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전지적 독자 시점
Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint
BY 싱숑

• KIM DOKJA

• HAN SOOYOUNG

• YOO JOONGHYUK

• SHIN YOOSUNG

• LEE GILYOUNG

• LEE JIHYE

• JUNG HEEWON

• LEE HYUNSUNG

• YOO SANGAH

• LEE SEOLHWA

• BIHYUNG

• HADES

• PERSEPHONE

• GONG PILDU

• ANNA CROFT

• JANG HAYOUNG

• OLDEST DREAM

• SUN WUKONG

• URIEL

• ABFD

• KIM NAMWOON

• SECRETIVE PLOTTER

• 999TH TURN

• YOOHANKIM

• JHW/LHS

• JOONGDOK

• YOOHAN

• DOKSOO

• YOOCROFT

• DOKSANG

• SEOLHYUK

• HEEWON & DOKJA

• KIMCOM

• MISCELLANEOUS

KIM DOKJA QUOTES

“I'm not a main character. Rather, I always envy the main character.”“I wish to see the novel's epilogue.”“Whenever I looked at this guy's face, I felt the '17 year old Kim Dokja' inside me shrink back.
Poor thing. From now on, I would get revenge for 'him'.”“I was a 'reader'.
[Way of the Wind Lv. 8 has been activated.]
And this was the way I fought.”“My forehead was cold and sleet was falling from the misty sky. There was no snow or rain. The cold sensation relieved the people. It was funny. Humans felt most alive when they confirmed the death of another.”“I didn't have anything else to say apart from the novel."
"How can that be?"
"The novel was all I had.”“An image of the past came to mind before disappearing. If there hadn't been Ways of Survival or the author who wrote the story, perhaps I wouldn't be in this world right now. This story was the only comfort to the Kim Dokja who didn't have a mother or a father.”“–Then he isn't a bad person?
–No, every human is a disaster for each other.”“Thus, they waited this time. He would rise again as usual and give the party members his distinctive smile. He would tell some timid jokes.”“Incarnation Kim Dokja will be killed by the person he loves most.”“I felt bad but somehow, I also wanted to ask this. I tried to recall the faces of every person. There was some affection but there was no one I 'loved'. Indeed, 'love' was the word that was furthest from my life.”“I remembered the moment I read a novel for the first time.
The texture of the soft paper touching my fingertips. The black letters blooming on a white field. The texture of the page I folded with my hands.
「 It isn't important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」
My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn't just a saying.
The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow.
In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again.
I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world.
The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence 'They lived happily ever after' and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn't stand the loneliness.
「 This… is the end? 」
Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.
My mother said, 「This is the end. 」
「There isn't anything that comes next? 」
「There is no 'next'. 」”“The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn't over. The story wouldn't end unless the reader gave up on the story.”“I had a really hard time. Whenever I went to school, walked on the streets or met someone, it seemed like everyone was talking about me. It was the same when I moved schools. Every time, I was the son of a murderer.”“Why didn't you run away with me? Why did you leave the child alone? Why didn't you come see me after you were released?”“The ending of this story is important to me. It was this world that kept me alive while you were gone." It was thanks to the novel that I could survive the last few years without my mother and father. "You can never understand.”Han Sooyoung looked like she had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer. "You told others about the story? Why?"
"I needed something to tell her when I met her." I gave her a moment before continuing. "Because I had nothing else to say to her.”The 28 year old Kim Dokja might be able to help the 17 year old Kim Dokja escape from the nightmare for a short time.
"Keok! Cough! S-Stop… stop…"
Just like 'Yoo Joonghyuk' was to me in those days.

“There was no analogy for it. The Fourth Wall was like a wet puppy, an abandoned child, a teenager who didn't listen etc.
The Fourth Wall… The Fourth Wall was like me.”“I smiled at Jung Heewon's scolding. I felt pained and sad at the people who followed me well all the way here. I felt like my heart had grown since I talked with the Fourth Wall.
It might be because I was more prepared for this scenario. I was now afraid to lose them.”“Helping someone who didn't want help could be a curse. However, some people couldn't ask for help despite needing help. It was because they had never asked for it before.”“There were numerous memories in my head. I overcame all the tragedies in my life with a single story. It was the story of a person who never gave up, no matter what. That story made me. I could survive to reach here.”“The stars in the night sky went out one by one and Incarnation Kim Dokja's story finally ended.”“I had to endure this. Endure it now so I could smile and meet them again.”“I was watching the fall of a world like I was turning pages.”“I ran towards Surya. In the trail of my run was the countless hours I spent alone reading. It was an ordinary life. I sat alone in a dark room and read Ways of Survival. On the bus after my part time job was over, in the army, in the classroom, on the subway home from work…
「 At the same time, it is the story of Dokja. 」
I lived in that world alone. I entered the mind of countless characters and became different beings again and again.
[Only this story…]
Therefore, I was a regressor who had never regressed.
[The exclusive skill 'Way of the Wind Lv. 11 (+1) is activated!]
A returnee who had never returned.
[The number three bookmark has been activated.]
[The exclusive skill 'Beast King's Sensitivity Lv. 10 (+1)' has been activated.]
Maybe I was a reincarnator.”“「 I want to see the ending with you. 」”I saw the party members screaming in despair.
[ Why are you trying to save them? You can see the ending even if you live alone. ]
"The ending is only meaningful if they are there."“I missed them. I really missed them. I wanted to say this. The pure white sand sparkled and I knew I had to run away, but I couldn't move my feet.
[The constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is looking at his companions.]”“I just want to see the end with my colleagues. Together without losing anyone.”“It was a dependable tone. I really wanted a father like this.”“I quietly turned on the smartphone and opened the file of Ways of Survival. It was because of this novel that I hurt the group members but it was also because of the novel that I could see them.”“Human Kim Dokja. This was the first time I received such attention in my almost 30 years of living. I… was talented?”“I've imagined the final goal where every one of us would be there together. I truly believed that such a story was definitely achievable.”“Tell me that I did good until now – whether I made the wrong choices or not, whether I would get to see the desired conclusion when I reach the end of this story or not.”“Rather than a verbal answer, the 'Secretive Plotter' lightly tapped the unconscious Kim Dokja. That caused Stories to tumble out of him like the tears of a child trying and failing to hold himself back.”“While reading Yoo Joonghyuk's 'Story', he survived a common and unremarkable life.”“In a way, they were like my family. If Yoo Joonghyuk was my parent, then Lee Hyunsung was my hyung, Jihye was my older sister, and Yoosung was my friend.”“Tears almost broke out from my eyes after being subjected to all this friendly treatment. It would've hardly been enough for me to console the kids first, yet they were worried about me, instead?”“I want to buy a really big house and live together with everyone.”

“I would never sacrifice myself ever again. I'd not leave my companions behind. Just like how Yoo Joonghyuk didn't want to give up on this life, I shall not give up even until the end.”“I, someone of no redeeming quality, could be loved by the others.”“…At least I didn't lie to them." I looked up at the sky and carried on. "A part of me definitely exited the train with them, didn't it.”
“…This is the right way."
I felt around the lost portion of my memories, now faint, and staggered unsteadily.
My 'other me' would continue to live on, oblivious that he was an avatar. He'd live in a huge house with the other companions.
He'd go to the ocean with Gilyoung-ie, and eat pizzas with Yoosung-ie. He'd get to see Lee Jihye admitted to a university, and then, he'd hand over the congratulatory bouquet of flowers to Lee Hyunsung and Jung Heewon.
He'd go around house hunting with Yoo Sangah, and search for tls123 with Yoo Joonghyuk.
And then, he'd get to read the novel Han Sooyoung wrote.
That would be my salvation.
From the beginning till the end, I was always the one being saved.
So, this was my small bit of atonement for their sakes.“The ones I wanted to see were no longer reflected on the glass. The planet Earth I used to live had grown distant beyond my reach.”“[Your ■■ is 'Eternity'.]”“That number was the proof – and the lie – that I remembered my companions far better than my Avatar.”“Kim Dokja's salvation was cruel. Like rescuing a drowning person with a blade, those saved by him were inflicted an unhealable wound.”“I choose you.” Shin Yoosung’s eyes shook at my words. “I chose you instead of Seoul and I don’t regret it.”“Every story has value. It is a story that is interesting to some people and salvation for others.”“⸢Y ou wi ll re gret th is you wo n t ev er me et th em ag ain⸥
I smiled without a sound.
"But, I can still see them, right?"
“Just like how it used to be, a really long time ago.
And so, this story would continue on in that manner.
"…That's enough for me right now."
I stared at the back of the subway disappearing into the darkness. Now, the figures of my companions couldn't be seen all that well.
⸢And everyone lived happily ever after.⸥
I always hated that phrase.
However, the current me dearly wished for that phrase to become true.
[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation' has reached his ■■.]
[You have become the 'Oldest Dream'.]
The disappearing lights in the distance resembled the Constellations that still remembered me.
And with that, my endless voyage got underway.
[Your ■■ is 'Eternity'.]”“[Oh you foolish star, did you honestly believe you can fight against us all?]”“⸢For sure, Kim Dokja would've said something like "Yoosung-ah, listen. There's no 'weight' to sadness."⸥
Shin Yoosung didn't agree with those words.
Sadness did indeed have 'weight'.
The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight.
In the end, to every human being, the most precious thing was themselves.
And Kim Dokja risked everything of his, always.”“It was strange. A novel that hadn't been helpful for 28 years was now making me extraordinary.”“I memorized the loneliness I felt in that moment. This feeling of being cast away all alone in this universe. The feeling of becoming a monster that no one could understand for all eternity."I said, "There is no plan. We are beginners. It might sound cruel but honestly, I don't expect you to survive."
"T-That…"
"Still, all of you survive. Please.”“From the end of my childhood all the way to adulthood—a long journey spanning over ten years. I felt a mixture of desolation that a world was coming to an end along with a sense of fulfillment from finally being able to reach the conclusion of that world. I opened the comment box for the last chapter and re-wrote a sentence several times.”

HAN SOOYOUNG QUOTES

“Even then Han Sooyoung wanted to tell him. To tell him that he was definitely not at fault for this story being born. And to tell him that the things he was about to experience were not his sins. Because her past 13 years existed solely to say those words to him.”“[This is a story for you who no longer has anything to read at the end of the world.]”The man, who didn't remember her.
“—!!”
Her voice didn't want to come out. She couldn't tell whether it was because she was choking up, or the control of her body was slipping away from her.
Han Sooyoung staggered and walked closer to Kim Dokja. Several passersby brushing past her looked back in suspicion.
Kim Dokja was now walking down the subway's steps.
Kim Dokja, with earphones stuck in his ears and reading something on his phone while walking downstairs.
She knew what he was currently reading.
“—!!”
She barely managed to shout, but her voice still didn't come out. So, she desperately chased after
him.
- Because of the story you wrote, author-nim, I was able to survive until now.
Han Sooyoung was also able to survive while reading the sole reader's words.
She managed to write the next part of Yoo Joonghyuk's life through them.
She was able to endure her boring and stuffy teen years, the days she never wanted to go back to, thanks to those words.
- This train is bound for..
She spotted Kim Dokja standing on the platform, waiting for the next train to arrive. A person hiding within the small world crafted out of letters to protect himself was standing right there.
Kim Dokja, who didn't know anything about the apocalypse about to happen.
Kim Dokja, who'd get to live on the expansive world of the 'Ways of Survival'.
Kim Dokja, who'd get to meet the protagonist he so longed to become.
Kim Dokja, who'd become the 'Demon King of Salvation'.
Kim Dokja, who'd sacrifice himself multiple times for the sake of his companions, and as a result, came to the 1863rd turn and met her.
Kim Dokja, who was destined to become the 'Oldest Dream', the price he paid for loving a certain story too much.
[Your mental state is crumbling!]
[The main body's ego is regaining its control.]
[Your Story is being extinguished.]
Her legs grew heavy, and her arms didn't want to move anymore. Her body was gradually becoming not hers.
Even then, Han Sooyoung wanted to tell him.
[To tell him that he was definitely not at fault for this story being born. And to tell him that the things he was about to experience were not his sins.]
Because her past 13 years existed solely to say those words to him.
[To say that, though you have grown up while reading this story, there's no need for you to become it.]
She barely managed to reach out, the tips of her hand touching Kim Dokja's shoulder.
[Your ego will convert into the 'subconsciousness'.]
Kim Dokja felt that sensation of touch on his shoulder and looked behind him.
However, the incoming waves of commuters heading to work swept him up, and he got pushed into the subway, instead.
And after the crowd had left, only Han Sooyoung and her dazed expression remained on the empty subway platform.
"...What the hell? Why the hell am I standing here??”“Do you think that fool has become happier now?” The moment she heard him, Han Sooyoung felt that something had finally come to an end.Han Sooyoung stood up straight in front of Kim Dokja. Quite unlike her usual self, she thought she might start crying now. Her vision blurred and couldn't see his face properly.
"You did well."
And Kim Dokja was standing there.“If you regained just a little of your memories and remember us just one more time...
...Then I'll keep writing the epilogue for you until the end of the time, for eternity.”“Ultimately, every human is their own writer."

