Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

With a flash of sword light, the stone split open, revealing a life that was not yet completely dead—a small, unknown rat.

Oh, it doesn't look like a mouse... it looks like something that resembles a mouse.

"...Something doesn't seem to be what I'm looking for, where is it..."

"..." That creature, whose nature was unknown, took a slow breath. This weak life was about to die, and for some reason, a sense of sorrow arose. However, there were more important things to do, and no time to concern herself with such matters...

"It won't hurt much, you'll live a good life." Power was injected to ensure that his life became normal, or rather, that he was alive... "I'll come back to find you later, if you're still alive."

With a sigh, it was time to continue. An endless sense of confusion and exhaustion swept over his already weak body; it felt like everything was over…

I want to go home, but I haven't finished everything yet... A deep sense of powerlessness, no way to do anything but enjoy it all.

Or rather, they were forced to accept it. There was no other way, so they had to accept it and treat it as an inevitable part of life. They couldn't find any trace of their child and even collapsed to the ground in despair. The place had been searched three times already, with stones, trees, and even weeds all being overturned.

Where exactly is it? An indescribable sadness fills my heart; I can't find it, I simply can't find it...

"Bruninsch, my dear child, where are you? Why have you disappeared? I'm looking for you..."

“…Meow…” Listening to the faint sound from the other side, she finally picked up the thing that she didn’t know what it was. It was probably a product of alchemy. It was clear that the other side was not an ordinary animal. It was just like the bleeding dog from her past life… It wasn’t wrong to call it that. That awkward and bizarre name was not as catchy as this nickname.

"My Lord, could you please make contact? I can't see anything..." The voice trembled with fear that almost overwhelmed the listener...

“I’m sorry… I can’t find anything. There’s nothing there, and I looked at his dream. There was nothing there. It was calm and quiet, just a stagnant dream.”

A stagnant pool of water, a dream of who-knows-what...

Endless despair felt like it was choking me, slowly consuming my soul, making my spirit feel the abyss of pain and despair. How interesting, how damnable…

"I want to go home," I want to go home, but what will it be like when I get home? I don't know, but at least it shouldn't be like this. At least I can hide myself away for a little while. "I want to go home, but where is my home? None of these are my home. My home is long gone..."

"...Meow?"

"Don't be afraid, little one. I'm just too sad. Let me take you away. There's nothing I can do about this. Let me take you with me. This will make you feel better. I don't know if you're harmful, but you should live. At least you shouldn't die without anything."

One should not die in pain without having experienced anything real. Such a life is too painful and should not be lived that way. One should be able to choose one's own life.

"Meow." Holding the tiny creature in her arms, she silently returned home. From that day on, missing person posters were plastered all over the streets and alleys, but unfortunately, there was never any indication that the other person existed.

Those tiny, unknown creatures survived. I took good care of them. They posed no danger, but were excessively fragile, so I had to take good care of them.

It didn't seem very smart. The other person had short limbs, a small brain, and walked unsteadily. It was even unable to eat properly.

However, the products of alchemy are always fragile. The fragile life of the other party can only be kept alive by constantly injecting power into it. The more frustrated one is, the less clues one can find. Disappointment after disappointment fills one's endless heart.

I want to go home, I want to go home. It's a strange feeling, I just inexplicably want to go home. I know I'm already at home. But then I realized that home isn't really my home. I've forgotten where it is, haven't I?

My past home was a fantasy, and my present home is a source of pain.

That painful home, because of a little bit of beauty, became somewhat different, but because of the pain, it became no different. It was still a place that caused me pain, a home that was not really a home.

"Meow." You strange creature, with a cat's face but a body like a bloodstained dog from a past life, a creature that seems to transform between different substances, but without any ability to cross space. You can see the beating heart on its body, you can see that fragile heart, and its heart keeps beating. How strange.

“I can’t find her. You used to have an older sister, but you can’t find her. She was a very warm sister, like a flower. You can’t find her… This is what I wanted to tell you, because you are also my child.”

You are my child, aren't you? Fragile and sorrowful life, my child. Does life possess any special emotions? What is the reason for the birth of life?

"I can't find it, uh, wait..."

“Teacher, you should rest now,” she said. This was one of his best students, the one who was about to hand him the pen… “Teacher, you look sick… With no other way, you should take better care of yourself. I know you can’t accept all of this, and I can’t accept it either, but there’s no other way. We’re searching, aren’t we? We’ll find a way…”

"I kept searching, only to be met with rejection. I searched for so many things, but in the end, I found nothing. Why is it so painful? Why? Why am I the one experiencing all of this? Am I really this old? Can't I even find my only child?"

Can't I even find my only important child?

Where are you, the continuation of my life?

"mum."

"Is this the cat? What a strange cat, a product of alchemy?" Le Lan deliberately changed the subject. She always had a happy smile on her face when talking about alchemy, but this time, the teacher remained silent and did not reply.

"..."

"What a strange life. Such a beautiful life, yet it seems to be in so much pain."

"Hmm?" A life of suffering... is very painful.