Whispering Poems

Chapter 3841 The Initial Story
"call!"

Xia De, who was lying on the snow, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked up sharply.

At this moment, the girls' singing in the distance had disappeared. He was sitting directly below the cliff of the Destiny Ruins at the summit, and only landed after falling hundreds of meters.

Above were cliffs, a dazzling sea of ​​stars, and the moonlight that veiled the moon in March. Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion. There was no longer any hand holding Xia De's above.

"No, someone did hold my hand just now."

Because he clearly felt a lingering tenderness in his hand, and he clearly felt that the silver figure from just now was still imprinted in his eyes.

"is it you?"

Laughter echoed in the wind during the night.

"is it you?"

The stars cast a gentle glow.

"is it you?"

The moon embraced him in that moment, offering no answer, but he understood. Perhaps what he longed for awaited him at the end of the demigod's path, at the end of the long staircase to godhood.

Thick steam rose from behind him, and as Shad stared blankly yet eagerly at his right hand, an even larger life ring than before appeared, rapidly spinning deep within the steam.

[Stranger, you have been struck down from the Cliff of Saints by the old god, Mr. Misfortune, and you have experienced "blasphemy."]

[Through your fall, you learn of the past; through your fall, you see the direction of the future. Driven by fate, you take another step on the path to demigodhood, acquiring three of the six elements of the "Rebirth Ritual." Fall, fall, fall—the beginning is a fall, and the end is a fall.]

[Stranger, you have inscribed the silver blasphemous rune - Fallen.]

[Stranger, your spell "Falling Star Strike" has been elevated to a wondrous art. No new effects have been added, but its power has been greatly increased. Corresponds to the [Falling] rune.]

[You now know part of your "original" story; all attributes increased, all spell effects increased.]

On the Ring of Fate, the final spirit rune belonging to the ninth ring finally appeared. With this, all four elemental spirit runes of the ninth ring were complete, including even the spirit rune for the higher ring's ascension.
"The fallen traveler rewrites the world's poem."

He looked at his right hand, which had seemed to be held just now, and said the same words again. [Fall] [Traveler] [Change] [World] [Poem], although the core spirit rune has not yet been decided, at only the ninth ring, he already has the blasphemy - [Fall] and the miracle - [World]. He can use divinity to immerse himself in one of them and then advance to the tenth ring.

"The fallen traveler. Does that refer to me?"

And thinking of this, the memories that surfaced during the fall were recalled by Shad once again:
"I did indeed come into this world in the spring of 1853, not in the summer of 1853! The place I first arrived at was not No. 6 St. Delan Square in Tobeskoye, but the ancient Moon Tower on Mount Karas! And at that time, that tower had not yet collapsed as reported in the news!"

He had only guessed about it in the past, but this time, with the return of his vague memories, he finally proved exactly when and where his journey in this world began.

“In that tower, I saw many corpses. I climbed the tower and then met Ms. Helena Carter, the astrologer Euclid, and the werewolf witch Miss Bicester. Perhaps they were not real people but some kind of incarnation or shadow, but I did come into contact with them. In the end, I jumped from the tower and then lost this memory of arriving at the beginning of the world.”

The memory remains hazy, but the two figures, one gold and one silver, seen at the top of the tower during the fall are still clear in my memory.

He wasn't sure who they were, or why they were just watching him fall.

But at least the outsider has learned some important information, that his initial experience as an outsider was related to three people closely connected to the moon.

"And those three people, in the 'future,' had different encounters with me. Did the initial meeting determine the subsequent story, or did the subsequent story influence time and space, leading to the initial meeting? Fate, yes, chance is inevitability, and inevitability is also chance, I understand."

At this moment, the outsider remembered that the Tree Father had told him that the "Rebirth Ritual" could allow him to obtain a third core spirit rune (Chapter 2927), and this ritual was also an important part of the path to demigodhood—

The blood of the one you admire is silver, not red;

The mark of the guardian, the supreme power;

The roots of the teacher are cursed and eroded;

The finger bones of an astrologer guide one's destiny;

The hair of the moon chaser symbolizes devout faith;

The existence of those who sacrificed themselves serves as proof.

Now, Xia De understood who the "roots of the teacher," the "finger bones of the astrologer," and the "hair of the moon chaser" referred to.

The remaining three elements can be determined by continuing to explore the ambiguities in the memory. As for what that initial memory was, and why it had been forgotten by Xia De, it likely involves a truth that is currently unimaginable to outsiders.

"you"

He hesitated in his heart and asked, "Does 'she' know what I'm thinking?"
You want to know if I was involved in the story of the Moon-Viewing Tower.

"you"

[Stranger, you are me.]

