Another World: My life is on the hook!

But Lynn didn't say anything to her.

He simply kept showing her around, like a historian observing the ebb and flow of history, neither interfering nor affecting it.

She maintained a disdainful attitude, keeping him by her side with a haughty and condescending air, sneering at everything she saw.

But until one day...

Her emotions finally changed.

He had shown her a lot of pain and injustice, but only that one time made her tremble with anger and wanted to intervene herself.

She didn't know why it happened. He had a happy life and still had hope for the future, but overnight, everything was taken away from him. A raging fire burned down his academy and his family, and when he returned, all he saw was ashes.

He embarked on a path of revenge amidst his suffering, his entire personality changed, and he vowed to kill those who had destroyed everything he had.

He grew up step by step.

He worked desperately and endured hardships that ordinary people could not bear.

But when he finally grew up to the point where he could take revenge, when he finally found those enemies who had destroyed everything and wanted to give them an end, the changing circumstances forced him to make peace with those enemies and forced him to share a room with them.

Because they are under greater external threat.

But when they finally resolved the external threat and returned, he was immediately suppressed by everyone and died a tragic death on the spot.

hum-

Just as she was about to make a move, Lynn stopped her.

"Let me go!"

She didn't know why she was so angry, so angry that she almost lost her mind.

But Lynn still stopped her, and she just watched helplessly as the man who had lost everything was mocked and betrayed, and killed in the mortal world. No miracle happened, no new opportunity after the dead end. He was betrayed and killed once again in the midst of his deep resentment and inability to avenge his great enemy.

"Let me go!! Let me go!!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she wanted to kill them all.

Even she herself didn't know why this experience would cause her to have such a strong reaction.

suddenly.

A glistening drop fell to the ground.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she seemed oblivious to them.

"Doesn't this look familiar?"

Lynn's voice came through.

"Later you told me that you were mortal enemies with them, that you had endured countless hardships, all so that one day they would taste the same bitter fruit you had suffered."

Why should you empathize? Why should you harbor resentment?

"They're nothing but a bunch of phantoms in a dream, aren't they?"

She clenched her teeth, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her fingers almost digging into her palms, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Only the tears kept falling, drop by drop, like knives piercing the ground.

Lynn grabbed her shoulders, making her look directly into his eyes, at the torn emotions and tears within them.

Lynn looked at her and said:

"How long is a person's life? Whether it's your place or ours, isn't it all just a fleeting dream?"

"What's the difference?"

"Even if you live a long life, it's still just one lifetime. In this short life, what we see is reality."

Zhimeng bit her lip so hard it almost broke, staring at the man in front of her with anger and resentment.

"You just want to change me!"

"I just wanted to tell you."

Lynn looked at her calmly.

"You and I are both mortals."

……

……

That incident deeply affected her, and even when she returned to that snowy plain later, she kept her head down for a long time.

Because what can make you empathize is always the experience that was similar to yours, whether in a dream or what you think is reality. The world is so big, who can understand the essence and truth of the world? A few decades, a short lifetime, that is already all there is to being a person.

She clenched her hands tightly.

I know your purpose, and I know what you want to do, but I still don't like you.

She suddenly said it to him one day.

"I will no longer indiscriminately kill them."

Her voice was very low. After she finished speaking, she resolutely turned around and went back into the sea of ​​her mind to recover, but Lynn could tell that those were her innermost thoughts.

That was the first time Lynn smiled.

Because he knew that, in essence, she wasn't actually a bad person.

Although she has the same arrogance and selfishness as those outsiders, she can change because she is someone who can sacrifice herself for others without hesitation. Although she will have all sorts of excuses to deny it, she is not the kind of incurable devil.

time flies.

Lynn was finally able to slowly release her, and she would leave without a word, but in the end she would always come back with her head down.

Because psychic energy originates from within a person's heart.

She also learned to see the ups and downs of the world.

Although this change may be a long and distant process, it is certainly a good start.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye; a thousand years seem to pass in the blink of an eye as the snow stops and the snow ceases.

And that was the day.

She actually broke through.

Despite the damage to her origin and before she had truly recovered, she actually elevated her spiritual energy to a higher level, touching upon a higher dimension.

She didn't know why she was so happy, because her first thought was to immediately tell him the news.

Because she broke through the psychic bottleneck that had been troubling her since the beginning of time.

And this is simply because...

She is no longer detached from the masses as before, but is able to delve into them and appreciate the preciousness of each soul.

"Hey! You! Did you feel it?! My psionic energy... my..."

But when she rushed out of the cave where she had been cultivating.

What she saw was a terrifying scene of cataclysmic destruction, with chaotic torrents surging across the sky and terrifying nightmares standing tall in the heavens, like the arrival of the apocalypse, leaving her feeling empty in an instant.

She didn't know why she could see them; they were blurred like phantoms in time.

And she saw him too.

He didn't know why he gave off a strange feeling; there seemed to be something wrong with him. Beneath his drifting white hair, black flames climbed onto his skin, making him look like a person on the verge of decay.

And those nightmares... came to kill him.

That day, she stood there, blankly watching the outbreak of the war.