The familiar dagger pierced his heart. This was an order she could not resist. This was her mission. This was the compromise her master had paid for with his life. She had no choice but to follow their ideas and step on her lover's bones step by step towards the high throne.
Only at midnight can she have a moment of peace to pay tribute to her lost love.
The warm blood was sprinkled in the air, splashed on the flowers, the water, and her face. She raised her hand and gently touched his eyebrows. She felt so reluctant to let go, but this was an outcome that could not be changed.
"Ruochu, don't go, please, don't leave me." The figure gradually dissipating in front of him finally evoked his long-sleeping memory. It was the ending she had rewritten for him with her own life. How could she bear to let him forget it like this.
After all, there is still an ending that cannot be escaped. Can you let her protect him once? This time, let me do it for you.
The young man in front of him merged with the figure that appeared many times in his dreams, but now he no longer remembers who she is, so it's okay to just forget her like this.
But at the end of the story, she was left alone, imprisoned in this gorgeous temple forever, and the people close to her gradually moved away from her, leaving her alone to guard the world and the broken sky lantern.
Intention: All gods in this world have their own obligations and value of existence.