Introduction to "Wind Burial of Remaining Souls"
Author: Qingci'a
There is a very abstract rule in the Infinite Flow Abyss Copy No. 72.
Other players pass levels for points, to stay alive, and to escape from purgatory, but the player Cen Zhuoan has been reincarnated thousands of times, specializing in selecting dungeons that must be killed, and looking for the dungeon BOSS Qiao Chu to kill him.
Everyone laughed at him for being crazy, for being stubborn, and for being so abstract in his operations.
No one knew that the moment he stepped into the infinite flow, he lost all his human memories. He has no origin, no return, no common sense of love and hate, and has been reincarnated thousands of times. The only obsession engraved into his soul is to look at the girl standing in the gray mist from a distance.
Qiao Chu, codenamed Feng, is the ultimate master of the Abyss copy who has lived alone for thousands of years.
She is gentle and soft-hearted, but has a bit of a wicked sense of humor. She holds a 1.8-Meter silver sword to guard the barren years. She forgot about her past in the world, her flesh and blood family ties, and was completely ignorant. She never knew that the young man who was defeated by her sword time and time again hid a secret love that no one knew about for the entire reincarnation.
Time and space are dislocated and collapsed, and reincarnation tears apart the gaps.
Cen Zhuoan, a thirteen-year-old man who had been abused by malicious players and had his limbs chopped off, fell into the abyss. He is the only memory bearer for thousands of reincarnations. He has been tortured and covered with wounds, but he is still full of heart and eyes only for Qiao Chu.
She picked up the broken him, carried him through the desolation, protected him year after year, and regarded him as the only younger brother she relied on.
This is the only five points of tenderness and sweetness in the entire endlessly sour story.
But fate never spares anyone.
The adult Cen Zhuo'an, who has lost his memory and has no intention, no love, and no past, has arrived at the same time, with only the instinct to pass the level. Knowing that he was defeated by Qiao Chu head-on, he stole a copy of the dagger to kill the Lord, and while she was protecting the young man with a broken body, he made a despicable sneak attack and stabbed her through the heart.
The ground was covered with blood, and the wind was whimpering.
Shota, who had lost all his limbs, watched with his own eyes the light he loved for thousands of reincarnations, died in his own hands who had forgotten everything.
He was angry, collapsed, and in extreme pain, but he had no strength at all. He could only watch the destruction of all tenderness, hugging her cold body and weeping blood.
The perpetrator glanced at the remains of his body indifferently, not recognizing his young self, and turned around and walked away.
Buried in the abyss, the soul has no way to return.
He kept his affection for eternity, but she was confused for the rest of her life.
The whole journey of unrequited love, the whole journey of no solution, the whole journey of regret,
The tenderness is gone, leaving only a lifelong sourness, with no end to the years.
Intention: Forgetting crushes deep love, fate creates a battle that we will never meet again