Sword Heroes: A Wish Upon a Star

The wind roared past their ears, carrying with it the scent of life slipping away. All right, then. Let's live and die together. Ruoxuan, this is my promise to you. At last, we can be together without a burden between us. The white-haired man clutched the frail woman in pink as they plunged into the abyss. I've never had the courage to tell you, but I'm carrying your child. A sudden flash of insight brought the man back to his senses. No! You can't! You can't die like this! I won't allow it! Maybe... maybe death is written in my fate. Your purse is in King Abiluo's clothes. The final scene of Yantai's life flashed before his eyes. That's right! I still have a life-preserving golden pill. But... the Heavenly Sword is in my hand... Ruoxuan... At that moment, the Heavenly Sword in his hand shone with a fierce white light. The spirit within the blade seemed to know its master's decision and struggled desperately for the last time. Heavenly Sword, as long as I'm alive, I'll find you again! I swear! The next second, the sword plunged into the sea. He fumbled to place the golden pill in the woman's mouth, and hope returned to him. A smile. Ruoxuan, I'm sorry... My child, I'm sorry... Pain... A soul-tearing pain spread from his back, consuming his whole body... Forgive me... please... Consciousness came to an abrupt end. Rebirth is a gigantic wheel that crushes yesterday and brings the dawn. Again and again, without end. Reborn, whose past is pure as paper? A dead heart, whose memories are covered in scars? Love spins amid fate's cruel games, nothing but a game of pursuit. Power is no more than a fading flower at the end of the world. In the end, it cannot escape being crushed to pieces in the wind.