Butterfly Shadow Twins

The content is a bit Mary Sue, the heroine is designed as a little white rabbit in the early stage, she is silly and sweet, she will transform into a powerful person in the later stage, her pseudo-bones are not related by blood, and she is an adopted daughter. Bian Ruanruan, a girl coveted by the blood tribe and the fox tribe, fell into the deep sea during her eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. After being rescued by the mermaid prince, she lost her memory and gained a new life. She didn't know that the butterfly birthmark on the back of her neck was the key to unlocking the seal of the three clans, nor did she know that four men were trapped in a whirlpool of fate for her. When the holy silver arrows from the land and the spiritual breath from the deep sea point at her heart at the same time, and when the memory fragments piece together that "she is the core of the war between the three races," Ruan Ruan must choose between love and the truth - to become a vessel for others to slaughter, or to flutter her wings to break the curse that has lasted for three hundred years? And next to the Eye of Time at the bottom of the Spirit Devouring Abyss, the self three hundred years ago was saying softly through the rift in time and space: "This time, it's me who chooses your future." Butterfly doesn't remember The fox tail has warmed me, the star track has chased me, the blood moon has kissed me, and the blue sea has saved me. Concept: The image of "butterflies don't remember" is both a metaphor for amnesia and an escape from "fateful memory" - only by not remembering the coveted past can we see clearly "who I want to be" in the new life. The self three hundred years ago and the self now echo across time and space. It is essentially a dialogue between the "passive bearers of the past" and the "active resisters of the future", which ultimately points to a core: the so-called fate is never meant to be followed, but to be rewritten by a certain generation of "awakened ones". Whether it is the attitude of the demon tribe towards spiritual energy and tools, or Ruan Ruan's resistance to the identity of the "key", they all say the same thing in the end: what defines you is never your innate label or external desires, but whether you dare to say "I want to live for myself" at every moment of choice.