YOO JOONGHYUK QUOTES

“Yoo Jonghyuk closed his eyes with disappointment. He would go on his own again, without any companions. It wasn't a big deal—he had been alone all this time.”“This regression might be better than any other round of life that he had lived.”“What if Yoo Joonghyuk went back and there was no Kim Dokja? Or what if Kim Dokja didn't act like this again?
Yoo Joonghyuk was afraid of something for the first time.”“He stepped towards a scenario without Kim Dokja.”“His heart throbbed as old memories poured out like a waterfall and knocked on his heart. He couldn't hear the indirect messages but he felt Kim Dokja looking this way.
'Companion'.
Yoo Joonghyuk had long forgotten what it felt like to believe in someone.”“[Incarnation 'Yoo Joonghyuk' is resisting his sponsor.]
[All of the stories of incarnation 'Yoo Joonghyuk' is resisting death.]
This was something I had never seen in any round.
[The incarnation 'Yoo Joonghyuk' has refused to regress.]”“There was the strongest and loneliest man in the world.”“And, after witnessing his companions die over and over again…
After losing the person he loved so much…
…He finally realized that he was destined to experience the same pain many more times in the future. As the price for possessing more information than anyone else, he had to lose his precious companions many more times.”“Just how many more lives like this one am I supposed to go through?
He realized that, if he were to get to the end of all the scenarios, he needed to kill off his emotions, that he must not live his life.
And so, he decided to become not 'Yoo Joonghyuk', but the 'Regressor', instead.”“Out of the 1863 regression turns, was there any turn where he got to be happy, at least once?”“– Isn't it okay for him to be happy?”“His birthday that no one celebrated or congratulated him for. All those anniversaries that lost their meanings as he went through 1864 lifetimes.”“Within the rays of light, I saw Yoo Joonghyuk’s faint smile. He looked liberated.”"His story came to an end when the lone reader went away."“You won't be saved, even if you save the world. The moment you save the world, the worlds you have forsaken will come to you. Despite saving one world, all the other worlds you abandoned will drag you to hell.”“The regressor Yoo Joonghyuk was free. But as he stood before the hard-earned freedom, he couldn't figure out what exactly he had finally earned.”“What was 'happiness'? That term felt so very alien to Yoo Joonghyuk. He thought he might have felt such an emotion from somewhere within the memories of the 0th turn that he managed to steal a glance earlier. However, that was no longer his life.”"A man who regressed 999 times can grow tired by the 1000th. said Yoo Joonghyuk in a voice so honest that even I was left stunned.
"Even if one endured 1000 lifetimes, one can still give up during the 1001st."
The voice was so thick with boundless fatigue that even I became dazed by it.
"He would not give up. Indeed. However, if that's everything you remember about "Yo Joonghyuk', then..
I needed to say something. I need to tell him that he must not say these things. But I couldn't.
"..Then. that Yoo Joonghyuk is dead."
That was his heart laid bare. A man who lived 1864 lifetimes, a man who had never truly expressed himself, had finally bared his soul.“It was one of the reasons why Yoo Joonghyuk rarely formed bonds. He didn't want to share that despair. This was the most poisonous emotion for a regressor.”“「I am the only living thing in this world. 」
A lonely voice.”“It didn't matter whether the Breaking the Sky Sword Saint heard his story or not. All that mattered was that Yoo Joonghyuk was able to share a story he'd been holding in for so long, and that there was someone there to listen to it.”"Eat up. This is my favorite food."
Steam billowed up from the swaying sack.
Yoo Joonghyuk's expression twisted into a grimace.
"I don't eat things that others make.
"I bought it especially for you. Eat."
"I don't want to.
"Let's see. Today is..”
Between the radiantly shining summer stars, the Breaking the Sky Sword Saint drew an eight
and a three with her sword.
"From now on, today is your birthday, my disciple."“「 I am alone. 」
It was as if I was Yoo Joonghyuk or even lived Yoo Joonghyuk's life. My chest was tight.
"Alone?"
「 I… 」
"What did I come here for if you are alone?"
「 I… 」”“In fact, sunfish were very durable creatures. They died because they were vulnerable to stress, not because they were weak.
Just like this guy in front of me.”As soon as the skill was activated, Yoo Joonghyuk's thoughts entered my mind.
「 It is painful. 」
「 Several more times in the future. 」
「 Do I need to repeat this? 」“I shook my head. It wasn't necessarily impossible when I thought about it. Yoo Joonghyuk had lost Lee Seolhwa in the second regression. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Yoo Joonghyuk was arguably the world's greatest authority when it came to losing a loved one.”“ After Lee Seolhwa's death, Yoo Joonghyuk thought he should die many times. He could never win against them with talent and skills alone. The end of the scenario wasn't visible and the power of the constellations was unbelievably strong. Revenge for Lee Jihye and Lee Seolhwa couldn't be achieved. Yoo Joonghyuk thought in the midst of his despair. ”“Think about it. You weren't always unhappy. Right? In all the rounds, there were moments when you were happy."
Yoo Joonghyuk's expression was becoming stiffer.
"The 173rd round. You protected Earth for quite some time. You also saw Lee Jihye receiving her high school diploma and Lee Seolhwa smiling at someone's child.”
「 In the 67th scenario, Lee Seolhwa was killed. 」
He lost, lost and lost more people.
「 Lee Jihye died in the 78th scenario. 」
The Yoo Joonghyuk of this round was completely alone. In fact, it wasn't only this round. In all of Yoo Joonghyuk's rounds, he had to leave alone. It was the same life even until the end.”“A regressor actually does not regress. What actually regresses isn’t him, but everything else excluding him.”“I am Yoo Jonghyuk.”
The coldest and loneliest voice in the world. The sleeping prince had finally woken up from his deep sleep.
“And you shall die here.”

YOO SANGAH QUOTES

“Ah…" Yoo Sangah turned red like she had woken up. "I was too short-sighted, I'm sorry. Of course we should pay…it is right. I don't like freebies either. I hate depending on other people.”Yoo Sangah came to her senses and suddenly cried out, "I'm pathetic."
"…Huh?"
"Dokja-ssi worked so hard and I am just eating like a pig… I was no help at all…"
"No, Yoo Sangah-ssi. That…”Yoo Sangah took a deep breath before starting to talk.
"I understand that you want to respect the past and history. But General! Some histories don't end after they are recorded."
Yoo Sangah's voice was clear and straightforward.
"Don't you regret it? The battlefield where the young Hwarang are sacrificed and countless people are buried..! Have you already forgotten?"
The constellation 'King Heungmu the Great' is listening to incarnation Yoo Sangah's story.]
"History won't change. The soldiers on the field won't be comforted and the lives of the young Hwarang won't return. But General! The history here hasn't ended yet! If you come here, at least you can change the history in this place!""The two of them can't do what Yoo Sangah-ssi can do. Yoo Sangah-ssi is necessary for this plan."
Yoo Sangah's expression slightly relaxed as it was emphasized once again. Yoo Sangah was an exceptionally talented person. She just needed confidence.Yoo Sangah looked at me with stunned eyes and stuttered. She looked terrified.
"G-Giving, giving this position to me..."
"I will leave it to Yoo Sangah-ssi."
I meant it. Once again, not everyone could do the same things well. Based on what I remembered, Yoo Sangah would be appropriate for this.
Yoo Sangah was the best person in the human resources department, not someone else.
"Oh...I'll do my best."
Yoo Sangah bowed before slowly raising her head.
Tears could be seen in her eyes.Yoo Sangah flinched as attention suddenly turned to her but then she smiled brightly. "I believe in him."Lee Gilyoung nodded. Lee Gilyoung's hand stopped the people's breathing one by one. He moved his hand like he was killing insignificant insects. I was also a little surprised.
Then Yoo Sangah came forward.
"I'll do it Gilyoung…"
"…Can you do it?"
"I will still do it."
Yoo Sangah's tone was unusually stubborn. She looked grimly at Lee Gilyoung. She held a knife and turned her back to me. Maybe Yoo Sangah despised me.
Perhaps it was fortunate that I couldn't read Yoo Sangah's mind.

JUNG HEEWON QUOTES

"Yoo Sangah knows a lot of things. I didn't know about Samyeongdang because I didn't do very well at school.”I immediately explained about Gong Pildu. Jung Heewon was unconscious so she hadn't been able to see Gong Pildu. I didn't mean to change the subject. Jung Heewon immediately reacted. "…What are these scum? Taking the public facilities and making people pay to use them?"
"Those scum are upstairs."
"I'll go and throw them out." Jung Heewon picked up the ground rat blade. That reminded me, I should change their weapons. There was a lot to be done.“Dokja-ssi." Jung Heewon interrupted. "I killed people at Gumho Station. I killed because I wanted to and I don't regret it. But."
Jung Heewon had a pained expression on her face.
"Just because I am a murderer doesn't mean I want to keep killing. I don't want to be a monster.”“Jung Heewon unsheathed her sword and spoke. “I don’t know anything about the future. However, I do know this. You said that you want to save this world? It’s the same for me, too.”
Her determination manifested in the whitish flames billowing on the [Sword of Judgement].
"That man is the world I wish to save.”“Kim Dokja…"
Even then, Jung Heewon had to say it.
"…Please, rescue him, Uriel.”
Right away, her sponsor replied back to her.
[Alright.]

LEE HYUNSUNG QUOTES

“Finally managing to get close, Lee Hyunsung stared into her eyes and, for the first time ever, spoke the words he couldn't say for the longest time, and quite likely, he'd not get to say ever again.
– I love you, Heewon-ssi.”

LEE GILYOUNG QUOTES

“Dokja hyung likes me."
"Why do you say that?"
"That…"
Lee Gilyoung agonized over the question before giant tears started to spill from his eyes. It seemed that no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a reason why I would love him.“Even if I flip it a hundred times and it comes out only once, even if only one percent of hyung remains in that place, I'll still go there to rescue him. Because that one percent is still hyung."“I'll go with you." It was Lee Gilyoung. The two people walked side by side. I looked at their rear view and thought they looked like affectionate brothers with a large age difference.“Hyung."
"Yes."
"Hyung, are you a god?"
"…What?"
"Or the main character?”“Children sometimes asked sharp questions. It was because they lived in a world where stories and reality weren't clearly distinguished. Lee Gilyoung didn't know exactly what his question meant.
"I'm not a main character. Rather, I always envy the main character."
"But you still know something about this world?"
I thought for a moment before replying, "That's right."
"Then I'll ask you one thing."
"I will answer it if I can."
"Once we clear all these scenarios…can we make a wish?"
"Wish?" I was a bit confused.
"Usually there is a reward at the end of these stories. At the end of this story, is there something like that?"
In the darkness, Lee Gilyoung's breath was trembling. Lee Gilyoung's expression when he saw his dead mother suddenly came to mind. Those who adapted to this world suffered from it in different ways. Some were crazy, some were fanatics and some had irrational optimism.
"Yes, there is."
I was grateful that this place was dark. It was because Lee Gilyoung couldn't see my face right now.”“I was wrong. I was wrong, Mother!”

SHIN YOOSUNG QUOTES

“Ahjussi…?"
I was filled with a warm sensation. I could tell the owner of the voice without looking back.
[Your incarnation is looking at you.]“I choose you.” Shin Yoosung’s eyes shook at my words. “I chose you instead of Seoul and I don’t regret it.”“⸢For sure, Kim Dokja would've said something like "Yoosung-ah, listen. There's no 'weight' to sadness."⸥
Shin Yoosung didn't agree with those words.
Sadness did indeed have 'weight'.
The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight.
In the end, to every human being, the most precious thing was themselves.
And Kim Dokja risked everything of his, always.”“[He has been alone for a very long time. ]
Kim Dokja (金獨子).
[To someone like that, telling him that he's not alone a few times won't suddenly change anything.]
Shin Yoosung was Kim Dokja's Incarnation.
[You need to tell him, always be next to him, and reaffirm it for him.]
As she cried, Shin Yoosung stepped forward.
[Until he realizes that he's truly not alone anymore.]”

