Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

“It’s so dark and cold!”

As Ou Ya's power weakened, Nan Dou felt the surroundings becoming increasingly darker, and the coldness that penetrated deep into his soul was gradually invading him.

"This feeling is so painful, yet so familiar..."

Ou Ya's voice grew fainter in Nan Dou's ears, and the fading of his life caused his forgotten memories to resurface.

"I can't remember, I can't remember..."

Forcing himself to recall the past made Nan Dou feel a sting in his soul, but all he got was still a blank.

So Nan Dou changed his approach.

"Cold, wind...water...snow...ice..."

A picture of ice and snow gradually appeared in Nan Dou's mind.

"By the way, I'm in a snowy mountain..."

The shivering boy in a single layer of clothing walked in the snow-capped mountains where he could not tell the direction, facing the blizzard with a look of despair on his face.

"What I did, how did I survive..."

As new questions arise, a new round of thinking begins.

But the scene that followed was completely dark, which made Nan Dou a little overwhelmed.

However, darkness represents the unknown, not blankness.

Suddenly, a faint floral scent wafted from the unreachable darkness.

"This is... the smell of plum blossoms... It's so familiar, I seem to have smelled it somewhere before."

"Brother..." Nan Dou did not hear the faint call.

Nan Dou's hand groping in the dark touched something soft, and after examining it up and down, the outline emerged in his mind - it was a hat with a plum branch pinned on it.

"Master of the Hall of Rebirth..."

"Who is it? It's me?!"

"It's not just me!"

"Brother..." The faint cry became louder.

A gust of cold wind representing death blew, but Nan Dou could clearly distinguish that it also contained a different kind of vitality.

"Reincarnation..."

At this moment, the red flame of rebirth ignited, and Nandou grabbed the Homa staff in front of him.

"I remember now! I am the head of the Wangsheng Hall, and my sister is also the head of the Wangsheng Hall!"

"Brother, you finally remembered. Walnut is so happy."

Only then did Nandou realize that Kurumi had been standing in front of him from the beginning to the end, with the Homa staff in her hand.

The eyes that were as full of attachment and dependence as always made Nan Dou couldn't help but smile.

No matter how heavy the pressure was, it disappeared at this moment.

A tool who was struggling to hold on: "So?"

"Thank you, Kurumi. I promised you that I would come back, and I will definitely do it."

Kurumi smiled and disappeared in front of Nandou.

This is not the real Walnut, but an entity condensed from Walnut's memories in Nan Dou's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a red flame of rebirth suddenly ignited on Nan Dou's body in the outside world, blocking an attack from a black hand for Ou Ya.

"What do you remember?"

"I remembered something."

"It's not enough. Keep thinking. I'll hold on here!"

After giving the power of the Flame of Rebirth to Ouya, Nandou fell into deep thought again.

“Even in the freest country, darkness will always fall, and he is the eternal fire of justice that walks in the darkness.”

"He is unique, he values ​​friendship and loyalty, and he wields a giant sword to cut off all injustice."

There was a bright moon in the dark night, and the pale moonlight illuminated the back of a red-haired figure.

“So this is how I evaluate him in my heart.”

Nan Dou walked quickly towards the red-haired figure.

"You are here, my brother."

"Yes, Brother Diluk."

The two men smiled at each other, just like the moment they first met again.

The flame of rebirth burned more fiercely, and Ou Ya's pressure was relieved a little.

"You'd better hurry up. I feel like the black is changing in some way, and that white dot that might represent the exit isn't as close as it looks."

Ou Ya instructed anxiously, and it was obvious that she was under a lot of pressure.

Nan Dou looked at the distant white dot, thoughtfully.

The next moment he fell into the depths of memory again.

The forest is full of birdsong, flowers fragrance, green mountains and clear water, and full of vitality.

Nan Dou looked at the somewhat hideous mask in his hand, and an inexplicable fighting spirit surged in his heart.

"They are a race born from blood and fire. Fighting is their innate instinct."

“Yaksha…”

Nan Dou suddenly understood something, and a tall figure immediately walked out from the bushes in front of him.

"Nandou, why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and catch up, Jinpeng is right in front."

"Brother Fushe, Yingda, Fa Nan, Mi Nu..."

"Jin Peng? Is he also a Yaksha?"

"As for me, I'm Yasha Nandou!"

Nan Dou put the mask in his hand on his face, and memories of the battle came flooding back.

The five elemental powers surround Nan Dou's body.

But the next moment, the terrifying demon turned into a black sun in the air, and its powerful momentum made Nan Dou's movements slow down.

"I have fought against such a powerful enemy before."

The golden bird woke up from a desperate dream, but now he had to face the entity that gave him the nightmare.

"Jin Peng, my brother."

Death did not come in the end. Relying on the tacit understanding cultivated from childhood to adulthood, the six Yakshas managed to withstand the attack of the demon god.

Only this time, the results were different.

"Nandou, continue your fight, we will always support you."

Nan Dou smiled and waved his hands, and the power of the elements returned to his body.

"This power...has been a great help."

Ouya casually fused the five elements into a spear of judgement, and repelled an approaching dark hand.

But the next moment, more black hands attacked, and Ou Ya, who had no time to condense the Spear of Judgment, could only dodge.

Fortunately, this time she possessed the power of wind and lightning elements, and she easily dodged the attack.

However, Nandou observed that the monotonous black hands began to change in form.

"Monster?"

Nandou began to have doubts when he saw the black hand gradually transforming into the monster in his memory.

But the urgent situation left him no time to think. He left his safety to Ou Ya and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness again.

“The wind rode on the waves and brought the breath of freedom to the closed country.”

"Under the majesty of thunder, mortals are fighting for freedom and justice."

"The young master from a wealthy family experienced a decline in his family fortune. Yearning for freedom, he became a ranger who helped the weak."

Nandou stood on a hill near Inazuma Castle, looking down at the young man standing in the audience, who was thinking about his friend.

"Manyo, Kujo Sara..."

"Fate is sometimes really cruel. What is my fate?"

Nan Dou, who lost his memory, fell into confusion.

Then he was shocked by the human will that faced the power of God.

"Knowing that you can't win, but still going forward without hesitation, is this stupid or..."

"Let me find the answer to this question myself."

"The will of the gods collides with the will of the people."

“God has never compromised with the people, but He always has mercy on them.”

Nan Dou, who had been watching everything, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was missing in his hands.

“When the gap in power is too great, all the struggles and efforts of the weak are just to win the sympathy of the strong.”

“Is becoming the strongest my goal?”

Nan Dou didn't find the answer.

"What are you mumbling about?"

"Those guys are getting stronger, you can't stop!"

"I still have to meet my dad."

Ouya used his enhanced elemental power to cut off a monster transformed by a black hand, and then used the power of his soul to condense into a hand and gently patted Nandou's head.

Nan Dou stared at the white dot, and for the first time, a relaxed smile appeared on his face. He said confidently, "Don't worry, but can you not set a flag?"