soul left in tatters.

No one in this world could be like me. She stood alone atop the mountain, her clothes hanging forlornly.

But who was the identical face at her side, pursuing her through the Three Realms and Six Paths, from the blue skies to the Yellow Springs, killing her enemies and wiping out the petty villains for her?

Someone in this world was just like me! Her clouded eyes could not clear, and her heart and mind were in turmoil.

"Like you?" The other shook their head. "No."

This demon spirit, this wretched nemesis, this rotten-hearted person who would not stop clinging to her or let go of their hatred, spoke words that struck at her heart: "It's you."

Hahahahaha.

The mightiest General of Valor in the world, the mightiest god on earth, Nan Lan, was done for.

Theme: I am born from countless selves; when I die, one self dies.