LEE JIHYE QUOTES

“It was all planned and ahjussi used us for your purpose. Let's say we are characters of that damn Ways of Survival and everything is set!" Lee Jihye was crying, watching me while biting her pallid lips. "Then… why did you throw your life away for us so many times?”“Answer me! If we are really characters in a fictional novel, why did you die for us over and over?”"I-I'm disgusting. I…I don't deserve to be alive…"
Yes, it was disgusting. I was disgusting along with the way that I was using her."Survive and take responsibility! Atone for the rest of your life or live a garbage life. Just somehow survive!"
The ship was being broken by the indiscriminate shelling. I turned to her with cold eyes.
"Or do you really want to die here?"
[Your understanding of the character 'Lee Jihye' has increased.]
All types of emotions came from the crying Lee Jihye. She was drowning in the dark emotions of resentment, self-contempt and disillusionment with the world. Nevertheless, there was a straightforward emotion under it.
「 I don't want to die. 」“The girl who didn't cry led the battlefield.”“Our Stories aren't for your entertainment", she said.
She wobbled slightly as the shelling continued on. However, she never faltered once. She was no longer that girl who feared the ocean, but a commander of this vessel.

HADES QUOTES

“It was a dependable tone. I really wanted a father like this.”“[At first, I could hardly believe that there was a child like you. Because I believed that such Stories were over in this world. I can still remember his excited voice when he talked about you.]”

PERSEPHONE QUOTES

“[At first, I could hardly believe that there was a child like you. Because I believed that such Stories were over in this world. I can still remember his excited voice when he talked about you.]”“[You're our son. That is all that matters.]"

JANG HAYOUNG QUOTES

They were words that Jang Hayoung once said.
"Even if there is an insurmountable wall between me and then, even if it isn't heard by the person beyond the wall, I can write something on the wall and at the very least, the wall will change."

GONG PILDU QUOTES

“Chungmuro's armed fortress master, Gong Pildu, was one of the 10 Evils. Thus, a person wouldn't be aware of Gong Pildu unless they had read to the end of Ways of Survival (like me).”“Gong Pildu stared at the Wall with a hollow expression. Countless texts blooming on the Wall must've sensed his gaze, because they repeatedly scattered only to reform again. Some among those texts were even related to Gong Pildu himself.
⸢The man who lost his family at the start of the scenario.⸥
He seemed to be deeply fatigued, somehow. I could've been mistaken, but I thought there was something welling up in his eyes, too. I hesitated for a bit, before addressing him.”

SUN WUKONG QUOTES

"He was also a star that became my brother."

URIEL QUOTES

“Uriel probably knew this, too – that her vengeance could never be fulfilled. Because the one who stole away her most precious companion-in-arms happened to be the very same companion, that's why.”“Kim Dokja…"
Even then, Jung Heewon had to say it.
"…Please, rescue him, Uriel.”
Right away, her sponsor replied back to her.
[Alright.]「In that final moment, Uriel reached out towards the sky.」
「My Story might come to an end today, but.」
「There will be a star that shall never forget this story.」⸢[…It's like, me and Gabriel want to join 'Kim Dokja's Company' too, you see?]⸥
Uriel said that to us just before we left for the Final Scenario. She wanted to join our Nebula, and wanted to become our strength, she said.
⸢The Constellation who has changed the most from the 'original' Kim Dokja knew.⸥
I never figured out why Uriel liked our story so much.
⸢"Do you really wish to go that far just to help us?"⸥
All I could do now was to cowardly take advantage of her goodwill.

OLDEST DREAM QUOTES

“[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’s’ ■■ Is ‘Oldest Dream’.]”“During the period of ten years, he'd get to finish reading a certain novel, and after surviving by reading that novel, he'd drive everyone he loved to utter misery.
That boy would grow up to become Kim Dokja.
"M-monster..."
The child was opening his mouth while looking at me.
"That's right, I'm a monster."
My appearance was reflected on the boy's irises.
[That monster was this child's future.]
Now was the only chance to stop that monster.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Me, trying to rush forward with my sword raised up, and Han Sooyoung's fist striking me in the face, all of them.”The child's expression as he looked at me was one of terror. His chin trembled nonstop, so did his eyes. Those eyes, trying to decipher whether this was reality or not.
[The 'Oldest Dream' is questioning your existence.]
The existence that dreamed of all these worlds.
And in his dream, I too was nothing more than just another character.
Tsu-chuchuchuchut!
[The 'Oldest Dream' is denying your existence.]
As if he wanted to reject reality, the child hugged his head and curled up. "I, I'm, I'm Yoo Joonghyuk... I'm…”[You have promised to destroy <Star Stream>.]
[<Star Stream> will not be destroyed unless the
'Oldest Dream' is ended.]
I now stared at the child.
At the child with the exact same face as mine.
And the boy slowly raised his head to look back at me.
[Please end the 'Oldest Dream'.]【 You said this to other people back then. That the scenario's clear condition wasn't to 'kill humans. 】
I recalled the promise I made to him.
- Please finish the 'Oldest Dream'.
The world was blanketed by the blinding rays of light, and my vision grew blurry. My surprised companions quickly gathered around me.
[You have fulfilled your promise with the 'Secretive Plotter'.]
The young Kim Dokja, now embraced by the Emperor of Steelsword and the Archangel, was looking at me. Light was starting to return to the child's eyes that used to wallow in the lengthy dream.
When was the dream supposed to end? That would
be...
「When the dream was no longer a dream.」

SECRETIVE PLOTTER QUOTES

“Rather than a verbal answer, the 'Secretive Plotter' lightly tapped the unconscious Kim Dokja. That caused Stories to tumble out of him like the tears of a child trying and failing to hold himself back.”“[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’s’ ■■ Is ‘Oldest Dream’.]”What the 'Secretive Plotter' said felt as hollow as words coming from someone who had lost all meaning in his life.
I spoke up as if to rebel against that hollow-ness. "...Your life saved someone else's."
To someone who had lost so much, the truth of saving a kid whom he didn't even know the name of wouldn't be much of a consolation.
The boy was someone completely unrelated to him, after all. That boy was not his companion or his family member.【 You said this to other people back then. That the scenario's clear condition wasn't to 'kill humans. 】
I recalled the promise I made to him.
- Please finish the 'Oldest Dream'.
The world was blanketed by the blinding rays of light, and my vision grew blurry. My surprised companions quickly gathered around me.
[You have fulfilled your promise with the 'Secretive Plotter'.]
The young Kim Dokja, now embraced by the Emperor of Steelsword and the Archangel, was looking at me. Light was starting to return to the child's eyes that used to wallow in the lengthy dream.
When was the dream supposed to end? That would
be...
「When the dream was no longer a dream.」“The light in the world flickered on and off several times. I felt the sensation of my body being sucked into somewhere, and within this half-awake consciousness, the friction noise of the train's wheel meeting the railroad tracks filled up my head.
I couldn't accept this.
Even though I knew that this wasn't a matter requiring my acceptance, I still found it hard to swallow.
⸢Why did the 'Secretive Plotter' make such a decision?⸥
I couldn't forget his final expression.
How could he make such a face? He didn't get to complete what he truly wanted, so how come…”“【So, how did you all manage to survive??】
And now, he was asking us.
【Why, why is it not me, but you??】”“Under the brilliant radiance, the figures of 999th turn's Uriel, Lee Hyunsung, Kim Namwoon, and
Lee Jihye scattered away.
Could he really become happier with this?
He made this choice himself, so was that his happiness, then?”

ABYSSAL BLACK FLAME DRAGON QUOTES

[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

BIHYUNG QUOTES

"He knew of a guy who always smirked just before dying. He couldn't understand it before, but now he thought he could figure it out. That guy must've been feeling this way, too.
[It's likely that I have grown to love that story.] ""[I've been observing that story for a very long time.]"“Even then, there was a certain rule that you couldn't go against.
⸢There is no story where no one was sacrificed.⸥
To protect the story, to guard the Probability, and to become the 'One Single Story' reaching the ⸢Final Wall⸥, this action had to be performed.
⸢Dokkaebi Bihyung had finally decided on his full stop.⸥
The 'Pah-su-sut' noise of something being pierced could be heard next.
He looked back and for a second there, he thought he saw Kim Dokja's face.
[Your ■■ is 'sacrifice'.]”“I actually wanted to witness your Story till its end, though."
Beyond the skies he was looking at, was the ⸢Final Wall⸥. The dream Bihyung had been dreaming. The place where the king of all scenarios, the 'Dokkaebi King', resided.
I wanted to say something. I wanted to ask if he really was giving up here. Ask him if he had forgotten about the promise we made back then.
⸢"Dokkaebi Bihyung, sign the contract with me. If you do, I shall make you the king of all Dokkaebis.⸥
I still hadn't fulfilled that promise yet.
⸢He was the first reader of the Story Kim Dokja had compiled.⸥
My hands grew lighter. I slowly lowered my head, but Bihyung wasn't there anymore. As befitting a damn storyteller, he made sure to leave behind his story even as he died.
I staggered back up to my feet.
⸢He wanted to create a Story where no one had to be sacrificed.⸥”“A storyteller was supposed to remain neutral. The thing was, though, all judges secretly rooted for a team they liked. This was true for Bihyung as well.
Like a parent looking at his wonderfully-matured children, Bihyung stroked the faces appearing on the screen with a deeply moved expression.”

ANNA CROFT QUOTES

"Yoo Joonghyuk, I won't be transferring the memories of everything that happened so far to the next turn. I can't do this anymore. I'm not like you. I can't keep fighting on while carrying all this burden. From here on, you'll be alone. Are you confident of carrying the burdens of everything?""Yoo Joonghyuk, please become my ally."

KIM NAMWOON QUOTES

– Dear Author-nim, does Kim Namwoon have to become the companion again this time?
Because I believed that he was merely a 'character' the author had created, not a living, breathing person.
When I thought about it, the reason why I hated Kim Namwoon was pretty simple in nature.
"Yoo Joonghyuk always took you in as his companion."
Out of everyone from the 'Ways of Survival', Kim Namwoon most closely resembled me.
"Even though he knew that you are an evil bastard, even though he knew that you did evil things… Even then, he took you in."
If I was him, how would I have turned out?
Cheongil High School second-year Kim Namwoon.
A regular high school student living under the stress of the studying and at odds with his parents.
What would happen if such a high schooler was thrust all alone in an extreme environment where he couldn't survive without taking the life of another, and no one was there to protect him?The psychopath, Kim Namwoon, the Demon of Delusion.
Even after I finished reading the entirety of the original novel, my opinion on that guy hadn't changed.
[Exclusive skill, 'Reading Comprehension', is activating!]
However, that couldn't have been Kim Namwoon's everything. The 'Ways of Survival' I read was no doubt nothing more than just the tip of an iceberg called this world.
And so, the 'Kim Namwoon' I didn't know must have existed somewhere, too.
Kim Namwoon, who ended up seeing a world's end for someone's sake.
Kim Namwoon, capable of wandering aimlessly for forty thousand years out of his love for someone.
Kim Namwoon, carrying on the sake of protecting his loyalty to his companions.
What if such a Kim Namwoon existed in the world somewhere…?
And what if such a Kim Namwoon was the one who saw the end of the 999th turn…?
【I, I… I…】
His delusion was being eaten away.

LEE SEOLHWA QUOTES

"Lee Seolhwa in this round was more 'good' than any other round. It was unreasonable for anyone to have complete control over Yoo Joonghyuk but she would be able to reduce some unnecessary conflict."

YOOHANKIM QUOTES

That left only three people behind.
"Kim Dokja."
It was unknown who among Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joonghyuk called that name out first. The former asked with a questioning pair of eyes.
"We are getting off together, right?"
[Someone has activated 'Lie Detection Lv… ']
That prompted Kim Dokja to smirk softly.
"Of course. We should."
['Lie Detection' has confirmed 'Kim Dokja's' words as truth.]
"Let's go.”“Do you think that that fool has become happier now?"
The moment she heard him, Han Sooyoung felt that something had finally come to an end.
The mouth of her heart ached really painfully. She could clearly hear the sounds of something breaking – the sounds of a story coming to an end. The sounds of their truly long mourning finally drawing to a close. That was the sound of someone only living in their past finally letting go of that very past. Right at that moment, Han Sooyoung was overcome by the bizarre guilt of corruption, of betrayal.
"Kim Dokja, he…"
⸢Was it possible that he didn't want us to give up?⸥”“Do you think that fool has become happier now?” The moment she heard him, Han Sooyoung felt that something had finally come to an end."Han Sooyoung wrote the story.
Yoo Joonghyuk lived that story.
And, I read that very story."

