Ring of Fate

Chapter 1045 The Same Purpose

The endless darkness around him seemed to be frozen, but the movement of stars made the illusory tunnel seem like liquid blood vessels were flowing, helping Lumian to travel through it without getting lost.

In just a dozen seconds, Lumian arrived at an area where the void was dark and thick, forming a giant eggshell.

As he arrived, the starlight guiding the way ahead condensed into a dreamy door on the eggshell.

As soon as Lumian passed through the door, he saw a familiar figure.

That was himself, him in his male form.

There was a lot of blood on that handsome face, and his blue eyes revealed undisguised resentment and pain.

"Okay, it's different with the help of angels!" Lumian's "man in the mirror" gave a thumbs up, with a sarcastic tone.

"If an angel promises to help but you don't borrow her power, wouldn't you be stupid?" Lumian habitually chuckled.

Lumian's "person in the mirror" stared at his female self for a few seconds before saying:

"What are you here for?"

Lumian replied calmly:

“To reconcile with you.

"If you don't want to, I'll beat you until you are willing, and seduce you until you are willing."

Lumian's "man in the mirror" laughed at himself and said:

"it is good."

“So simple?” Lumian raised his eyebrows, which were much softer than those of the “man in the mirror”.

His "man in the mirror" laughed and said:
"I would rather replace you, but I have to get your consent."

“If there is no other way, it’s not impossible to consider it.” Lumian raised the corners of his mouth, and his face seemed to be reflected by some starlight.

His "person in the mirror" was stunned for a moment and said:

"We are still essentially the same, me now."

"My current self?" On the one hand, Lumian was worried that the self in the mirror had other plans, and on the other hand, he wanted to help Franca, who was about to hold a ceremony, learn more about the "person in the mirror", so he was not in a hurry to step forward and reconcile.

"After taking the 'Witch' potion or above, the stable 'Mirror Man' is born. In essence, the self splits during the promotion process, into the me in the mirror and the me outside the mirror, the me of my original gender and the me of my current gender. When you become the 'Witch of Despair', you also have the gift of fate, which makes the split a little different. The me in the mirror is my original gender and my past self, and the me outside the mirror is my current gender and my present self." Lumian's face in the mirror was slightly distorted. "This is my personal experience and feeling, and it may not be completely correct."

"If we complete the reconciliation, we will form my future self together?" Lumian asked thoughtfully.

“Maybe.” Lumian in the mirror laughed. “Who has experience in this? Come on, don’t waste time.”

Seeing that Lumian was looking at him without saying anything, Lumian in the mirror smacked his lips and said:

"If I replace you, the ritual will inevitably fail because the gender of the soul is different, and I will remain in the 'Desperate Witch' sequence forever, unless I jump to the 'War Bishop'. This is one way, but given the current situation, it will waste too much time.

"Sisters, time waits for no one. Becoming the 'Immortal Witch' is a key step to resurrecting Auror. The sooner you take this step, the better!"

Lumian was silent for a few seconds and said:
"You want to reconcile because resurrecting Aurora is more important?"

"What else? Because you have charisma?" Lumian in the mirror laughed.

He paused, restrained his expression, and said in a deep voice:
"We are the same people. Apart from hating you, cursing you, and wanting to replace you, there is no other difference between you and me.

“And none of that matters.”

"Yeah, none of this matters." Lumian finally smiled and walked towards himself in the mirror.

He stretched out his slender, white, creamy hand.

He also laughed in the mirror:
"Since replacing you is not the most important thing, then between reconciliation, being enslaved, and being obsessed with you, I will definitely choose reconciliation."

As he spoke, he also stretched out his right palm.

Large, powerful, bronze hands.

Two hands of different sizes were clasped together.

Lumian suddenly felt that the mystical connection between the two sides became tangible, as if it had formed a rope, a spider web that wrapped around the two of them.

In his eyes, his face in the mirror suddenly distorted.

The "man in the mirror" cursed loudly:
"You son of a sow! Do you know that every time you use the 'Mirror Double', I will die and then split from you again?

"You piece of shit, let's switch gears and let you experience it, then you'll know how painful it is!
"I'm locked up in this dark place every day, with no one to talk to or communicate with. I've been going crazy for a long time and I'd rather die, but Aurore hasn't resurrected yet!
“Haha, I’m always happy every time you’re in pain, you have those times too!

"Fuck, but I am also in pain when I am happy, because when you are in pain, I will also feel pain. When you are desperate, I will also be desperate!
"Sometimes I think it would be better for me to die a few more times than to let me face all this in your place!
“Little Cabbage, can’t you be a little more fucking happy and enjoy yourself a little more, so as to make me jealous and make me want to replace you so badly?
"..."

