Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

Bai Jun looked back at her with a puzzled expression, and asked in a calm voice, "What is Miss Filina talking about? I don't understand."

"You really don't understand?"

Filina's smile grew wider and wider. "Then I hope you really don't understand."

"After all, it is really unfortunate to know how and when you will die from the moment you are born."

"I hope you will always be as 'lucky' as you are now."

"Whether I will be as lucky as I am now is a matter for the future." Bai Jun changed the subject and said, "But Miss Filina probably won't have a future. After all, you said that you are destined to die."

"Unfortunately, I don't really believe in fate."

Felina shrugged. "It doesn't matter even if you burn all the roses in the Orphir Empire. They are just like weeds. They will grow again after being burned."

"It's not easy for me to live, but it's very easy to want the world to be buried with me."

The thorns silently wrapped around Ai Luo's neck. Filina tilted her head slightly and asked in a questioning tone: "What do you think? If she dies again this time, will there be a chance for this world to start over again?"

"I guess not."

The thorns pierced deeply into the delicate flesh of Arlo's neck, but she didn't feel any pain.

Filina's words kept replaying in my mind.

——Will there be a chance to start over in this world?

——I guess not.

There will indeed be no chance to start over, so what has she been afraid of all this time?

Are you afraid of an unpredictable future? Or a painful and tragic death? Or is it the fear of an ending that you already know but cannot change?

Actually neither.

What she had always feared was not anything else but her own powerlessness.

She blamed herself for all the mistakes, but was powerless to change the irreversible consequences of these mistakes. Because of this powerlessness, she felt deeply afraid and painful.

What she was afraid of was not facing it.

What she was afraid of was being helpless in the face of it, and being able to watch and do nothing.

But all this is unnecessary.

If you don't dare to do anything because you are afraid of not being able to do anything, then isn't that just dealing with fear itself?

Since there is no chance to start over, just do your best within the scope of what you can do.

Under Filina's astonished gaze, Aurora suddenly threw herself into her arms.

She hugged Felina with her arms, tightly hugging her, not giving her any chance to break free, and jumped down from the pigeon tower with her.

The ashes of the burning rose filled the air, heat waves rolled, the scorching embers burned the skin, and the sounds of wind and crackling burning were intertwined in the ears.

"You promised that you would always stay with me."

Ai Luo's voice was very soft, and it dissipated into the wind, like a whisper: "Filina, if your existence is destined to end with my death, then let us die together."

Filina's shoulders were wet, and the tender vine leaves that had just condensed on her fingertips dissipated in an instant.

Aurora's tears are born to restrain roses.

She had no way to use her skills.

Ai Luo is the natural nemesis of all her skills.

Towers, sea of ​​fire, roses.

All the sources of Aurora's fear and pain converged into Aurora's weapon to kill her.

That's so cruel, Arlo.

Filina sneered and whispered softly to Aurora's hair, "You want to die with me? Okay, dear, I'll grant you that."

The rose wrapped in flames burned wildly, its petals turned from bright red to charred black, and its unique fragrance also became unpleasant in the fire.

"boom--"

Aurora and Philina fell into the sea of ​​fire where the roses were burning.