DOKSOO QUOTES

“This story is just for that one reader.”“Even then Han Sooyoung wanted to tell him. To tell him that he was definitely not at fault for this story being born. And to tell him that the things he was about to experience were not his sins. Because her past 13 years existed solely to say those words to him.”“Han Sooyoung approached and raised my chin with her fingers. "It's been a while, Kim Dokja. You are still ugly.”“[This is a story for you who no longer has anything to read at the end of the world.]”“Not being able to comment did bum me out. I wanted to let Han Sooyoung know of my emotions one more time. To tell her that I could only come this far because of the story you gave me, that I loved your story more than anyone in this world.”“There he was. A man who existed only as texts for a long, long time ever since that day she last saw him in the hospital's emergency ward.
[In the distance, Kim Dokja was walking forward.]
That was the exact same face of Kim Dokia she remembered.
The man who came to her 1863rd regression turn.
The man who she wanted to see again. The detestable man with his own brand of ass-kissing.
The man who lied really easily. The man who she enjoyed being around, since they could lie about something together and snicker among themselves.”The man, who didn't remember her.
“—!!”
Her voice didn't want to come out. She couldn't tell whether it was because she was choking up, or the control of her body was slipping away from her.
Han Sooyoung staggered and walked closer to Kim Dokja. Several passersby brushing past her looked back in suspicion.
Kim Dokja was now walking down the subway's steps.
Kim Dokja, with earphones stuck in his ears and reading something on his phone while walking downstairs.
She knew what he was currently reading.
“—!!”
She barely managed to shout, but her voice still didn't come out. So, she desperately chased after
him.
- Because of the story you wrote, author-nim, I was able to survive until now.
Han Sooyoung was also able to survive while reading the sole reader's words.
She managed to write the next part of Yoo Joonghyuk's life through them.
She was able to endure her boring and stuffy teen years, the days she never wanted to go back to, thanks to those words.
- This train is bound for..
She spotted Kim Dokja standing on the platform, waiting for the next train to arrive. A person hiding within the small world crafted out of letters to protect himself was standing right there.
Kim Dokja, who didn't know anything about the apocalypse about to happen.
Kim Dokja, who'd get to live on the expansive world of the 'Ways of Survival'.
Kim Dokja, who'd get to meet the protagonist he so longed to become.
Kim Dokja, who'd become the 'Demon King of Salvation'.
Kim Dokja, who'd sacrifice himself multiple times for the sake of his companions, and as a result, came to the 1863rd turn and met her.
Kim Dokja, who was destined to become the 'Oldest Dream', the price he paid for loving a certain story too much.
[Your mental state is crumbling!]
[The main body's ego is regaining its control.]
[Your Story is being extinguished.]
Her legs grew heavy, and her arms didn't want to move anymore. Her body was gradually becoming not hers.
Even then, Han Sooyoung wanted to tell him.
[To tell him that he was definitely not at fault for this story being born. And to tell him that the things he was about to experience were not his sins.]
Because her past 13 years existed solely to say those words to him.
[To say that, though you have grown up while reading this story, there's no need for you to become it.]
She barely managed to reach out, the tips of her hand touching Kim Dokja's shoulder.
[Your ego will convert into the 'subconsciousness'.]
Kim Dokja felt that sensation of touch on his shoulder and looked behind him.
However, the incoming waves of commuters heading to work swept him up, and he got pushed into the subway, instead.
And after the crowd had left, only Han Sooyoung and her dazed expression remained on the empty subway platform.
"...What the hell? Why the hell am I standing here??”“Tell me that I did good until now – whether I made the wrong choices or not, whether I would get to see the desired conclusion when I reach the end of this story or not.”
Han Sooyoung stood up straight in front of Kim Dokja. Quite unlike her usual self, she thought she might start crying now. Her vision blurred and couldn't see his face properly.
"You did well."
And Kim Dokja was standing there.

DOKSANG QUOTES

“⸢(Yes. See, I told you. We'd have been good friends, I think.)⸥
'…You really think so?'
⸢(Yes, of course. We'd study Spanish together, enter a rider's club and ride bicycles together, too…)⸥
'Or, to get ready for our old age, we start recommending savings plan or retirement funds'.
⸢(After we grow old and can't move anymore, we'd help each other to get to hospitals.)⸥
'I guess we could have lived pretty close by, in that case'.”
“⸢(Of course. Maybe, we might have lived right next to each other.)⸥
We continued to chat away. We talked about things that could no longer be. Things that could never become a reality."The two of them can't do what Yoo Sangah-ssi can do. Yoo Sangah-ssi is necessary for this plan."
Yoo Sangah's expression slightly relaxed as it was emphasized once again. Yoo Sangah was an exceptionally talented person. She just needed confidence.Yoo Sangah flinched as attention suddenly turned to her but then she smiled brightly. "I believe in him."
It was burdensome.Lee Gilyoung nodded. Lee Gilyoung's hand stopped the people's breathing one by one. He moved his hand like he was killing insignificant insects. I was also a little surprised.
Then Yoo Sangah came forward.
"I'll do it Gilyoung…"
"…Can you do it?"
"I will still do it."
Yoo Sangah's tone was unusually stubborn. She looked grimly at Lee Gilyoung. She held a knife and turned her back to me. Maybe Yoo Sangah despised me.
Perhaps it was fortunate that I couldn't read Yoo Sangah's mind.

JOONGDOK QUOTES

“I liked, hated, grumbled, and cheered Yoo Jonghyuk on. That's why I stuck with Yoo Jonghyuk for over 3,000 chapters.”“What is your relationship with Yoo Jonghyuk?"
"We are companions separated by life and death.”“There is only one thing I know." Yoo Joonghyuk wiped the blood from his lips and said. "You killed my companion in this round. Thus, you will also die."“Don't imagine that you will get better if you throw away this round. Maybe this is the round where you will see the end of this world as a 'human'."Then Yoo Joonghyuk replied, "Kim Dokja is necessary for this world. I need him."
"…"
"He will be my companion and he will see the end of the scenario.”Despite the lack of time, Yoo Joonghyuk hesitated. He hesitated while holding tightly to my collar. "…We don't have to hold another funeral, right?"
I smiled because of Yoo Joonghyuk's question. "Even if I die, I will rise again."“Continue to live, Kim Dokja." Yoo Joonghyuk looked at me with the face of a stranger. "Now you have to save this world."“It was my story. I laughed as Yoo Joonghyuk's sword pierced my heart.”“Kim Dokja! No! Kim Dokja!"
At the last moment, he tightly held me by the neck. However, it was already too late.“What if Yoo Joonghyuk went back and there was no Kim Dokja? Or what if Kim Dokja didn't act like this again?
Yoo Joonghyuk was afraid of something for the first time.”“He stepped towards a scenario without Kim Dokja.”“…He came." I was so happy that I wanted to call out his name.
"Huh? What are you saying?"
I smiled and said, "The real Yoo Joonghyuk came.”“Let's go back to Earth, Kim Dokja.”“His heart throbbed as old memories poured out like a waterfall and knocked on his heart. He couldn't hear the indirect messages but he felt Kim Dokja looking this way.
'Companion'.
Yoo Joonghyuk had long forgotten what it felt like to believe in someone.”“「 Yoo Joonghyuk was thinking, "It would've been nice if he had come with me'. 」”[The constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is looking at you.]
It was a star that never appeared in the last two rounds. Then why? Yoo Joonghyuk felt like the star had been there for a long time.
Yoo Joonghyuk declared, "Get lost, Kim Dokja."
Then one of the stars in the sky really went out.
"…Kim Dokja?"
There was no answer from Kim Dokja.“When my mother was locked up in prison, when I was bullied, when I sat the CSATs, when I went to the army and when I joined the company. It was the Yoo Joonghyuk I had always been watching. The Yoo Joonghyuk who was cold, calculating and never gave up.
I have lived watching such a Yoo Joonghyuk. I could live because of him. Thus, I didn't want to let him die.
If Yoo Joonghyuk died here, the Ways of Survival that I knew would disappear forever.”“I approached Yoo Joonghyuk. The person who protected my youth was disappearing into a world I didn't know.”“The back that was now carrying her had actually carried her son. The middle school Kim Dokja and the high school Kim Dokja. He was the support. He raised the child she couldn't carry. He made the child live.”"I shall pray that you may continue to exist somewhere, too.”"His story came to an end when the lone reader went away."“I suddenly felt restless. A mere reader became a companion of the main character, Yoo Joonghyuk.”“A violent storm of sparks began ravaging and devouring his entire body. He endured the urge to scream as horrifying pain akin to his whole body breaking apart took him over.
– There's one last thing I wanted to ask you about.
Han Sooyoung's voice trickled past inside his disoriented head.
– Why are you going so far to save Kim Dokja? You've lost many companions by now already.
– Having lost many companions before doesn't mean you become accustomed to the pain of loss. And also…
Explosions began going off inside the ark. Debris from the broken instruments began floating away in the universe.
– …I have something I need to ask that fool.”"Demon King of Salvation," Yoo
Joonghyuk raised his head to look at me.
"Are you still curious about my story?"
I hesitated a little before replying.
[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation', replies he still is.]
"This world is no longer mired in scenarios. There are no stimulations, nor any irregularities. Yet, why do you still wish to watch this story?"
[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation', replies that this is the story he wanted to see in the first place.]”“Doesn't matter how you read it, the one to judge it will be me. So, you simply concentrate on reading'.
[…] 'It's my freedom to decide what I hear and what I remember. And I shall decide who I am'.
With a voice I knew so well, he was talking about a story that I didn't know.
'You fool, you are not reading it alone'.”“He's a pathetic fool, indeed. He was just some contracted worker for a no-name game developer, and his hobby was reading novels.
His specialty is to run his cocky mouth off, and he has this habit of throwing his life away so that we can overcome any and all impossible situations hindering us.
Someone like that managed to lead his companions this far.
Regardless of what the incoming conclusion is, this world wouldn't have come this far without him around.”

JUNG HEEWON/LEE HYUNSUNG QUOTES

“Finally managing to get close, Lee Hyunsung stared into her eyes and, for the first time ever, spoke the words he couldn't say for the longest time, and quite likely, he'd not get to say ever again.
– I love you, Heewon-ssi.”

SEOLHYUK QUOTES

“I shook my head. It wasn't necessarily impossible when I thought about it. Yoo Joonghyuk had lost Lee Seolhwa in the second regression. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Yoo Joonghyuk was arguably the world's greatest authority when it came to losing a loved one.”“ After Lee Seolhwa's death, Yoo Joonghyuk thought he should die many times. He could never win against them with talent and skills alone. The end of the scenario wasn't visible and the power of the constellations was unbelievably strong. Revenge for Lee Jihye and Lee Seolhwa couldn't be achieved. Yoo Joonghyuk thought in the midst of his despair. ”“Think about it. You weren't always unhappy. Right? In all the rounds, there were moments when you were happy."
Yoo Joonghyuk's expression was becoming stiffer.
"The 173rd round. You protected Earth for quite some time. You also saw Lee Jihye receiving her high school diploma and Lee Seolhwa smiling at someone's child.”
「 In the 67th scenario, Lee Seolhwa was killed. 」
He lost, lost and lost more people.
「 Lee Jihye died in the 78th scenario. 」
The Yoo Joonghyuk of this round was completely alone. In fact, it wasn't only this round. In all of Yoo Joonghyuk's rounds, he had to leave alone. It was the same life even until the end.”“Then Yoo Joonghyuk opened his mouth. "Not everyone needs to go. Lee Seolhwa and I will stay here."
"Where are you going?"
"I have no obligation to report to you.”
Yoo Joonghyuk turned around and started walking somewhere. Lee Seolhwa smiled softly at me and followed behind Yoo Joonghyuk. Lee Seolhwa in this round was more 'good' than any other round. It was unreasonable for anyone to have complete control over Yoo Joonghyuk but she would be able to reduce some unnecessary conflict.“Despite his harsh words, Yoo Joonghyuk was constantly concerned with Lee Seolhwa's movements. He blocked the front of her like he was worried she would be hurt by the passing incarnations and constellations. Some of the incarnations cursed him but Yoo Joonghyuk didn't care.”

JUNG HEEWON & KIM DOKJA QUOTES

“Jung Heewon unsheathed her sword and spoke. “I don’t know anything about the future. However, I do know this. You said that you want to save this world? It’s the same for me, too.”
Her determination manifested in the whitish flames billowing on the [Sword of Judgement].
"That man is the world I wish to save.”

YOOHAN QUOTES

“Do you think that that fool has become happier now?"
The moment she heard him, Han Sooyoung felt that something had finally come to an end.
The mouth of her heart ached really painfully. She could clearly hear the sounds of something breaking – the sounds of a story coming to an end. The sounds of their truly long mourning finally drawing to a close. That was the sound of someone only living in their past finally letting go of that very past. Right at that moment, Han Sooyoung was overcome by the bizarre guilt of corruption, of betrayal.
"Kim Dokja, he…"
⸢Was it possible that he didn't want us to give up?⸥”“Do you think that fool has become happier now?” The moment she heard him, Han Sooyoung felt that something had finally come to an end.

