Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Where are you?

Sylvia screamed and used her powers to sense the fate of this world—but all she saw was the unknown, darkness, and chaos.

They're gone, never to be found again.

A profound despair gripped Sylvia's heart, but she refused to believe it. She struggled relentlessly in the abyss, searching for any trace of her companions, and prayed countless times to the Amber God in her heart.

However, all that answered her was emptiness.

And so, an unknown amount of time passed.

Gradually, she could no longer walk; gradually, she stopped shouting...

She didn't know how long she had been separated from Freya and the others. Perhaps only a day had passed, or perhaps ten thousand years had passed... So long that she began to hallucinate in her hazy state, as if she had originally been born from this chaos, and her previous life was just a dream. Now she had just woken up from the dream and should return to the chaos.

Humanity is frantically declining, while divinity is quietly rising.

Sylvia realized something was wrong with her condition and immediately used her powers to control herself, commanding her humanity to stop diminishing.

The destiny of order is enough to govern the fate of all things in the world, but it cannot make the free mind fall to the ground.

Sylvia's mind began to race uncontrollably, her thoughts drifting between human and divine realms in a state of endless chaos.

Even though she had become a god, even though she possessed power enough to destroy the world... at this moment, she felt as if she had returned to the day she was kidnapped by the Primordial God's sect, back to that small mountain village on that rainy night, back to the burning campfire, and back to that dilapidated prison cart.

Once again, she transformed back into that most powerless noblewoman, that clueless little girl.

"Freya, Himegami, Cuckoo, Father..."

“Mr. Mambo…”

"Anyone, please save me..."

In the endless abyss, Sylvia curled herself up into a ball, constantly murmuring softly.

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First Encounter

"I am Hakimi Mambo, a god-like being. I come from a world called Teyvat..."

"I don't care where you're from or how you found me, just get out of here! Getting involved with me won't be a good thing for you!"

"I regret to inform you that it is not possible."

Cheng Cheng raised her delicate hands and pinched her chubby cheeks hard, then started making faces at the mirror: "Don't you understand the situation? I can control your body at will, and do whatever I want, while you can't do anything!"

"Waaaaah..."

Our first meeting wasn't so pleasant. If we could meet again, I hope it would be... more elegant.

First Kiss

Would Mom do that?

Freya blushed under the moonlight, her light blue eyes reflecting his face, shy yet stubborn.

Facing Freya's desperate attack, Cheng Cheng nodded vigorously:

"meeting."

"what?"

“Isn’t kissing normal?” Cheng Cheng tilted his head and grinned mischievously. “It’s not strange that no one sticks out their tongue… so we’ll have to do it a few more times.”

"Hey, could it be that you..."

Freya wanted to say something, but Cheng Cheng had already reached out and pulled her close, his small body pressed against hers, and he lowered his head to kiss Fang Ze.

"Wait! I just wanted to wake you up, don't overthink it, hey..."

Our first kiss was romantic enough for me, but if possible, next time, I hope it can last longer.

Reunion

"Freya, do you like this body?"

"Yes, I like it!"

After a long while, Freya opened her mouth, wiped her lips, buried her head in Cheng Cheng's chest, and murmured, "I missed you so much..."

"Me too……"

Cheng Cheng stroked Freya's silky back, inhaling the faint scent of the girl's hair, and felt a surge of excitement in his heart, his hands becoming increasingly restless...

"and many more!"

Freya grabbed Cheng Cheng's hand and looked up: "This kind of thing... I want to do it after we're married, is that okay?"

"Why? Didn't you already agree..."

“I have to hold on to this the whole time… If I get too excited and let go, it’ll be all over, so… at least before the wedding, I have to complete the ‘Hanged Man’ ceremony.”

"……All right."

"When do you think would be a good time for us to get married?"

Our reunion was interrupted by Sylvia, so it wasn't perfect at all, and our dream wedding never happened... My biggest regret is that I rejected you back then.

If we could meet again, I would definitely stay with you until the end of time.

"Confession"

"I love every single one of you, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes! I love the most dazzling diamond in Silvershine City, my dear young lady Sylvia, and I also love the wandering princess, my dear Queen Freya... I love everything about you the most!"

"I'm so sorry, Sylvia, Freya, I really can't choose between you! I love each and every one of you... So, please marry me!"

"You wish!" ×2

—This kind of confession is really annoying. Next time we meet, I will make you say "I will always love Freya" to me, a thousand times!

"fairy tale"

"Evil dragon, evil dragon, didn't you come to take me away?"

The little princess was blown back two steps by the wind stirred up by the tail, almost falling off the windowsill. But she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she moved forward and sat on the edge of the balcony, her two cute little feet swinging back and forth as she opened her arms to Cheng Cheng.

"It's very impolite to call a strange dragon an evil dragon."

Freya was so excited she almost jumped off the windowsill. She looked up at him, her blue eyes full of expectation: "You're here to catch me, aren't you?"

"Correct."

"Let's hurry up and go! While Dad's still bullying Mom!"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Why be afraid?

Freya tilted her head, her eyes looking at him intently: "Because you look at me with such gentle eyes—uh, why are you staring at my feet?"

—There may have been a fairytale beginning between us, but unfortunately, there wasn't a fairytale ending...

In that witch's trial, you willingly allowed yourself to be killed by Sylvia, and I waited for you for fifty years.

After leaving the trial, you promised me you would never leave me again.

But why, this time, do you have to leave me again?

Liar, big liar.

But it's okay, I'm not angry with you.

Because I will continue to wait.

Whether it's fifty years, five hundred years, or fifty thousand years, I will wait forever...

Until the day I can see you again.

-

In the endless abyss, in the long and indefinite prison, under the erosion of primordial chaos.

Within the divine kingdom of Sudarshana.

Freya chose to remember everything about that person and used her essence to bestow upon her the gift of heaven.

She recorded every moment that intertwined with Cheng Cheng's life, and carefully reviewed them over a long period of time—Freya saw how they met, how they got to know each other, how they fell in love, and how... they were separated time and time again under the arrangement of fate.

As memories of the past are constantly washed away, divinity gradually fades away.

again and again.

Each time Freya felt her divinity growing, and the chaos eroding her, she would unhesitatingly lock herself in her divine realm, close her eyes, and relive, over and over again, every memory she shared with Cheng Cheng, every moment they spent together—

Each time I relive those memories, my once despairing and lifeless heart is quickly revived, but this feeling doesn't last long before it's once again consumed by chaos.

Fortunately, memories don't disappear with repeated recollections; they only become more beautiful.

She remembered every word Cheng Cheng said, every smile, and every moment of genuine happiness she felt at that time; at the same time, she also thought of her mother, Sylvia, Li Xianyu, Mr. Paul, the days she spent adventuring in the dungeon with her companions, and the carefree time at 13 Mink Street.

"I can keep going! I can do it!!!"

Once again recalling her life experiences, Freya stood up and looked out into the endless abyss.

When "understanding" is reversed from "forgetting" to "remembering," she can maintain her humanity almost perfectly through her powers, but others may not be able to do so.

Sylvia, Li Xianyu, Cuckoo, Hime Mikami...

I will definitely find you!

So she set off, continuing her search in the unknown abyss.

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What things rise and fall in succession?

What extinguishes love and hate?

What determines authenticity?

This is the riddle that Bugu heard seven hundred years ago when he quietly killed the "Moon" demon "Mother Tree of Desire" in the underground city and seized the fire.

Throughout her long life, she gave her own answer—