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She understood that the Aedrians' belief in death was not because they were fascinated by its sinister and terrifying aspects, but rather because the impulses and desires that accompanied their finite lives drove them to a state of intoxication and madness.
Just like, before she met you, she felt that the world was dead, but after meeting Qiong, Xia Die's dead black and white world became colorful.
She no longer feared death.
So let us embrace death and rebirth together.
Xia Die opened her arms, her consciousness embracing the blurry, trembling light and shadow representing Polycia in the mental space.
In that instant, their consciousnesses seemed to connect.
Scenes from Xia Die's memories flowed like a river into Polysia's sea of consciousness.
The latter's sea of consciousness was in a state of being fully open, albeit in a state of being half-pushed and half-forced.
"Owner."
Jingling transmitted some images to Qiong.
Regarding the spark of death.
"Well done, Jingling. You're in charge here now."
Qiong grinned and pulled out the Black Abyss.
The part symbolizing death in the black abyss and white flower was thrown violently towards the River Styx.
The moment Hei Yuan made his move, a flash of light appeared on Qiong's body.
Super Transformation, Jerry!
Jerry stood on the Black Abyss with his hands behind his back in a horse stance, and used Tao Pai Pai's signature Pillar Flight technique to fly towards the depths of the River Styx.
"Ah Qiong, where are you going?"
Qiong's movements were fluid and seamless, so fast that the girls didn't even have time to react. It wasn't until Qiong was almost out of sight that March 7th shouted in the direction Qiong Jerry had left.
There was no reply, only a small thumbs-up.
When Jerry is in a state of forgetfulness, he doesn't like to talk anymore.
March 7th shook his head helplessly.
I'm not worried about Qiong; that's Jerry, after all!
On March 7th, the gaze shifted to the slowly rotating lotus flower.
The speed of consciousness interaction is greater than the flow of time between Onpharos and the outside world.
Polycia's consciousness is being told, from a first-person perspective, that she desperately wants to know everything.
My sister's life.
Leaving Stikosia, the golden age has crumbled, the old days are gone, even in death, one must seek a place to return to.
As I passed through Eidria, the souls in my palms wailed, yet their cries held no resentment.
Is glory equivalent to death? To find the answer, she sets off once more.
In the endless journey of seeking the meaning of life and death, one walks alone, like a lone butterfly unsure of where to fly.
The journey is long, spanning millennia.
She still doesn't know where she belongs.
Until one day, when she returned to Aidiria, buried in ice and snow, to visit the graves, a brown mouse jumped onto her shoulder.
"Hi~ How are you feeling??"
The words, light and cheerful like leaping musical notes, had a powerful impact on the soul, bringing Polycia back to her senses from her dazed state.
She saw that her sister's black, white, and gray world had been transformed by the first colored pebble.
Then, colors began to emerge wildly.
For the first time, I had companions with whom I could laugh and joke; for the first time, I discovered my hobbies of handicrafts and writing novels.
It was the first time I sat down at a table with others and shared a steaming hot dinner.
My first time attending a banquet, my first time stepping into a bustling market.
The first gift I received that was full of heartfelt sentiment was a chimera doll that Xia Die had wanted for a long time. She hugged it as she drifted off to sleep...
The first time I went fishing with Qiong in the RV, I was taught how to fish step by step.
The first time was on the terrace with Qiong, the cool evening breeze blowing, we stood shoulder to shoulder gazing up at the dazzling starry sky, listening to him tell those nonsensical interstellar jokes.
The first time, on the moonlit terrace, he gently took my hand, and we awkwardly yet sweetly danced together. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
Countless firsts, every heartbeat, every knowing smile, every warm touch—all these are like paintbrushes, adding vibrant and dazzling colors to my sister's originally gray and white world.
The older sister's world became richer and warmer, eventually converging into a colorful fairy tale scroll filled with laughter.
So much so that even Polycia felt a sense of empathy, which brought a happy, warm, and comforting smile to her face.
Knowing that her sister was happy made her content.
However, at a certain moment, even the usually serene and happy Xiaodiebolucia was stunned.
Because, of countless firsts, came the first kiss.
Polycia offers a first-person perspective experience.