KIM DOKJA'S COMPANY QUOTES

“Thus, they waited this time. He would rise again as usual and give the party members his distinctive smile. He would tell some timid jokes.”“They now had to live in a world without Kim Dokja.”I opened my mouth as I glanced at Yoo Joonghyuk. "The name of our nebula is… Kim Dokja's Company…”“I smiled at Jung Heewon's scolding. I felt pained and sad at the people who followed me well all the way here. I felt like my heart had grown since I talked with the Fourth Wall.
It might be because I was more prepared for this scenario. I was now afraid to lose them.”“I had to endure this. Endure it now so I could smile and meet them again.”“「 I want to see the ending with you. 」”I saw the party members screaming in despair.
[ Why are you trying to save them? You can see the ending even if you live alone. ]
"The ending is only meaningful if they are there."“I missed them. I really missed them. I wanted to say this. The pure white sand sparkled and I knew I had to run away, but I couldn't move my feet.
[The constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is looking at his companions.]”“I just want to see the end with my colleagues. Together without losing anyone.”“It was all planned and ahjussi used us for your purpose. Let's say we are characters of that damn Ways of Survival and everything is set!" Lee Jihye was crying, watching me while biting her pallid lips. "Then… why did you throw your life away for us so many times?”“Answer me! If we are really characters in a fictional novel, why did you die for us over and over?”“I quietly turned on the smartphone and opened the file of Ways of Survival. It was because of this novel that I hurt the group members but it was also because of the novel that I could see them.”“I've imagined the final goal where every one of us would be there together. I truly believed that such a story was definitely achievable.”“In a way, they were like my family. If Yoo Joonghyuk was my parent, then Lee Hyunsung was my hyung, Jihye was my older sister, and Yoosung was my friend.”“Tears almost broke out from my eyes after being subjected to all this friendly treatment. It would've hardly been enough for me to console the kids first, yet they were worried about me, instead?”“I want to buy a really big house and live together with everyone.”“Every Story they owned was searching for Kim Dokja. They were crying out towards the man they used to know.”“…At least I didn't lie to them." I looked up at the sky and carried on. "A part of me definitely exited the train with them, didn't it.”
“…This is the right way."
I felt around the lost portion of my memories, now faint, and staggered unsteadily.
My 'other me' would continue to live on, oblivious that he was an avatar. He'd live in a huge house with the other companions.
He'd go to the ocean with Gilyoung-ie, and eat pizzas with Yoosung-ie. He'd get to see Lee Jihye admitted to a university, and then, he'd hand over the congratulatory bouquet of flowers to Lee Hyunsung and Jung Heewon.
He'd go around house hunting with Yoo Sangah, and search for tls123 with Yoo Joonghyuk.
And then, he'd get to read the novel Han Sooyoung wrote.
That would be my salvation.
From the beginning till the end, I was always the one being saved.
So, this was my small bit of atonement for their sakes.“The ones I wanted to see were no longer reflected on the glass. The planet Earth I used to live had grown distant beyond my reach.”「The conclusion of this world that he so dearly wished to see.」
"...I'm looking at it right now."
As if they were waiting for those words, Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung began wiping away Kim Dokja's tears. He tightly hugged both of the kids.
It was then, someone asked this question.
"We'll be happy after this, right?"“<Kim Dokja's Company> had been disbanded.”

999TH TURN QUOTES

“Stories were asking why it was not the 999th turn but us – why was it not the world they lived in, but this one?”“Under the brilliant radiance, the figures of 999th turn's Uriel, Lee Hyunsung, Kim Namwoon, and
Lee Jihye scattered away.
Could he really become happier with this?
He made this choice himself, so was that his happiness, then?”

YOOCROFT QUOTES

"Yoo Joonghyuk, I won't be transferring the memories of everything that happened so far to the next turn. I can't do this anymore. I'm not like you. I can't keep fighting on while carrying all this burden. From here on, you'll be alone. Are you confident of carrying the burdens of everything?""Yoo Joonghyuk, please become my ally."

MISCELLANEOUS QUOTES

“There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive.
–Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World [Complete]”“My forehead was cold and sleet was falling from the misty sky. There was no snow or rain. The cold sensation relieved the people. It was funny. Humans felt most alive when they confirmed the death of another.”“–Then he isn't a bad person?
–No, every human is a disaster for each other.”“[…Every world has a time of destruction and every story comes to an end. For this planet, that time is now.]”“I was watching the fall of a world like I was turning pages.”“A person who watched a certain story for a long time would eventually grow to resemble that story.”⸢With an exception of one being.⸥
I heard the soft hum of an engine coming from behind, followed by the familiar scent of a cigar.
"You've come."
The 'Mass Production Maker' stood on my side and spoke up. [This is the type of Story that I love the most.]“I'll go with you." It was Lee Gilyoung. The two people walked side by side. I looked at their rear view and thought they looked like affectionate brothers with a large age difference.I said, "There is no plan. We are beginners. It might sound cruel but honestly, I don't expect you to survive."
"T-That…"
"Still, all of you survive. Please.”"I don't think the story is terrible enough to get this score."
There was a beep and the star point increased. The old man turned his head towards me at the sound.
"In fact, I'm not sure why there is a score on the stories. Every story has value.
It is a story that is interesting to some people and salvation for others."“Once again, let’s begin 'Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint'.”“They were soldiers who fought to prevent the fall of their kingdom. Now they were fighting for a fallen kingdom.”

二哈和他的白猫师尊
Dumb Husky and his White Cat Shizun
by 肉包不吃肉

RANWAN QUOTES

“When he came to Sisheng Peak, the first person he fell for wasn’t Shi Mei, but Chu Wanning.”“Listen up, this person is mine, I’m taking him.”So it turns out that he had always been protecting him.
It was him who took it all for granted.
Mo Ran didn’t know what to say as he held onto that lantern like he was grasping desperately at the last straw.
Head still lowered, he repeated, “I want to bring him home.”“‘Even if I have to kneel, crawl, or die, I’ll bring Shizun back to the world of the living.’ As long as he’s still willing. As long as… he’s still willing to come back with me.’”“He never would have guessed that Shizun was actually kind to him… That his lingering regret in the living world was /him/—and to apologize to him.”“It wasn’t that your heart was cold and hard as iron, it wasn’t that I was unyielding and immovable as rock. It was just that I misjudged you in the past, misunderstood you too much… it was just that…”“Shizun, Shizun…” He wept, curling in on himself. “I’m sorry, I was wrong, please… please come back with me…”“Shizun… please come back with me, I was wrong, it was my fault. I don’t blame you, I don’t hate you, it was my fault, always making you angry, if you hit me or scold me in the future, I definitely won’t fight back, Shizun, if you just come back, I’ll listen to everything you say… I’ll respect you, I’ll cherish you, I’ll treat you right…”
But Chu Wanning’s robes were gossamer-thin, as if it might shatter at any moment in his hands.
Mo Ran wished he could cut open his own chest and give him his heart, just to hear his heartbeat again. He wished he could drain his own blood to fill his veins, just to see color on his face again.
He would do anything to make up for his mistakes.“Alright,” the scholar put down a couple of brush strokes, then asked, “Any birthmarks on his face?”
Mo Ran tilted his head as he thought, and then his reddened as he mumbled, “Yeah…”
“Where?”
“On his left ear,” Mo Ran said haltingly. “A tiny, light-colored mole, and…”
And he’s so very sensitive when kissed there.So he thought for a bit, then pressed his lips together and asked gently with lowered lashes, “Shizun, take a guess why I’m down here?”
“...You came looking for trouble.”
“Since when did Shizun change his name to trouble?” Mo Ran grinned. “Should’ve told me.”
Chu Wanning jerked his hand back, as if stung by this gentleness that he’s never had before, snapping in embarrassed anger, “What nonsense, how impudent.”
Mo Ran had found out a secret.
He had found out that Chu Wanning’s anger was a mask. He was just so awkward that he’d rather wear that menacing, colorful mask to hide all of the gentleness, happiness, joy, embarrassment, and sadness beneath.
What a dummy.
Chu Wanning was a dummy, wearing that mask all his life like it’s not exhausting.“Chu Wanning, I hate you for leaving me alone.”
As he said this, he raised his arms and hugged him.Chu Wanning’s breathing was a little heavy, and his throat a little dry.
He refused to give in just like that, and opted instead for being difficult. Holding down the fire raging in his chest, he asked, mild as ever, “For as long as you live?”
“For as long as I live.”
“…I might walk very fast, with no regard for you.”
“That’s alright, I’ll chase after you.”
“I might not want to walk anymore and just stand there.”
“I’ll stand with Shizun.”
Agitated by his unhesitating answer, Chu Wanning swept his sleeves and said, “Then what if I just can’t walk anymore?”
“Then I’ll carry you.”
Chu Wanning: “……”“Mo Ran had missed his shizun for every single day of his seclusion. He had lots of things he wanted to say and worried that he wouldn’t be able to remember it all, so he had a sturdy book made, a thick one with one thousand eight hundred and twenty five pages in total. For each day of the five years, he would write Shizun a letter about whatever happened, big or small, from the particularly gross-tasting leaf-wrapped sticky rice cake he had the misfortune of eating, to the insights he had gained from cultivation training that day, he wrote it all down.”“His voice was very soft.
‘You pay attention to me.’”In one breath, he had expended all his courage.
“I love you.”
His heart was trembling violently.
“I love you, not the way a disciple loves his Shizun, but… I’m being bold, I… I love you.”
Chu Wanning closed his eyes. His fingers trembled under the man’s warm and humid skin, and gradually, it stopped moving.
How could that be?
How could this be…
He must have heard wrong, he was so ugly, so fierce, so incapable of speech, so uninteresting, he was nothing but a fool. Who would like him?
“I love you.”
He was actually feeling bitter and frightened. His mind was almost completely blank, and he wanted to act like how he used to. He wanted to say “ridiculous”, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn’t find the words to express it.
After a long pause, Chu Wanning finally said hoarsely, “… I have a bad temper.”
“You’re very nice to me.”
“I, I’m old.”
“You look younger than me.”
Chu Wanning was almost anxious, he said helplessly, “I’m so ugly…”
This time, it was Mo Ran’s turn to be stunned. His eyes widened as he stared at the extremely handsome man in front of him. He did not understand why such a good-looking person would feel ashamed of his own appearance.
Seeing that he did not make a sound, his heart became even more flustered. He lowered his head and said, “I’m not good-looking.”
“…”
“Not as beautiful as you.”“I do not want future generations to refer to you as a ghost when they speak of us. I don’t want future generations of books to carry this passage, saying that you and I are enemies and master and disciple became enemies.”“Both of them knew that getting better was not going to happen in the end, and that all the warmth was already running out of time.”“In my previous life, in this life, I have always loved you and was always willing to be with you. In the future, I’m also willing.”“After a very long time, Chu Wanning did not move. Chu Wanning was still lying on the bed in Mo Ran’s embrace. He did not even get up, did not raise his head nor did he speak.
His little disciple, his Mo Shixiong, and his Immortal Taxian-Jun, wanted him to sleep in peace.”“That youth, that youth, that man, that lover who would laugh and be annoyed, or be whole or broken. The only person in this world who didn’t fear him, respected him, and tolerated his lover, the one who used his own flesh and blood to protect him from disaster.”“The one who had replaced him, the one who had been devoured by the Eight-Sufferings-Long-Hatred Flower, the one who had replaced him, the one who had become the Lord of Darkness.”“It was as if he had heard Taxian-Jun’s voice, which was both slow and gentle. The voice caressed his ears and sighed softly at his temples:
Fame, wish, blood, flesh and blood, heart, soul, corpse, and ashes.
I’m sorry, I only have so much.
I did my best.
Wanning, you have to do it yourself.”