She gave the same answer as when the outsider first had doubts about No. 6 St. Teresa's Square.

The outsider felt he understood, yet he also felt he didn't.

But then he looked up again at the top of the cliff, and an object slowly fell—the golden chess piece—which he caught in his hand. The fall ended; he was alive. He had won.

The moment the chess piece was touched by his left hand, the divinity contained within it seamlessly merged into his soul. The divinity belonging to the [God of Misfortune] became one of the three drops of divinity that the stranger now possessed.

Because it was a voluntary gift, the divinity directly became his power. He did not gain any additional runes from this drop of divinity; he simply gained a deeper understanding of destiny.

"It seems the God of Misfortune's purpose in coming here is to make me fall. But is He acting out of His own volition, wanting to create a more exciting story for Mr. Huan, or is this simply the inevitable outcome of this situation? Fortune has favored Ellie at the top, while misfortune has befallen me at the bottom. The story that Mr. Huan is looking forward to is truly fascinating."

Amidst swirling thoughts, Shad opened his palm to look at the shattered fragments of the chess piece that contained divinity. He tossed the fragments onto the snow, then clenched his left hand forward—

hum!
A ring of fate, the color of silvery moonlight, appeared out of thin air and resonated with Shad. This was Shad's third ring, and also the last ring that Shad had condensed himself.

[The Ring of Fate - Falling: This is the fate of a stranger who falls here.]

[Interpretation of Fate: Falling is not a sign of ruin, but the beginning of a new story.]

[Effect: The holder of this destiny ends the old story and begins a new one.]

The silver-white ring transformed into a point of light and flew toward the back of the right hand, becoming the outermost ring nested on the back of the right hand.

Shade helped Xuemian to her feet, feeling that compared to the fall just now, everything that had happened tonight, from entering the Drowned Ghost Tavern to the start of the God War, had become insignificant.

"It seems we need to set off for Mount Karas as soon as possible."

He thought to himself, "She" gently reminded him:
The battle for destiny is not over yet; they have already returned to the battlefield, and you are the only one missing.

"Yes, I understand."

He looked down at the back of his hand, then looked up at the star-studded night sky. Snowflakes and sand mingled in the wind, but the stranger felt as if he had just woken from a deep dream, his body and mind refreshed.

He has not only recovered to his best condition, but he also feels that his body, soul and even destiny have been greatly improved.

This is definitely not just because of the divinity bestowed by the [God of Misfortune]. The "fall" just now was not just a descent; it was some kind of ritual that outsiders would not understand.

He fell from the Moon Tower on a spring night in 1853, thus beginning his life in a new world. The story representing the origin of the "Outlanders" is reenacted tonight in the battle of destiny, the path to demigodship continues, and the Outlanders gain power in the process.

This is not simply a change in strength; its essence is that Xia De is becoming increasingly inhuman, moving closer to those higher-dimensional beings.

Looking at this world, my eyes gained more information than ever before; my mouth breathed the air of the snow-capped mountains, but the essence was no longer just about taking in air. My physical and spiritual strength was greater, and I could run faster and jump higher—these were merely the outward signs of this advancement. More importantly, there were changes that mortals could not comprehend.

[Resurrection], [Miracle], [Fall]—the three rings of fate reveal the initial story, the story at the beginning of everything. At this moment, the three rings and the half-wheel of [Nobility] resonate with Shad, and he smiles in the wind, understanding how to ultimately defeat the molting serpent of doom.

"Although Mr. Huan has passed away, he did indeed direct a very good show, and even my performance as someone sitting in the audience was a source of amusement for him."

Sometimes, the stories unfolding offstage are also part of the experience of watching a play.

The outsider once again deeply understood that the ancient gods truly were the embodiment of rules and phenomena. Their departure simply meant they would no longer respond to the calls of mortals, but their power had always remained. As long as the world exists, the ancient gods exist.

"Departed" is not quite accurate; they may have simply "fallen into slumber."

"No matter what, let's end everything tonight first."

But he did not leave immediately; instead, he continued to examine his right hand, which he had not been willing to touch since waking up.

He gazed at the hand, recalling the tenderness he felt as he fell. Only when the "she" beside him urged him helplessly did Xia De place his right hand on his left chest, and with a thought, he leaped into the air, his body disappearing into the void.

Three seconds later, Xia De reached the edge of the desert battlefield. The area above was still shrouded in a dim yellow light. Although he didn't think he had spent much time at the bottom of the cliff, the battlefield situation had reached its most difficult moment.

　P.S.: I will try not to write about the freshman ceremony again in the main text in the future. It is necessary to include it here, and it is not just to increase the word count.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)