Lumian listened to himself cursing in the mirror, without suppressing his inner emotions, as if he were also doing a similar roar and venting.

The two people who were in the handshake state did not move forward, but seemed to be getting closer.

At this moment, Lumian in the mirror stopped cursing.

He looked at Lumian with a serious expression and said in a low voice:

"Aurore must be resurrected."

He paused, then gnashed his teeth and shouted:
"Otherwise, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

"I won't let myself go either," Lumian responded in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his perspective had changed.

He saw his female self with eyes as clear as a plateau lake, a bright and majestic face, and a strange sharpness. He also saw himself with a bloodstained face and an expression that was no longer so distorted.

At this moment, Lumian had an epiphany.

With the help of the "Witch" spider silk, he took out the "Immortal Witch" extraordinary characteristics that looked like a transparent spring from the "Traveler's Bag" with one hand, the different parts of the rotten corpse that replaced the mirror god fragments and the blood of the Gorgon, the water droplets from the drowned person's lungs collected in the past two days, and an antique mirror left over from the early Fifth Epoch.

Guided by the invisible spider silk, first, blood stained with a slight yellowish tinge was poured into a glass, a full 80 milliliters. Then, crystals like springs, objects like glass fragments, black water droplets with pus, and a bronze mirror with damaged decorations on all sides were placed into the glass of blood one after another.

In an instant, the glass turned grayish white, and all the objects inside quickly blended together and gradually became illusory.

Soon, a cup of grayish-white liquid that clearly reflected the surrounding mirror world appeared in Lumian's eyes.

The magic potion of immortality!
Lumian, who had two perspectives at the same time, raised his left hand, brought the transparent gray-white cup to his lips, and drank the potion inside.

He first tasted a mixture of earth and stone, and then his senses were numbed.

Wherever the potion passed, his tongue, mouth, esophagus, and stomach all lost feeling and turned grayish white.

The grayness was still seeping into his soul.

At this moment, Lumian felt his soul floating in the air and came to his own side in the mirror. He watched his witch body petrify inch by inch, as if it was about to turn into a statue.

The person in the mirror also underwent corresponding changes, but he was much slower.

Lumian's spirit fell quickly, using his mirror self to maintain his consciousness and not be completely petrified.

He suddenly understood why the ritual of the "Immortal Witch" was to enslave the man in the mirror, or make him obsessed with himself, or reconcile with him. Because if he didn't do this, after taking the potion, his body would be petrified, and when his soul wandered towards his mirror self, he would encounter strong resistance from the "man in the mirror", and his own strength would be quite limited at this time, and the situation would be very critical.

When the "man in the mirror" was also severely petrified, Lumian's spirit floated up again and returned to his body.

At this point, his body had adapted to the potion, and as his consciousness returned, his petrified state gradually faded away.

Then, he saw himself in the mirror changing, turning into a female. Not far away, one after another of himself emerged in the darkness. There was him when he had just become the "Witch of Despair", when he was still an "arsonist", when he had just arrived in Koldu Village, when he was still wandering, and when he was a child...

Every time you look in the mirror, certain traces will be left in the mirror world, and now they are all revealed!

“You can choose one of your selves and stay in the state you are in at that time…

"This is the secret of the 'Immortal Witch' being able to restore youth...

“No matter which state you choose, you will eventually become feminine…

“I in the mirror turned into a woman…Is it because I chose reconciliation instead of slavery or letting him be obsessed?
"It can still be like this..."

Lumian, who was still gradually recovering from his petrified state, saw that his self in the mirror was becoming more and more beautiful, and more and more like himself, but with a hint of Auror's temperament.

Just as he was feeling happy, a scene suddenly appeared before his eyes:
In the endless darkness, an unclear figure suddenly turned towards this side.

In just a blink of an eye, the figure arrived at the edge of the darkness and looked down at Lumian quietly.

This was very similar to the gaze of the “Original Witch” when Lumian was promoted to the “Witch of Despair”, but there was also a little difference.

Being stared at like this, Lumian instantly lost most of his consciousness, with only a vague sense left, trying hard not to sink.

After a short while, he opened his eyes and found himself wrapped in layers of gray-white spider webs, like the prey stored by the spider, or like a newborn baby in an egg.

The next second, the spider web collapsed silently and fell to the ground. The ordinary clothes on Lumian's body became extremely fragile due to the previous petrification and current recovery, and soon turned into powder and floated away, revealing his shiny and delicate white skin.

Lumian took some clothes from his "traveler's bag" and looked around.

He then saw his self in the witch state in the mirror.

He smiled, and the "man in the mirror" also smiled.

They are no longer separate. Lumian is both the me outside the mirror and the me in the mirror, both the me in the past and the me in the present.

This is the "Immortal Witch".

(End of this chapter)