MO RAN QUOTES

“When he came to Sisheng Peak, the first person he fell for wasn’t Shi Mei, but Chu Wanning.”“Mo Ran grinned: “It’s only human to want the things we can’t have, nothing to do with age. I never had anyone to tell me bedtime stories when I was small, and I was always thinking about how nice it would be to have someone like that. But that person never showed up, and then I grew up and stopped thinking about it. But, deep inside, I still want it.”
Chu Wanning: “......”
“You didn’t have anyone to tell you bedtime stories either, did you?”
“Mm.”“But he’s made of stone,” Mo Ran continued in a low voice, every word like a knife to his heart, drawing blood. “Xue Meng. Listen to me, I don’t care what a powerful cultivator he is in the eyes of the world, what a prestigious zongshi, that he’s Yuheng of the Night Sky, Beidou Immortal, none of that is important.”He remembered Xue Meng’s words.
“His spiritual energy was completely drained. He was no different from an ordinary person at that time, couldn’t use any techniques at all, not even a communication spell. He could only carry you on his back and climb up the stairs of Sisheng Peak, step by step…”
And when he couldn’t do it anymore, couldn’t stand anymore, he crawled on the ground, on his knees, dragging him, until his fingers were torn, and his hands were covered in blood.
All to bring him home.
Mo Ran muttered hollowly, “Was it you who carried me back?”
“......”
“Chu Wanning, was it you…”
“......”
“I won’t believe it unless you nod,” Mo Ran said to the person in the coffin, his expression placid as if certain that the person before him would wake up. “Chu Wanning, give me a nod. Just one nod, and I’ll believe you, and I won’t hate you anymore… just one nod, okay?”
But Chu Wanning only continued to lie there, cold and expressionless, as if he didn’t care the slightest bit whether Mo Ran hated him or not; he himself had left with a clear conscience, leaving others to survive with their guilt[…]”Catch up to him so that he could say.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong to hate you.”“Shizun, Shizun…” He murmured between choked sobs, repeating, over and over, his words from when he first met Chu Wanning. “Won’t you pay attention to me… pay attention to me…”
But though things remained the same, the people have changed, and in front of the Heaven-Piercing Tower now
there was only him. No one paid attention to him, no one would come again.
The reborn Mo Ran had the body of a youth, but inside was the soul of the thirty-two year old Taxian-Jun. He had seen far too much life and death, tasted all the joys and sorrows that the world had to offer, and so, in this reborn life, he never really showed much genuine emotion, always muted as if hidden behind a mask.
But right now, the loss and anguish written on his face was so raw, so vulnerable, so genuine, so naive.
Only now was he truly like an ordinary youth who had lost his Shizun, like a child who had been abandoned, like a stray dog that had lost its home and could never again find its way back.But the clothing of his youth was already far too small, and it wouldn’t fit no matter how hard he tried.
He flew into a rage.
“Why doesn’t it fit! Why can’t I go back!!!”“Your Majesty,” the old man sighed faintly, “let it go; you’re not that young man of the past anymore.”
“......” Mo Ran was in the middle of raging, and, hearing these words, his head whipped around fiercely to glare at the old man’s withered face. But it was as if he was choking on something, unable to get a single word out, only breathing harshly with red-rimmed eyes. A long time passed before he finally spoke, “I’m not…?”
“You’re not.”
“...I can’t go back?”
“You can’t go back.”
For the first time, a childlike helplessness appeared on the face of that thirty two year old man. He closed his eyes, the jut of his throat bobbing. The old servant stood to the side with his head lowered, thinking that, once he opens his eyes, he’ll surely snarl with his fangs out and shred everything before him.
But when Mo Ran opened his eyes again, there was a wetness in them.
Perhaps it was this wetness that put out the inferno in his heart.
Mo Ran opened his mouth and, in a voice that was hoarse and weary, murmured, “I see… I see… I can’t go back… I can’t go back…”“He wasn’t looking for clothes—he was looking for himself, the him of the past that could never come back.”“‘Shizun, pay attention to me.’”He said, “Mom, I promise you.”
“Then, then in the future, if… if I can make something of myself, I’ll build lots and lots of houses for people without homes, and plant lots and lots of food for people who don’t have enough to eat…” he said to his mother, “mom, that way, no one will ever have to live like us again.”“Arriving at the foot of the mountain, he couldn’t help looking back toward Sisheng Peak, high up and shrouded amongst the clouds, with no end to be seen to the long flight of stone steps. He murmured, “Three thousand seven hundred and ninety nine.”
He had counted as he walked.
It was the number of steps up to the main gate, the number of steps that Chu Wanning had climbed that day, carrying him on his back.
He was sure that, for as long as he lived, he would never forget what Chu Wanning’s hands had been like, cold as ice, chafed raw and bloody.”He’d been barely hanging onto life by a thread when Uncle had saved him from the sea of fire. He’d thought that, once at Sisheng Peak, he would have a shizun to treat him with compassion, to care for him with sincerity.
But however hard he tried to please, however much work he put in, it was as if Chu Wanning saw none of it. Conversely, the smallest mistakes earned him a round of ruthless lashings, and he came out raw and bleeding every time.
Later, he learned that Chu Wanning looked down on him from the bottom of his heart——
“Deficient by nature, beyond remedy.”
Was this what that person standing under the flowering tree, robes white as snow, thought of him?
He’d once regarded Chu Wanning as the cold moon in the ninth heaven, had wholeheartedly revered him, adored him. But what was he to that cold moon, really?
A disciple he had no choice but to accept.
A lowlife who was lowly to the bone.
A no-good child raised in a brothel, a filthy reprobate.“When he hated someone, he hated them to the bone, but to those he cherished, he was extremely tender. ”“It was the onlt bit of warmth he’d ever had, why did it have to be taken away from him?!!! He hated!”“Xue Meng, I’m sorry, I’m not worthy to be your brother…”
“Ever since my mother left, there was no other person in this world who would treat me gently like you did. Treat me well, no one else who would not despise me and who would be willing to accompany me…
Shi Mei, don’t go…”“How great it was to be like this now, Xue Meng would smile at him, Chu Wanning was his, his uncles and aunts were all alive, and so was Shi Mei… Nothing is more important than to be a fugitive for the rest of your life, even if you feel guilty for the rest of your life.
He did not want to destroy everything in front of him either.”“He walked for fourteen days, a child dragging a woman’s body for fourteen days.”“Mother… Mother!”
“Someone come… Is there anyone… Someone bury me too… Bury me as well…”“At that moment, his figure and the orphan who had once been on the cemetery, crying and breaking down while holding his mother’s rotting body, begging him to bury him with his mother, just like that.
That year, he was only five years old. A five-year-old swears never to see a loved one again, his flesh rotted and turned to mush in front of him.”“Shizun, please pay attention to me…”
“Mo Ran!”
“You… pay attention to me…”
He could vaguely hear someone calling to him, a familiar voice. It was dark again, and he clung to a piece of driftwood like a drowning man, and someone offered him a hand, and he choked and clutched at the man, and said, “Don’t go, I won’t do anything bad, I won’t make you angry again.”
He caught the man’s fingers and locked his fingers together.
He could smell the faint fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of haitang.
“I have an elixir of life, but I… I don’t know why, but I can’t find it… I can’t find it, but can you please stay, please…” Ignoring everything else, he followed the warmth of the body and embraced it. “Please, I’d rather…”
“I would rather die.”
“Mo Ran! Wake up!”
However, he couldn’t wake up. The pain was even worse than the sea, and he was about to drown to death. He couldn’t wake up.“I’m not Taxian-Jun…” It was cold. Every inch of his body was trembling. He closed his eyes as tears streamed down his face and he sobbed, “I am not the emperor Taxian-Jun… What to do… I really don’t know what to do. Spare me… Spare me…”“In his two lifetimes, he had always wanted to be a good person.
He hadn’t been able to do it in his previous life.”“Very soon, I won’t be able to remember you anymore. I won’t be able to… I won’t be able to learn from you anymore… You will hate me, hate me…”“I’m serious, I really love you.”

CHU WANNING QUOTES

“All these years, everyone respected him, feared him, but never did anyone dare to stand by his side, never did anyone concern themselves with his well-being. He was already used to it.”“Yuheng of the Night Sky, Beidou Immortal. Unloved from head to toe, uncared for whether alive, dead, sick, or suffering.”“It didn’t matter that no one cared about him. He’d already come this far by himself anyway.”“Chu Wanning reflected on himself, he didn’t think there was any part of him that’s attractive at all.”“He knew he was unlikable, so he didn’t want to beg pitifully for anyone’s help.”Chu Wanning smiled, his expression seeming almost glad. “I’ve kept living these past few years because I didn’t want to give up, always thinking… thinking that I’ll just keep you company for a few more years, try to teach you… not to commit any more sins… but now… now…”
Mo Ran trembled as he held the person in his arms. He suddenly felt terrified.
Terrified.
Such an emotion hadn’t been part of him for more than ten years, but now it rushed back in a wave, nearly carving out his heart.
“Now I know that, perhaps, it takes my death for you to… stop doing evil…”“Mo Ran, this whole life, no matter what happened in the end… it’s all because I failed to teach you well, because I called you deficient by nature and beyond remedy… It was I who wronged you; I won’t blame you, in life or in death…” There was no color left on Chu Wanning’s bloodless face, even his lips were a pale blue. Arduously, he lifted his gaze to look at Mo Ran’s face; he wanted to cry, but it was blood that flowed slowly from his eyes and trickled down his face.
Chu Wanning wept. He said, “Do you… truly hate me so much… that you will not grant me so much as a moment of peace… even at the very end…”“‘You can’t even save yourself, how can you save others?’
‘And what did Shizun say?’ Shi Mei asked.
‘If you don’t know how to save others, how will you save yourself?’”He stared blankly for a long while without a single word.
Then suddenly flew into a rage.
Before Mo Ran could even react, Chu Wanning had already jerked his hand away and turned to land a backhanded slap to his face, scowling furiously.
“You idiot! How did you die too?!”“‘So ugly.’
He turned to the person in the mirror and was suddenly very angry and frustrated.
‘How can I… You look like this?’
He knew that Mo Ran liked young men who were gentle, good-looking, and slim.
As for him, he was not any of those things.”“When Chu Wanning was scared, what he grabbed was not others but himself.”“I’ve never been liked.
No one has ever felt happy, proud, and lucky for having me.
Thirty-two years.”“Chu Wanning already knew all of this. How much pain would his heart ache?
Not alive.
No parents.
It was just a piece of dead wood, a drop of blood.
He had lived for more than thirty years, unbeknownst to anyone in the world.”“How could he not be a living person?
Flesh. What was torn was flesh.
It was bright red, sweet, and broken.
How could he not be alive? How could that be!”“He could see that person’s soul through his smile, his seriousness, his tolerance and gentleness, his stubbornness and persistence.”“He is Chu Wanning, because the hour when I woke him up was a peaceful evening. The bell of the Zen Temple rang out and he was born under the gaze of the Celestial Buddha. I gave him his name.”

XUE MENG QUOTES

“It must’ve been hard work to make these clay dolls with nothing but the power of his pure heart.”He heard Xue Meng yell, “Don’t touch him! Don’t touch him! Don’t take him away!”“Perhaps it was only at this moment that Meng’er truly understood the feeling that Mo Ran had felt when it was young.”Xue Meng was going crazy. The phoenix desired blood, and his blood boiled into a fire. From the fire came a pair of scarlet red eyes of a vicious beast. Its bloody teeth bit through the throats of everyone who tried to stop him!
You know that year the cicadas were chirping in the middle of summer.
Xue Zhengyong smiled as he patted Xue Meng’s head and asked, “What does my son want to do in the future?”
“Just be like Daddy.” Meng’er’s eyes were clear as he said, “Be a great hero. Be a good man and punish evil. Be worthy of living up to your words.”
Blood sprayed on his face, and someone screamed miserably.
Who did he kill?
Seems to be someone’s sister and wife.
It doesn’t matter.Xue Meng’s face was dirty to the point that it was tainted with blood. His tears flowed down, leaving behind streaks after streaks of marks as he embarrassedly wiped his face and choked with sobs, “I don’t want to leave… You’re all here. I don’t want to go anywhere! I just want to be with you guys…”Xue Meng lay in the snow. After a while, he raised his hand and covered his eyes.
His thin, blood-red lips slightly parted as hot tears flowed down his cheeks.
“Why did you all leave? Leave me alone.”
Xue Meng suddenly choked and lost his tone.
“Why is that… Why did you leave me alone…”
In fact, he had lived two lifetimes, and in the end, he was the only one left.“Instead of chasing after him, he asked, “Where are you going?”
He did not know where he was going. He only hated the fact that he had not drunk enough wine to kill himself.
Mei Hanxue replied: “There is no way back.”Just now, he had coldly said, “I’m not drunk.” That was Chu Wanning.
He brightly asked, “Do you have a brother too?” It was Mo Weiyu.
He said softly, “Why did you save me?” It was Shi Mingjing.
He was trying, clumsily, to remember their faces, their bits and pieces, their glances, their smiles, their sitting or standing, their anger or annoyance.”After he finished drinking, Xue Meng slowly curled himself up. He had shrunk to such a small size, and his eyes were red.
He said, “It’s my fault. What I did was wrong…”
Come back.
I am no longer arrogant, no longer arrogant, no longer hesitant, no longer indifferent.“With a “Clang” sound, the Longcheng’s gate fell to the ground. Xue Meng slowly retreated, retreated… But where could he retreat to? Yesterday? It’ll never come back.”Xue Meng said, “I don’t recognize you. You are not my father.”
After he finished speaking, he slammed the door. After a while, Jiang Xi heard Xue Meng’s hoarse and sorrowful cries coming from inside, breaking his heart.”Taxian-Jun did not seem surprised as he glanced at the two of them and sneered: “Your lives are truly interesting. No matter which mortal world, they would unconditionally stand together with Xue Meng.”

