She was a despised little demon, and he was the cold, aloof God of Fate.
She said, “Take me with you.” He flicked his sleeve, his voice tinged with faint mockery. “I am a god, and you are a demon. Gods and demons follow different paths. It is impossible.”
When the coldhearted God of Fate met a muddleheaded little demon, every unfinished story reached its end.
His fate was sealed because his chains were too heavy. Even with sorrow and tears breaking his heart, even when all was reduced to nothing, he had to remain alone in that grove of jade blossoms and repay a debt that could never be cleared.
Her fate came from loving him too deeply. Even the annihilation of her soul and the silence of all creation could not express the depth of her feelings for him.
On the Ferrying Souls Cliff, things and people had changed beyond recognition. Only the wind still sounded as it always had.
