Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

...

On the third day after Su Qing'an died.

[Ding Feng Bo] was sent back to that misty, rainy town in Jiangnan by the immortals.

The old man stared at the brand-new yet completely different blade and fell silent.

As an elderly man burying his young son, he recalled the light in his eyes when he was a young man who had mastered martial arts, and a smile appeared on his lips.

...Perhaps, one person's death can really change many people.

That day, Chen Junxuan entered the still water.

But at the same time, it shattered the sword's heart.

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Otto didn't actually dislike Su Qing'an.

Such an ending always left him with a strange feeling.

Karen Kaslana.

The man whispered the name of his beloved, gazing at the huge billboard outside the window. Suddenly, he remembered the conversation he had with the boy that day.

He had already prepared the wedding photos, it's just a pity...

There's no need to release it.

Even if the news spreads throughout the world, what use is it if that person's soul has already perished?

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Before Fu Hua left, Theresa handed her a photograph.

That was a scene of the two walking together on the Walking Marriage Bridge.

The immortal did not speak, but the corners of his lips softened slightly.

Rita had intended to relay Su Qing'an's last words, but Fu Hua seemed to have known everything beforehand and said something.

That sentence was very short, just one word.

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Theresa's office was filled with Houmu dolls and local specialties given to her by Su Qing'an. Her gaze would occasionally drift into the distance, as if she were tracing something back.

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This wasn't the first time Nishikujo Sara had experienced something like this, but she still couldn't get used to it. The woman smoked a Marlboro cigarette and looked out the window at the shimmering sea.

I don't know why, but this time I really want to smoke a stronger cigarette.

Perhaps that child is more unforgettable than others.

But in the end, she stubbed out the cigarette, and the few remaining embers quietly died out.

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The sea breeze still blows over St. Freya Academy, having heard countless stories of the past.

Concluding remarks.

After many experiences, Volume Two has finally come to an end.

This is my first novel. To be honest, I didn't have an outline the whole time. All I had in my mind was the idea of ​​having a reasonable romance with Fu Hua, and the rest was just the approximate ways Xiao Su would die each time.

Back in July, I decided on the ending of the story, which included the death of the protagonist and the plot where the gods would show Xiao Su the future. As for the results... I can only say that I tried my best. During the final part of the story, I basically wrote from midnight to six or seven in the morning, and I was in a state of burning out every day.

I tried my best to give each character some screen time, because some people might not be able to appear again after this, which is not only a farewell for Xiao Su, but also for me.

Yuno Sato remains one of my favorite characters. Perhaps it's because this character is almost entirely original, which makes the stories and emotions woven into her story even more touching.

The existence of Kyo-Yuzen might be considered the best farewell.

Also, regarding the word Fu Hua said, it was actually "good".

In fact, many of their conversations involved this word.

Also... the original plot was that Himeko would wake up the moment she killed Su Qing'an, but in order to make the ending a little gentler, she wasn't woken up.

I am so gentle.

This volume is so long, 480,000 words, it feels like a lot of writing.

I dare say there's no plot in it that can be completely ignored or omitted. So if you say I'm padding the story, I'll probably get angry. Because some people might have noticed that I'm a bit of a literary type. At least every chapter I write is infused with my own emotions. So if it's rejected, it feels like a double rejection. In a sense, this has also tormented me a lot because of those who skipped the subscription.

I've tried my best. For a lazy person like me, it's incredible that I've been able to write this far, especially when there were two hundred new subscribers and almost no posts. I actually thought about giving up. What kept me going was... Xiao Su and Fu Hua.

But I did consider ending it right with this storyline, but the ending was too awful, so I decided against it.

I'll try a little harder...

My body has been protesting against my sleep schedule lately.

If I were to suddenly die one day, that would be the end of the story.

Let me give you a preview of the next volume. It's probably a story about a romance between Fu Hua and someone in a pre-civilization era.

Hmm... I haven't thought about the plot at all. Right now, all I can think about is this line and how he dies. So, I'll prioritize quality over the quantity of updates. Since the results are already like this, I'll just continue to do what I like.

But perhaps... only in this way could it be written like this.

That's enough to satisfy myself, at least.

Finally, I have to complain that Fu Hua is too difficult to write.

But even now, I can still proudly say that, in terms of the level of character portrayal alone, I have never seen anyone surpass my work. If there is, please tell me the name of that book; I'm currently experiencing a reading slump.

Tsk, this confidence comes entirely from the love of a die-hard fan.

After all, there are very few novels on Shuke that feature a male protagonist who is a deity.

That's all I have to say. If you love me, just send me money! (Smug)

Like a moth drawn to a flame, it burns everything to ashes.

1. He will have nothing.

Atropos said:

[Gamer, have you found your answer?]

My... answer.

Su Qing'an was confused.

A boy should cry, but he should also laugh.

If he had a physical body, he would probably be in tears right now.

It turns out that... all the stubbornness he thought he had was actually melted into something softer.

From being all alone to being cherished and cared for by many people.

They would feel sad for him, grieve for him, and shed tears for him.

But it is precisely because of this that Su Qing'an hesitates, feels sorrow, and suffers torment.

Resurrection means restarting.

And what restarting means... the boy knew all too well.

He will lose everything again.

The second encounter with Kiana in the coffee shop; the sage who broke Ganesha's fangs; the warmth in my heart when the red-haired woman embraced me after my first injury; the names and photos that appeared on the billboard; the swaying shadows of lanterns under the temple fair, the two figures torn apart by the shimmering lake surface...

And there are so many more...

There's the image of the immortal earnestly teaching him martial arts with a slight smile on his lips; there's the kind and expectant gaze of the old man; there's the scene of Kiana pulling him to play games, Bronya tugging at his clothes, and Mei smiling beside him.

There's the image of the purple-haired girl sipping black coffee, her expression softening; and Himeko drinking and clinging to him, talking nonsense like a fool...

Wow, so many!

Why so many?

Just a casual recollection was enough to overwhelm Su Qing'an with a flood of images in her mind.

If you restart.

All of this will never have existed; they will only become an attic in the boy's memory that will never be filled again.

Reluctant.

That was his first reaction.

If everything is to be forgotten, I might as well be dead.

When it came to making a real choice, or rather, when the gods granted him the right to choose, the pain Su Qing'an was experiencing at that moment surpassed all the hardships he had endured so far.

It was like the simple suffering of having your heart ripped out, and the mad determination to personally cut open your chest with a sword and remove your heart.

There is a huge difference between these.

The gods did it on purpose.

Whether it's a gift or giving him so-called choice.

His reason for doing this was to address the predicament that Su Qing'an was currently facing.

Only those players with enough willpower to cross this threshold are qualified to be the ones He notices.

reboot.