SHI MEI QUOTES

"The only person he had never been before was himself.""I'm sorry, I've disappointed Shizun. The only good thing is that I'm blind and don't have to see you hate me.""I wonder if this Butterfly-Boned Beauty… Is counted as human or as beast?""Me..? I'm just a man who's finally free.""He possessed a slender figure with a toxic kind of charm; even the tips of his brows and eyes were dipped in irresistible enticement and the allure of legendary enchantment."

MISCELLANEOUS QUOTES

“I didn’t lie. Why is it that my whole life, hardly anyone ever believed me.”“His body had vanished, but the sound of it had not dissipated yet.
Inside the barrier, Nangong Si was already sobbing. Outside the barrier, Ye Wangxi had already knelt down. One after another, people began to kneel down.
After they died, they were all heroes.”“Nangong Si suddenly revealed a smile.
Fortunately, in the end, he didn’t have the time to thank her for not leaving and for not giving up. Fortunately, he didn’t have time to tell her that he had finally understood her good intentions, and that he was willing to stay with her forever.”“Nangong Si… A-Si…” She sobbed and finally burst into tears. “Come back! A word from a gentleman. You have to keep your word, come back!”“He just wanted to kick off both their shoes and wait for someone to call him from behind. He was anxious to get mad and tell him that he was going to catch a cold.
Xu Shuanglin walked forward expectantly.
However, after waiting for a while, Luo Fenghua did not catch up, nor did he call out to him.
He paused, then slowed down.
After walking for a hundred meters, he would reach the city gate, but no one called out to him. He pinched his knuckles and thought to himself, whatever, since I’ve never had any playmates since I was young, how many years has it been since I’ve last seen the lanterns on my own? It’s not that big of a deal.”“Rather than saying that Luo Fenghua was his Shizun, he would say that he was his first best friend.”“The writing on the paper was neat, straight, and careful. It said —
I hope that Luo Fenghua, Nangong Xu, and Nangong Liu can be friends for life. They can eat oranges together, share pastries together, and climb on the roof together.”“What are you crying for? What’s there to cry about? If you want to kill me, kill me. If you want to do it, just do it. Why would you pretend to shed a few tears in front of me? In your eyes, in the eyes of the old man, in the eyes of everyone else, that piece of trash is always more important than me!”“… I forbade the spells that you and I learned from childhood.” Luo Fenghua said, “From now on, Nangong Xu, you and I are no longer Shizun and disciple.”
“…” Xu Shuanglin felt a heart-wrenching pain, a curse, a deep pain that pierced his heart.“We can’t change evil, and we don’t have eyes that can see through people’s hearts. But at least we can do it. Don’t let malice and hatred change us.”
Finally, Madam Wang smiled and said, “May the hearts of all of us remain unshaken for the rest of our lives, forever unchanging.”“She thought of that year’s wedding, and Xue Zhengyong said to her with a smile, “Well, from now on, don’t think about the past anymore. In the past, Guyue’ye, that bad guy always made you lose face. I won’t.”
“If you’re with me, I’ll let you enjoy life for the rest of your life.”
“As long as I am here, I won’t let you suffer anymore.”“Ye Wangxi narrowed her eyes and said, “You all know who the true culprit is. However, there is one sentence that everyone has spoken correctly.”
She paused for a moment, then opened her mouth again:
“I am indeed on the side of Mo-zongshi.”“The fate of countless people is intertwined with each other. Although they can’t stop at the banquet to rejoice with wine, have a good dream and never wake up, there will always be fragments left by relatives, close friends and loved ones in a person, whether they are alive or dead, whether they have left or not, and these fragments will always follow us like a shadow.”

怪物
MONSTER
BY 小妖子

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MONSTER QUOTES

“Little fool, I mean, I’ll call you Feng Hua from now on!”Feng Hua frowned. When Feng Yeran was leaving the laboratory that night, he grabbed the corner of Feng Yeran’s coat and said very firmly, “I… don’t want to see Ye’er… shed tears.”
Feng Yeran smiled.
The little guy then immediately said, “I like to see, Ye’er smile.”But what if, he couldn’t see that anymore. Several times, after Feng Hua finished with the XER light, he’d be briefly blinded. He kept begging Feng Yeran to call his name as he always did, his voice slightly hoarse, “Just one more time.”Little Feng Hua’s puzzled expression slowly faded away. He propped himself up, fumbled for a long time to find the right spot, then gently kissed Feng Yeran’s tear-stained right cheek and said, “It doesn’t hurt.”
“I’m glad Ye’er needs me. So don’t cry.”“The fragrance of flowers slid softly over the nose like ribbons, with a slight sweetness that was soon diluted with the sound of running water, through which fish swam, their tails swaying with slight swishes.”“Feng Hua looked at him and his heart suddenly beat much faster for some reason—at the moment when Feng Yeran opened his eyes, and went from dazed, to surprised, then to smiling and saying “Good morning, Feng Hua”, Feng Hua watched his series of changing expressions and associated it with the sunrise.
He seemed to see a red sun rising out of the darkness, and he was wrapped up in the brilliant sunlight at that moment, his heart overwhelmed with excitement, so much so that he could hardly speak.”“But, Ye’er is mine alone, right?”
Feng Yeran was stunned. “Why do you keep acting like a spoiled child today?”
“You’re mine alone, right?”Just after the president left, he saw Feng Yeran. Almost without hesitation, he said to Feng Yeran in a soft voice, “Ye’er, you can use me. Because, I’m also yours.”Feng Hua took his joke seriously. However, he was not only unafraid, but also looked as if he’d seen hope. He hugged Feng Yeran tightly and mumbled, “Ye’er, beat me! Hit me! But don’t leave, don’t go to that woman… don’t go… don’t go to her…”Feng Hua’s face was a little twisted. He held back for a moment before suddenly beginning to roar intermittently, his voice getting louder and faster. “It’s him! What I want has always been just him! I’m sick of him being with others, I hate that woman Chen Xuan, I wish I could kill her immediately! I want him! I want to touch him! Want to kiss him! Want to hug him! I like him… like him, like him so much…”
His voice slowed back down, his eyes got redder and redder, and then he began to sob, his voice becoming more and more incoherent. “…But I can’t do that. No matter how much I like him, he only thinks of me as his family… No, I’m just his experiment! I’m important now, but soon I won’t… I’ll be an experiment that he can discard! He won’t love me, ever…”“The clearly pronounced, intimate name and the soft, faint ‘yeah’ were just like a bucket of cold water pouring straight onto Feng Yeran. He almost immediately said sarcastically, ‘Didn’t you say you only like me? Your so-called liking is nothing more than that’, ‘Did you finally realise that your liking is wrong? I’ve always told you that your liking is changeable, that what you have for me is just an illusion’, ‘It’s funny, just now you said that all of you belongs to me, that you love only me, and immediately you’re with someone else’, ‘Is it interesting to play an adult like that’… but for the sake of his adult pride, he swallowed all those words down his throat.”“Why don’t you fucking kill yourself? You wimp! You’ve liked someone for so many years and you don’t even dare lift a finger?! I’ve never seen such a fucking wimp before!”“Okay, okay… But, do you still want to save him? It’s come to this. No person can save him…”
“I’m not human.”Feng Hua couldn’t bear it any longer. He stepped forward to hug Feng Yeran, who was babbling nonsense. Sure enough, Feng Yeran was drenched in cold sweat. It was obvious he was already in severe pain. Feng Hua pressed close to Feng Yeran’s body, treating his stomach while trying to soothe him. “Ye’er, no matter who you doubt, you shouldn’t doubt me! No matter what happens, I’ll stay by your side, because I love you! How many times have I said it since I was a child? Haven’t you listened? I only have you in my eyes, I only love you…”
“You know what? …Love has always been a product of opportunity, influenced and controlled by various factors. It may suddenly come with a bang, but then fade away in an instant. The feelings may even be fake, self-made or imposed, which is too unreliable. Moreover, those who’ve said they love me have all betrayed me.”
“I love you from the bottom of my heart! I’ll never betray you!”Feng Yeran pathetically grabbed her wrist and asked her almost beggingly, his voice so low and hoarse that only the two of them could hear it, “Everything you’ve done for me, is it really a lie? Since high school, until now, have you not once liked me? Have you been lying to me for him all this time? …I know, you’re afraid of those journalists. If… if you have, even once, really liked me, if you were really forced and don’t want to hurt me, then look at me, Xiao Xuan, look at me!”
But Chen Xuan didn’t look back. She just fiercely shook off Feng Yeran, ran into the house, and fiercely flung the door shut with a bang, shutting Feng Yeran outside.“What’s the difference… between… me and Feng Boran… Why, did everyone, not choose me, betray me, again and again… cheat me…”
“Ye’er, look up.”
“She clearly said, she loved me… Several times, I told her, we couldn’t be together. It was her. She begged me, she said she loved me, said nothing else mattered. I really liked her, liked her a lot, but why…”
Feng Yeran finally lifted his head. Sure enough, his face was full of messy snot and tears, so miserable. “Why does everyone around me leave me? I loved my mum so much, but all she could see was that bastard Feng Mu, and she died just like that… I… thought Feng Mu… finally looked at me, but I was wrong. He said he wanted to sever ties with me. I loved Xiao Xuan so much, and I thought we were in love, but she lied to me and married my brother… and now they’re conspiring to cheat me for information. Not only that, but also framing me…”
Feng Hua hurriedly wiped his tears, and held him in his arms as if comforting a baby, soothing his back again and again. “It doesn’t matter. You still have me by your side. I won’t leave you.”Xiao Zhijie turned over the form in his hand and asked, Why didn’t you fill in this column? Don’t you have anything you’re afraid of? For example, bugs, nightmares, or ghosts.
Feng Hua thought for a while. I’m afraid that Ye’er will leave me.
Xiao Zhijie: What else?
This time, Feng Hua thought for a longer time, then slowly said, I’m afraid of myself.He propped himself up above Feng Yeran and gazed at him with a smile. "Ye'er, did you think I was going to kiss you?"
Feng Yeran opened his watery eyes blankly.
Feng Hua was so close to him that the tip of his nose gently rubbed against Feng Yeran's. He said with doubt, "With such a fast heartbeat, do you really not like me?"
His lips slid over Feng Yeran's cheek, tickling, his voice raspy. "Say, just admit it, will you?"Feng Yeran suddenly stood up, the table making a sharp sound as it scraped against the floor. He slapped his palm on the table, his whole body shaking slightly and his cheeks red. He was obviously angry. “It doesn’t matter who told me. What matters is that you have to go live there anyway, you have to be examined and treated. If you don’t listen, I won’t care about you anymore!”
Feng Hua stared at Feng Yeran for a long time before he silently lowered his eyes and sat feebly on the chair, his voice extremely soft. “Okay, as long as you… don’t leave me, I’ll do as I’m told. I’ll go.”He was holding his phone, his fingers shaking.
He began to edit a text message, again and again, writing and deleting, deleting and writing.
“Don’t go to his house! That man doesn’t mean well!”
“Why don’t you want to see me?”
“It’s been eight days… Ye’er, you know I can’t leave you!”
“Ye’er, do you know how much I miss you, how worried I am? I’m anxious, I’m going crazy!”
“Why don’t you want to see me? Do you want to give up on me?”
“But I miss you… why… why do I love you so much and suffer so much…”
“You don’t want to see me because you suspect I’m the murderer? Because you suspect I killed your woman? But it wasn’t me! It wasn’t me! Why don’t you believe me!”
“If it’s true—”
He deleted it all.Struck on the forehead by the heavy metal box, not only was the man not knocked down, but his soft voice suddenly became terrifying, his body contorted, and the left side of his face blocked by his curls twisted. “What is Feng Hua like in your mind? An obedient experiment? A mindless little baby? A puppet who can’t get angry or resist? You don’t know me at all. Just because you can’t accept my horrible side, you deny my existence? I’m telling you, I can’t be any realer now! Do you know how many times I’ve put up with it when I was growing up? How many times I’ve hidden it? I told you it was okay when I was so scared, I had to accept it when I hated it so much because you asked me to accept it, I had to pretend it didn’t matter when I was in so much pain! I like you so much, but I have to put up with you leaving me again and again, I have to put up with it! I’ve had enough! I’ve had enough!“At this moment, he was no longer a terrifying monster. He was just a fragile and lonely child having a nightmare.”Feng Hua interrupted Qin Xihe. “Whether it’s a defence or protection for myself, I’m not interested. What I’m worried about is that I might not be able to control myself and I’ll hurt Ye’er! I…”
Qin Xihe waited for him to continue.
“I desire him intensely, want him to belong only to me, and can’t stand him being close to anyone else. I’m afraid he’ll leave me… If he leaves me, even for just a month, I think I’ll go completely mad. I…”Looking at his smile, the gloom on Feng Hua’s face instantly disappeared.
He took the fruit and gave Feng Yeran a bear hug. Feng Yeran’s body was icy. Being wrapped in a warm embrace, he felt especially comfortable.
“Haha, what’s the matter?” Feng Yeran asked.
“Nothing. I just suddenly feel that this is enough.”
“Eating mangoes and pineapples is enough?”
“Yeah.”“When I was alone, no matter where I was, I felt that everything seemed to be black and white, tasteless, monotonous, and that everything had lost its meaning. Sometimes, I felt that, perhaps, my existence was, in itself, a mistake. But now…”
Something flickered in Feng Hua’s blue eyes. “I feel that everything and every moment has a meaning. When I was alone, I didn’t want to wash the dishes, but now, I find washing the dishes great, especially when I see you holding my washed bowls and using my washed chopsticks. When I was alone, I wasn’t interested in cooking at all, but now, I want to work hard to learn to cook and strive to do better. Just thinking about you eating my cooked food and your cells being moulded and renewed by me makes me very excited. When I was alone, I hated doing nothing and was afraid to fall asleep because I always had nightmares and always saw strange visions… but I like doing nothing next to you and I like sleeping next to you. Now, I no longer see those visions or have nightmares. Everything is so wonderful. Even peeling an orange for you, or just looking at you, makes me feel very happy…”
“…”
“I used to hate being imprisoned. I didn’t want to hear people say I was sick. But, if being sick allows me to be with you every day like this, I’d rather be sick all my life.”His fingers felt Feng Hua’s hair and warm skin, and he murmured.
He had thought countless times.
If only they were both just ordinary people.
If only they hadn’t had all those complications before.
If he was healthy.
If only Feng Hua was also healthy and happy!
If only Feng Hua only loved him as a father, or if he could really fall in love with Feng Hua!
Then, he wouldn’t have to force himself to forget all those terrible things, Feng Hua wouldn’t be sick, and they wouldn’t suffer so much and hurt each other. They surely would’ve been able to spend every day plainly but happily. Life was just too short, too precious. He simply couldn’t stand wasting time on those irrelevant things.Feng Yeran clutched his head, his back against the wall. His boundless fear gradually turned into anger. He roared, without regard to the consequences, “Get out! Get out! You monster!!”
Feng Hua’s entire body shook violently, and then, an exaggerated laugh resurfaced. “Hahahaha! So, you want to drive me away again?! Do you want to leave me again?? You know I only have you! You know I can’t leave you at all—”Feng Hua didn’t turn his head to look at him. His soft voice seemed very clear in the empty corridor. “Ye’er, why do you want my offspring? Because you want to get my children, and then, replace me? You want a replica of me? So that when I’m worthless, you can throw me away?”Facing Feng Yeran, he stepped back step by step, the smile on his face becoming more and more gloomy. “But, what if I’m the only experiment left in the entire institute?”
Feng Yeran yelled, “Stop!!”
But it was too late.
Feng Hua stepped back step by step, almost pleasantly, and slowly opened his arms.
He was dressed all in white, like a wounded angel slowly spreading his wings.
However, his actions were devastating.“Unless you love me,” Feng Hua whispered.
The rain drizzled diagonally, dripping as it slid down the bus.
The bus drove on for a while longer before Feng Hua spoke again, a light laugh in his voice, “Or, kill me.”“Is that so.” Feng Hua wrapped his arms around Feng Yeran’s waist and looked up at him. “Say it again.”
“…I… I love you, Feng Hua.”
“Say it again.”
“I love you.”
Feng Hua smiled, but it was like crying.“Do you understand how cruel it is to make me forget you? That’s worse than death… Ye’er, don’t you understand? You’re the whole meaning of my life!”“But the cold is also one of the things I want to experience.
Besides the cold, there’s warmth, coolness, boiling heat…
How many more sunrises and sunsets can I watch?”“I dreamed that I was standing on the highest place in the world when I suddenly found that the whole world was burning and that all of humanity had become charred bodies. I woke up in the dream to Feng Hua holding me. Once again, he showed me open fields, broke through the clouds and took me to see the whole world. I thought of his dream. He had always said that he wanted to ride the air tour ship around the whole world with me.”Feng Yeran’s voice was soft. “Feng Hua, why don’t you believe that I love you?”
“I believe it… I believe it!” Large drops of hot liquid fell on Feng Yeran’s face and neck.
“No… you don’t. The person who’s stopping me from loving you… isn’t that… you yourself?”
“Me? I…”
…Dong…
“Feng Hua… you’re such a… silly child… silly child… silly child… you clearly… know… I just want… you to be happy… hap…py…”“Feng Hua grabbed Feng Yeran’s hand and left quickly. Feng Yeran laughed and unexpectedly pulled Feng Hua into a run.
They went through the garden, staggered along muddy roads and mossy roads, and startled a flock of birds. Feng Hua picked up Feng Yeran, went through the dew-covered jungle, and crossed over the gurgling stream…
They didn’t speak, just laughed from time to time.
They had no idea where they were going, no idea why they were doing it. They just kept running and moving forward, as if in that way, they could reach the end of the earth with only the two of them.
Their hands holding each other were wet with sweat, so hot, and they gazed into each other’s eyes from time to time, like stars in the sky, bright and shining, and like flames, burning with instinct.
In the forest, fireflies were flying, bright mist was pouring over the grass, and flowers were swaying.
It was fragrant.
Fragrant dew fell from the leaves.
Feng Hua lowered his head and kissed Feng Yeran’s lips”“Feng Hua, I love you.”“A monster who craved love yet never got it.”“The white shadow inside Feng Hua’s head was Feng Yeran’s will.
It guided Feng Hua to clean up one broken world after another, just as Feng Yeran had taken Feng Hua to build a house when he was a child, from the walls, to the roof, to

