Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

Some fragmented memories flashed by quickly, and Mo Feng could no longer immerse himself in them. This feeling was like watching a movie, but every scar suffered by the protagonist of the movie would be transformed into pain in Mo Feng's own body.

He has seen too many past memories, those memories are fleeting, but the pain will remain in his heart.

I vaguely remember that some of them were born into a famine-stricken society and were eaten by their own children.

Some of them were captured by bullies and became slaves before they reached adulthood, and died of exhaustion at work.

Some of them were treated as abandoned pawns on the battlefield, and died in order to cover the retreat of those with higher bloodlines.

Is this all him?

He was smashed to death by a hammer from the Protector Star God, pierced through the heart by an arrow from the Hunting Star God, torn apart by the Pleasure Order, and...

Because the Rift Creation died in battle, because he was killed by a missile while protecting others, because he died of the entropy disease that gradually dissipated, because...

Is this all me?

Mo Feng's memory began to fall apart, and in a corner that he was not aware of, the calming jade had already been broken.

The faint light is insignificant in the bottomless sea.

His consciousness began to sink, and some tiny sounds kept urging Mo Feng in his ears like a death warrant: "Are you tired? Go to sleep... This is not your fault... It's fate's fault."

"No matter what you choose, it will be like this in the end. Don't worry. There is no shame in running away."

"I am your past and your future. I will redeem you."

Mo Feng felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he didn't know where the problem lay.

It seems that there is one thing that I have not yet accomplished - I still have some regrets, but what exactly is it...

After the Calming Jade shattered, the feeling that Mo Feng had finally regained also disappeared as his consciousness sank. The pink figure slowly faded away, and Mingming was about to remember it soon - Mingming, why?

"This is fate... Mo Feng, this is damn fate. You are tired, go to sleep."

Like the temptation of the ancient god of hell, the seductive voice was persuading Mo Feng step by step to walk into the abyss.

That's someone very important to me.

"That's not important. You are a reincarnation, and this life is enough. Instead of experiencing pain, why not just close your eyes?"

The whispers in my ears continued to seduce me.

Don’t want to forget…

Don’t want to abandon…

Don’t want to disappoint…

Don't want to be... forgotten.

The feeling of suffocation made Mo Feng about to lose his last bit of consciousness.

"That's enough." As a scolding sounded, Mo Feng saw a door light up and a person walked out of it. He vaguely felt that he looked very similar to himself. Who is this?

As his palm brushed past, Mo Feng's feeling of suffocation gradually dissipated.

When his consciousness returned to clarity, Mo Feng had a feeling of surviving a calamity, and the remaining consciousness in his mind gradually pieced together.

"Do you still remember me?" The figure was particularly blurry. His tone was indifferent and detached.

"Are you my previous life? I can't remember." Mo Feng felt his head swelling and blank. The only thing he was sure of was that he remembered that he was Mo Feng.

Not Mu Feng, not Qing Feng, not Jiang Feng, nor...

I am Mo Feng. In this life, I am Mo Feng.

"Yeah, I am your past life. I am also the one who sealed your past memories." The man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I don't want you to remember either."

"Thank you for saving me..." Mo Feng said. If it weren't for him, he would have been dragged into the bottomless pit no matter how strong his will was.

The man sighed and said, "Originally, I had no intention of saving you, because letting you die like this seems to be the best ending for you."

"Why?" Mo Feng didn't understand.

He did not answer the question directly, but said, "You know what? We, the samsara species, are going against the will of heaven. Now, you are the only surviving samsara species."

"Can the reincarnation species also die?" Mo Feng asked.

"Why not?" The man laughed, "When memories become a burden, the seeds of reincarnation will be torn apart in the vortex of memories. You have already remembered too much. According to common sense, even if you wake up, you will be torn apart by painful memories, and then the seeds of reincarnation will be completely destroyed. It is better to let you die like this, and then reincarnate."

"so?"

"But I saw your determination, so I saw some possibility in you and wanted to take a gamble." He smiled, "You will definitely say that I am the Riddler. I also hate the mysterious Star God Riddler's style, but believe me, I didn't tell you because I wanted to protect you, just like I sealed your memory."

"Will everything be okay when I wake up?" As Mo Feng regained consciousness, he completely recalled his identity in this life. The pink figure appeared completely and pulled him back completely.

She is Fu Xuan, the only person I want to protect in this life.

"Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? We, the reincarnation species, are just gamblers who bet on fate. What you see now is just the power of my remaining memory and destiny." The man smiled and said, "Wake up, your lover is still waiting for you. I, a single dog, am so envious."

"Thanks again."

"You are me and I am you. There's no need to thank you. I just hope you won't disappoint me. Don't disappoint Feng's expectations either."

There was a strong force pushing Mo Feng to gradually wake up. That was the power of memory and destiny, which had been sealed in the depths of his memories. Although Mo Feng did not understand Liuguang Yiting, this surging power was definitely the work of a memory messenger.

Is he the Memory Commander?

Although he didn't know his name, Mo Feng had already made a basic guess.

Even though his mind is filled with many sad memories of the past and Xiang Wang can't forget them, Mo Feng just wants to live well in this life. He doesn't need any gorgeous perfection, just an ordinary ending.

The past is gone, and immersing oneself in the so-called past life is something only a fool would do.

I was defeated by my own memories. I am not a qualified general.

……

"Ren Feng, do you think he has a chance? Because of your appearance, you will disappear soon. Completely turning into a memory meme." In Mo Feng's memory space, the two were having an incredible conversation.

If the guys in the Genius Club knew about this, they would definitely cut open Mo Feng's brain to study how he did it. It's amazing.

"Haha, even if I fail, I've had enough of this kind of life, so I'll just disappear." Ren Feng said, "Besides, my power can't suppress these memories for long, so I might as well take a gamble. Feng, you've become a coward."

"What a joke. I just don't want someone who has been chatting with me for so long to leave like that." said another person.

"Oh my, a genius is trying to keep me here? There is no such thing as physical contact between men." Ren Feng joked, "I'm not gay. If possible, I really hope to have the same luck as Mo Feng, or even Mu Feng."

"Is this your last words? You're going to disappear." Feng said calmly.

"Ahaha, I'm already dead, right? Well, the road ahead is long, I wish you good health. Ren Feng, I'm going first." As Ren Feng uttered the last byte, he turned into a pool of water and then dissipated.