Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

The girl stared at the Saint in a daze, the fear in her eyes gradually replaced by confusion.

"So... I'm really a monster?"

The Saint shook his head slightly, his voice low and gentle.

"You are merely a 'living being' awakened by the wrong power. In reality, you possess the same innocence and pure heart as humans. However, the power that gave rise to you is the embodiment of the pain of this land. But pain... does not necessarily bring only destruction. If you still hold onto goodwill towards the world, this power will eventually become a shield to protect others, not a blade to harm them. However, if you wish to integrate into human society, you must sacrifice your 'self.'"

The Saint's voice echoed softly in the wind, and the girl's fingertips trembled slightly. She looked down at her hand, which was wrapped in purple mist. The power that had once corroded plants and harmed living things was now as quiet as a lost child.

"Later, you followed the guidance of the Holy One and entered the site of the plague alone. Using your own power as a medium, you absorbed all the curses of the plague, sealed them, and transformed them back into your own power."

The girl knelt on the charred earth, surrounded by a village ravaged by the plague, a deathly silence. Purple mist seeped from her fingertips, wrapping around every inch of the ground like a living thing, slowly drawing away and devouring the raging power of the plague.

"But you were too naive at the time, and clearly couldn't withstand such immense power. Therefore, the surging elements ran rampant within you, giving birth to 'me'."

Her younger self knelt in the center of the scorched earth, her hands firmly pressed against the ground. Purple mist gushed out of her body, tearing at the surroundings like an enraged beast. Her skin began to crack, and dark lines crawled up her neck like vines.

Those originally clear eyes were gradually being occupied by another cold and twisted consciousness.

At this moment, the Holy Lord appeared again and suppressed the runaway power in the girl's body.

"The Holy Lord curbed your 'madness' in time. He knew that you would not be able to digest this power in your current state. Therefore, he took advantage of your coma to quietly remove this power from your body, and at the same time, he also pressed "me" under this mountain."

Suddenly, the purple mist around became thicker again. When Perissa came to her senses again, a figure who looked exactly like her was standing directly in front of her. At this time, the other person's eyes were glowing with a strange purple light, and there was a twisted smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Long time no see, Perissa. Come to think of it, you didn't even have a name back then. It seems that even this name was given to you by the Holy Lord after that." The other party said with a smile.

Perissa said nothing, but just frowned and stared at the other person.

"Are you Mirage?" As soon as she finished speaking, she swung the sickle in her hand.

However, when the blade passed over the opponent's head, the opponent's figure turned into purple mist and dissipated in an instant.

"Don't bother. The me before you is only a fragment of your image. The real me is still waiting for you at the end."

Perissa split the mist again, and the afterimage of the mirage reassembled before her. The afterimage of the mirage gently raised its hand, and the purple mist of the same origin as her was entwined in its fingertips.

"Save your energy. So what if you can kill me? You and I are of the same origin. As long as you exist, I will not die. Or do you want to devour me again and send me into a rampage like you did back then?" The afterimage smiled slightly, and then a new afterimage appeared in the mist, wandering around.

The next second, with the sound of the sickle breaking through the wind, all the afterimages lingering around were scattered.

"This time it's different. Lisa will settle this cause and effect herself!" she said seriously.

"The end? Haha, don't be ridiculous." The afterimage chuckled. "Whether I fuse you or you fuse me, the final outcome will remain unchanged. Because when you and I merge into one, the plague spawned by our power will eventually descend upon this land. In the end, you still can't change the outcome; it will be destruction."

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings shifted once more. Perissa stood on a desolate landscape, the sky obscured by purplish-black clouds, the air thick with the scent of decay. In the distance, a once-thriving town lay in ruins, countless plague-ravaged bodies struggling in agony on the scorched earth. And "she" hovered above, like the grim reaper of death.

Blood, tears, and poisonous mist intertwined. Perissa's scythe suddenly fell to the ground, the sound of metal clashing echoing through the illusion. She knelt on the cracked earth, her fingertips sinking into the scorched earth. This was the future the mirage had shown her, a reappearance of the plague that had struck two hundred years earlier.

"See? This is your future. This is our destiny. As long as you and I exist, we are destined to bring disaster to mankind. This is also our end!" The afterimage appeared in her ears and whispered softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Perissa stretched out her trembling hand and picked up the sickle again.

"No, this is not the ending I want." She pointed her sickle at the afterimage. "As long as we disappear, nothing will happen! That's right, Lisa will not only kill you here, but also end her own fate here!"

Her voice was trembling but firm, but the afterimage smiled.

"Are you serious?" it whispered.

"Of course, Mirage, give me your life!"

Perissa rushed over, wielding her sickle, but the next second, the surrounding mist seemed to be alive, instantly trapping her in a cage. At this moment, what came into view was the other party's ferocious smile.

"I'm sorry, but I won't let you get what you want. After all, I still need to use your body to return to the world."

As the words fell, the other person's figure gradually disappeared in the fog, and in the end only Perissa was left, like a puppet falling into the abyss.

Purple mist entwined her limbs like chains, each strand carrying a chill that gnawed at her bones. She struggled to swing her sickle, but found her spiritual power rapidly being drained away.

"it's useless……"

The sound of the mirage came from all directions, with twisted joy.

"Your power originally came from me. Now, it's time to return it to its rightful owner."

"No, Lisa must not..."

She wanted to use force, but she couldn't use any strength at all in the poisonous fog controlled by the other party.

Gradually, as her perception and senses were gradually stripped away, her consciousness began to blur, and her vision was obscured by a thick purple mist. She even felt that her body was dissolving, as if it was turning into part of the mist.

"In the end, Liza still couldn't resolve this karma...?"

"Perissa!"

"Father...please forgive me..."

"Perissa!!!"

Suddenly a shout tore through the silent void and reached her ears.

Perissa slowly opened her eyes and saw Mo Yan tearing through the fog with his bare hands, forcibly creating a crack in the poisonous fog that was wrapped around her.

"It's you?" She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that the other person stretched out his right hand towards her, and the elemental light on his hand was protecting him from any infection.