Okay, it's just a kiss. I'm a little shy about it, but... but it's acceptable, all for the sake of getting my sister back.
This is a necessary sacrifice.
But then, there was the first passionate kiss, a wet kiss.
Polycia: “!!!”
The ball of soul light began to flicker intensely.
The first close-range contact.
Polycia: "—?!?!"
The ball of soul light froze completely.
And countless times of research for the sequel to "Eternal Love", including the unique play of Xia Die and Qiong.
Polycia: “......”
The ball of soul light began to twitch irregularly, its color shifting wildly between incandescent white and deathly gray.
And the part where Xia Die secretly writes a female-perspective monologue fantasy without Qiong's knowledge is definitely a dark history and an extremely private secret.
Xiaodie... is sweating.
She seemed to have truly embraced death.
Society died.
Extreme social death!
Achieved an accomplishment: Show my younger sister the little yellow book I wrote myself.
Outside, Jerry returned using the same method of flying through the pillars. To Jerry, the underworld was no different from his own backyard.
Compared to when he left, Qiong Jierui had something extra in his arms when he returned.
"It's a death spark!"
Tian recognized him immediately.
It is a teardrop-shaped, blue crystal with shimmering golden runes inside.
Qiong Jie Rui looked at the red-haired goddess girl and sensed Xia Die's state through Jing Ling.
not bad.
He threw the spark directly into the lotus flower, where it landed on Xia Die's chest.
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Bang.
The crimson lotus flower disintegrated into countless sparks as the dead dragon raised its head and roared, drifting onto its outstretched wings.
"Roar~"
The giant dragon was reborn from the ashes; its originally decaying, grayish-white skin turned into a normal, dark grayish-purple, and its wings, which resembled crumpled paper, took on a streamlined shape.
Those withered, bony hands became plump and full of life.
"Done! Mission accomplished!"
Jingling snapped her fingers crisply.
"Oh! He's alive!"
March 7th waved with a grin, dispersing the red jellyfish that had been hovering around as a watchful presence.
"Roar~"
It wasn't a majestic roar; the dead dragon was purring softly.
What is it saying?
Unable to understand the dragon's words, Tian tilted her head.
"You're welcome. If you want to thank someone, thank the host."
Jingling swung her legs merrily, her plump and shapely feet peeking out from under her skirt, looking incredibly delicious.
She couldn't understand dragon language, but she could read mental fluctuations.
Upon hearing this, Polycius looked down at the figure beside Xia Die, who was looking up at him.
The dead dragon's enormous and seemingly ferocious beastly eyes reflected gray hair and golden eyes.
Then, as if she were blushing.
The enormous head suddenly tilted to the side, avoiding eye contact, and a faint gurgling sound, like someone choking, escaped its throat.
The dead dragon's subconscious action made March 7 blink.
Why does it seem like Polyces is somewhat afraid of A-Qiong?
Sigh, I've finally learned everything about my sister.
The problem is that it's experienced from a highly immersive first-person perspective.
While it's impossible to fully empathize, browsing through memories only brings a little bit of the emotions at the time. However, combined with the atmosphere and images in the memory, it's enough to impact the girl's heart.
I witnessed firsthand how Sora gradually filled her sister's gray and drab world with color, and ultimately filled it with happiness...
Should she call him brother-in-law?
Polycia's feelings were complex.
The gratitude was genuine; he had saved his sister's lonely soul after a thousand years.
But that awkwardness and subtle sense of immersion are also real.
She personally experienced those blushing, heart-pounding, intimate moments of blissful interaction!
This made her feel a lingering sense of unease when facing Qiong.
"Why hasn't Xiaodie woken up yet?"
With some concern, Tian hurried over to Xia Die, who was still lying with her eyes closed in the sea of flowers.
"Probably... they've directly activated the Fire Seed Trial."
Qiong's expression held a subtle hint of anticipation, as if she were watching a good show.
Although he didn't participate in the ceremony between Xia Die and Bolysia, Qiong could easily guess what might have happened from Jingling's expression earlier.
As expected, Xia Die embraced death.
Society died.
Not knowing how to face his sister who had just watched his explicit adult film, he simply went into deep refining mode and became an ostrich.
"Roar~"