The Trapped God and the Dying Bird

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Qian Ning died on the day the Holy City fell, watching with her own eyes as demonic beasts devoured her corpse.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to two hours before the city fell. In a panic, she tried to flee, but a city guard ran her through with his sword.

The second time she woke, no one believed her, and the Holy City was destroyed again.

The third time, she returned to the day before the city's destruction. On the street, she came across a beggar. She kindly gave him a bun, but a sharp arrow pierced her back and pinned her firmly to a wall.

The fourth time, she woke at a wedding. Drums and gongs thundered outside as the groom led the bride through the wedding rites.

Nothing happened, and just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the bride slit the groom's throat. The wedding turned into a crime scene.

When she opened her eyes again, someone was dressing her in wedding clothes.

"The auspicious hour has arrived!"

She couldn't move as others propped her up, and she had no idea what year or day it was.

Through a gap in the red veil, she saw a slender, deathly pale hand reaching toward her.

Something sharp and cold seemed to press against her skin from inside the sleeve.

Alternate universe

Blurb dated 2025.8.7

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