Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

A weary calm.

“It’s all over, Rosalyn.”

It was almost a sigh.

The wind crushed everything, and the flames were swept into the storm. Dvalin perched high in the sky, its six wings sweeping through the clouds. The winds of the heavens swirled around its body, and it roared, its mournful and angry dragon cry echoing across the empty plains.

The flames... have died out.

Rosalind stood on the scorched earth, the flame in her heart burned out, leaving only ashes.

She looked up and gazed at the storm that was destroying everything.

“Impossible,” she insisted, and the woman repeated, “That’s a lie.”

The wind pressed down, as if the entire sky had collapsed.

The brown clouds were the first to break apart, and the dim sunlight poured in through the gaps in the clouds, only to be shattered by the wind. The wind pressed down on the lady's flames, and the remaining flames slowly went out.

One by one, the fire butterflies died in the wind.

The woman was like a candle flickering in the wind.

Her magic was depleted, her flames exhausted, yet she still gazed at the sky, as if she were the only person left in the world, cold and terrifyingly lonely.

Did Rustam witness such a scene when he died?

He was all alone in the world, with no one to help him, no one to rescue him, and not even his loved ones by his side. He could only die in despair and loneliness.

cold.

She finally understood this loneliness.

Five hundred years ago, the lady could not save him; there was nothing she could do.

Five hundred years later, she will leave in the same way.

The last fire butterfly died; her last bit of magic was exhausted, and she could no longer hold on.

The wind crushed all the barriers.

The wind was blocked.

The woman paused, taken aback.

Something is shimmering.

It warmly provides vitality.

So warm.

That long-lost yet familiar warmth.

It's so warm... I feel like crying.

In her arms.

Qingye Fengyin's heart was light and airy, flowing with the color of roses, and it beat slowly.

It's more like a gem than a heart.

There is no more beautiful gem in the world; it is pure and translucent.

The heart has no consciousness, no memory, and no concept of good or evil; therefore, it has no concept of a path. The heart is the purest thing, representing only the simplest, most sincere, and purest emotions.

And now, Kiyono Fuue's heart, Rustan's heart, that boy's heart, are protecting her.

Even though she killed him.

He was with the lady, Rosalyn, and that young girl in her loneliest moments.

"Feel free to confide in me about any troubles; it is a knight's duty to share a lady's burdens."

"A knight's promise is sacred and inviolable."

The woman stared blankly at the beautiful heart, the translucent heart. When she saw it, her emotions seemed to freeze, and her thoughts seemed to freeze as well.

"...Is that you?"

He kept his promise.

That fool kept his promise until his death.

He accomplished what she could not.

Wendy stopped playing, and the storm subsided.

All the flames went out.

The Stormterror stopped roaring, and the world was at peace.

The wind quickly subsided, and the gloomy clouds dissipated, revealing swathes of light that bathed the scorched earth. The sea shimmered, reflecting the clear blue sky.

The world was completely silent.

Only that heart, beating gently, radiated a warm glow.

Rosalyn gently touched the heart, paused, and whispered, "No, don't."

My heart felt like it had collapsed.

Everything is collapsing.

Her tears had clearly dried up.

Why... am I still crying?

"I'm sorry..." The woman stared at the heart, seemingly unsteady on her feet, swayed, and lowered her head.

"sorry."

Tears.

"I'm sorry," she said in a trembling voice, her glistening tears falling onto his heart. "I'm sorry..."

-

It's a little late.

I feel like I've caught something... I've been coughing all day, my whole body aches, and I can't concentrate on writing...

First, I'd like to apologize...

Oh no, now I'm really a little foreigner.

Wow, anyway, Happy New Year everyone!

Volume 1: Chapter 63 "Kiyono Kazein is Dead"

Rice wife.

The country has been destroyed for hundreds of years and has not returned.

The New Year is almost here, and spring is almost here too.

The crimson early cherry blossoms clustered together, one cluster after another, forming a red cloud like the sunset. Hidden among the flower clouds were the cherry tree branches and Japanese-style houses. Before dawn, the sunset had already appeared.

Dragonfish streamers fluttered in the wind, and the air was filled with the aroma of plum wine, mingled with the fragrance of rice paddies.

Gonta Village.

This small fishing village is called Konta Village.

Centuries have passed, but the cherry blossoms have never changed.

It's disgusting.

Guo Beng frowned slightly.

He was unwilling to set foot on this land again.

However, the dramatic changes in the Inazuma policy have aroused the strong interest of the Fools, or rather, the Winter Queen.

Narukami's seclusion, the complete implementation of the isolationist edict, the passing of the Pillar General, the changing situation in Inazuma, and the restless ambitions of various officials have all led the executives of the Winter Kingdom to develop other ideas about this land.

Evil eye.

It is a twisted creation that gains immense power at the cost of sacrificing lives. The Evil Eye is unstable and has many flaws, so it requires experimentation and more data to support its existence.

The Evil Eye Factory, or rather, the Evil Eye Laboratory.

The Fools want to incite conflict within Inazuma—to start a war—and build an Evil Eye factory in Inazuma, distributing Evil Eyes as weapons to both sides in the war. They want to turn this isolated land into a petri dish.

They even want to seize Narukami's Divine Heart.

Guo Pang had no affection for Inazuma, nor any feelings for Narukami. If he wanted to take the heart of the god, so be it.

Just right.

The boy needs the heart of a god.

He lowered the edge of the city woman's hat, obscuring the doll's delicate face and also blocking out her gloomy, cold gaze.

In order to obtain Narukami's heart, Kunibaku volunteered to take on this mission and became a diplomat sent to Inazuma Castle.

At the same time, he had other purposes in accepting this task.

Evil Eye Factory.

He won't build it.

He did not intend to follow the plans of the Winter Kingdom.

Guo Pang deeply understands the nature and cold will of the foolish executives. If other executives were to come, human experimentation would be inevitable, and Inazuma would be plunged into an even more chaotic situation.

Guo Pang did this not because he loved Inazuma, loved humanity, or was kind or just—on the contrary, he was well aware of his own nature; evil existed within him, and he was a calamity from the moment he was born.

How can a heartless doll love humans?

He just didn't want to disappoint the old man.