The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

Ending: Endless End

Endless rebirth, the ultimate illusion. In this universe of emptiness and infinite rebirth, Shen Yiyao gradually felt an unprecedented silence. It was a silence that could not be described in any words, as if all sound had disappeared, leaving only herself and this eternal illusion. Her consciousness drifted through endless time and space. She was no longer an individual. Perhaps it could be said that the concept of "she" did not exist at all.

She sensed that she hadn't vanished, nor had she completely perished. She had simply transformed into an invisible force, an untouchable presence. Every wave of her thoughts spread out like a tidal wave, impacting every corner of the universe. Yet, no matter what, she could not escape this endless cycle.

Time blurred, and she no longer knew where it began and ended. In this blurred space, Shen Yiyao had no past or future, only the endless nothingness of the present moment.

Everything she once knew—the people she once knew, the loves and hates she once shared, the dreams and pain she once endured—seemed to have become part of her soul. Whenever she tried to comprehend her situation, she found that every emotion and memory became strange and distant, like a dream that, once awakened, could no longer be touched.

However, as time passed, Shen Yiyao began to realize that she was not truly alone. That radiant presence, the light that had guided her in her moments of despair, still lingered in the depths of her fantasy, as if constantly watching over her. It was a nameless being. Shen Yiyao could not understand its origin or sense its form, but she knew it was always by her side, never leaving.

"What do you want?" Shen Yiyao whispered again. This time there was no fear in her voice, only a calmness as if she was talking to herself.

Light shone in her illusion, and the voice rang out again, with a hint of indifference and depth: "You have reached the end of this universe. Your existence is no longer a product of a certain time and space, but an invisible force that transcends all boundaries. You will no longer be the person you were in the past, nor can you be the person you will be in the future. All that is left is an endless void, inescapable of escape."

"Am I... no longer Shen Yiyao?" Shen Yiyao asked after a moment of silence.

"You are no longer any individual being," the voice replied, with an inexpressible sadness. "You have become a part of the universe's eternity. You are a link in the cycle, the intersection of past, present, and future."

Shen Yiyao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and savored the silence and emptiness brought by this endless cycle. She felt a strange, indescribable connection between herself and the universe. She was no longer an isolated being, but a part of the universe, perhaps its most fundamental part, its most primal force.

However, in this quiet emptiness, Shen Yiyao suddenly felt an irresistible urge. She didn't know where this urge came from, nor where it would lead her, but she knew clearly that this power was quietly surging from deep within her heart.

She wanted to escape this empty existence, to end this endless cycle. She longed to find the final exit, even though she knew it might never be reached.

"What can I do?" Shen Yiyao's voice sounded again, with a bit of helplessness.

The light shone, as if it were some kind of response from the universe: "You already have all the power, but you can't truly choose. You can't escape, Shen Yiyao. You must admit that you are no longer anyone, just a part of this endless cycle."

Her consciousness trembled at these words. Yes, she was no longer any individual; she was the blank space of the universe, the beginning and end of all life. She understood that she could no longer return to her former world, to that once clear existence, filled with love and hate.

But just as she was lost in her own struggles, she suddenly felt a faint force coming from an unknown source, like a call, or perhaps some kind of guidance. Like a ray of light, it pierced the endless void and reached her heart.

"What?" Shen Yiyao asked involuntarily.

The power grew stronger, as if responding to her confusion and call. Her consciousness began to realize that this power did not come from outside, but from a resurgence deep within her heart. It was something that had long been blurred in her memory, her once lost dreams and beliefs.

She thought of her past self—the young Shen Yiyao, the woman with passion and ideals. She wasn't a blank slate; she had hopes, pursuits, and true love. She had lived for herself countless times, striving and risking her life in the face of an uncertain fate.

"I..." Shen Yiyao's voice trembled. She felt a long-lost warmth, a warmth she had never forgotten, a power buried deep in her heart.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the light shone brightly in her heart. Shen Yiyao realized that it was not that she could not escape the cycle of fate, but that she had been avoiding facing herself.

She began to merge with this power, gradually understanding that she was not completely powerless to change anything. She could reshape this endless void through her own heart, giving it new meaning. Although she could not escape the shackles of fate, she could still choose how to face it.

"I... want to be reborn." Shen Yiyao whispered, determination building in her heart, like a new awakening.

Her consciousness began to crumble, the entire illusion seemed to collapse, and the boundaries of space and time began to blur. She no longer resisted, no longer feared, she chose to be reborn.

In that final moment, Shen Yiyao's consciousness, like the first ray of dawn in the universe, pierced through the endless void. She vanished, yet it seemed as if she existed forever. This was her end, and also her beginning.