泾渭情殇
CLEAR AND MUDDY LOSS OF LOVE
BY 请君莫笑

I AM STILL CURRENTLY READING JWQS, SO QUOTES WILL BE ADDED AS I PROGRESS!

• QI YAN

• NANGONG JINGNU

• QIJING

• MISCELLANEOUS

QI YAN QUOTES

"Xiao-die, wait for gege." Qi Yan muttered to herself.
When the Wei kingdom falls into chaos, when the smoke of war rises all around, when the Wei kingdom's imperial family pays for blood with their blood; jiejie will come and accompany you.
On this road of revenge, Qi Yan had never thought to survive wholly.“Those sobs were utterly suppressed, as if it must never be heard by others.
She should have cried out like this much earlier. The Prince of the grass plains, Qiyan Agula, was not actually tough. If she wasn't hanging onto one breath for the sake of revenge, she would not have the courage to live alone to this day.
But Qi Yan needed to be tough. After the palace exam, once she was in the court, she would not be allowed to lose her composure like this ever again.
As she cried and cried, Qi Yan fell blearily asleep...”“This incident had also reminded her that what she was planning to do was as impossible as ascending to the skies.
But she was not just going to reach the skies; she will stab this sky full of holes and throw it down to the crumbling earth!”“However, in the near future, she would definitely die by my own hands.”“Qi Yan took a deep breath, then she raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were forced out. Seeing the blood on her palm, the nature of royalty from the grass plains that she had forcefully suppressed erupted!”“She had fallen for the daughter of her enemy. With the identity of a woman, she had fallen for another woman.”“It was just a shame that life would never allow any 'what ifs'. Her experiences did not allow her to imagine things.”“Qi Yan mocked herself secretly: the one who caused the deepest harm to Nangong Jingnu was herself, and the one who hoped for her to live on was also herself…
Which of them was her true self?”"But as a woman, how could she ever have the face to tell Nangong Jingnu: to be able to marry you, was the most wonderful thing that had happened to me ever since I came to the Wei kingdom?""In Qi Yan’s memories: in all of these years that she was with Nangong Jingnu, unless she was not in the capital city, or if she was at a place where she could not hurry to… Whenever she was sick or injured, no matter if it was premeditated or real, she would always see her once she opened her eyes.
But this time… was different. She did not come…
Perhaps, she would never come again.
Perhaps, this Cold Palace would become a cage that would imprison her for the rest of her life, one that she could not leave until her death."“She would rather be imprisoned by Nangong Jingnu, to be tormented by her, than to ever see her wear a red dress for someone else…”Qi Yan grabbed Nangong Jingnu’s arm. The frame of her eyes felt somewhat hot: “I still have a lot of things I want to tell you, you can’t go.”But Qi Yan misunderstood. She thought that Nangong Jingnu did not want to hear her words from the heart, hence she cut in anxiously: “Promise me, don’t ever push me away again! Or… Just kill me, don’t torment me so cruelly like this… Mmph.

NANGONG JINGNU

"The Emperor was not allowed to display weaknesses before others. But the Emperor was also human. She had emotions, and she could cry too."“Nangong Jingnu had been licking her wounds by herself for the past few days. Qi Yan’s words had hurt her heart, but she was very clear about one thing: Qi Yan was her person. She was… Even if she was a woman, she was still someone that Nangong Jingnu was unwilling to let go of.”“It was simply because Nangong Jingnu’s smile was like a breath of spring; a sight too beautiful to be absorbed all at once.”“Nangong Jingnu gave a quiet cough, then she put away her smile. But a tender and soft look still flowed in the bottom of her eyes.
Qi Yan was such a magical presence in Nangong Jingnu’s heart. Reasonably, anyone who infuriated the Emperor would usually come to no good end.
But Qi Yan was different. She hurt Nangong Jingnu’s heart with just a few sentences, but the female Emperor did not hold a grudge. She was even humored into an open smile by a short letter from her.”“This road was too long… Nangong Jingnu hoped that someone could accompany her down this road, and this person… Could only be Qi Yan.”“We shall go our separate ways, as it is the best for the both of us. I will have no connection to you ever again, we shall not meet again in life or in death.”Does Qi Yan not deserve to die?
She deserves to die!
Nangong Jingnu: “You deserve to die! I’ll tear your corpse into a thousand pieces!” Nangong Jingnu sprang up suddenly and roared to the air.Nangong Jingnu: “I wish I could just carve a piece of flesh from your body every day!”
Qi Yan licked the beads of blood on her lip that was bitten open, then she answered weakly: “Suit yourself.”
Nangong Jingnu gripped Qi Yan’s throat. She watched her face turn a swollen red before she let go, then she said coldly: “I… will use priceless treasures and the rarest ingredients just to keep you hanging onto one breath. As long as you’re alive… the debt between you and I can’t ever be settled!”Nangong Jingnu muttered: “Why did you come back… Why did you have to come back.”
Qi Yan’s stubborn gaze when she was whipped flashed before Nangong Jingnu’s eyes, and her heart jerked in pain once again. Since you hated me so much… why did you still come back?Nangong Jingnu said in a nearly inaudible voice: “If I wasn’t a Princess of the Wei kingdom, and you weren’t a Prince of the Jing kingdom, would we be different?”
Nangong Jingnu: “But if so… Would you and I have still met each other?”
She brushed her teeth over her bottom lip, leaving two white marks: “You appeared in my life because of the grudge between our kingdoms and families, and nearly ten years have swung by. You have released your grudge over the decade, but what about me? You… Why do you have to be so cruel towards me? That you wouldn’t even give me a bit of time? I was willing to take the sinful name of being disloyal and unfilial just to let you leave… Why did you have to come back?”

QIJING

“The blame could only be placed on the trickery of fate: your Highness, before things are done, just let us become friends then.”“Your Highness, before I kill you with my own hands, I will treat you with sincerity too.”“She knew that it wasn't very good to think this way, but sometimes, Qi Yan was really more beautiful than women.”“The Zhenzhen Highness, before Agula takes your life, I will surely do everything that I can to let you live happily...”“If one day, in a thousand misfortunes; you learned about my identity, please let it be swift.
If you do not die in my hands, you will definitely find a true man to share a lifetime with you.”“Qi Yan's heart weighed heavily in her chest. Nangong Jingnu was the last person that she wanted to see whenever she committed evil', but she just had to be the first person to appear before her every single time.”“She had fallen for the daughter of her enemy. With the identity of a woman, she had fallen for another woman.”“When it came down to it… Wasn’t it all for her sake? All of everything, had been done for her sake.”“We shall go our separate ways, as it is the best for the both of us. I will have no connection to you ever again, we shall not meet again in life or in death.”"The sound of rolling wheels could be heard, and the horse carriage started to sway slightly. Qi Yan supported her forehead with her hand, while her slender fingers pressed on both ends of her brows. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
Ten long years had passed in an instant, like a dream from yesterday.
Ten years had gone in a snap. Henceforth, to our separate ways.
Even if there were still thousands of words to say, all I could give you was one sentence: take care.
Do you remember?
I had once worn a groom’s robe to kneel before you, requesting for your hand in marriage?"Suddenly, Qi Yan seemed to have thought of something. She bit Nangong Jingnu’s lip, then she pretended to be vicious as she said: “For this life and this world, you’re not allowed to have anyone else ever again!”
Nangong Jingnu comprehended it instantly. She hooked an arm around Qi Yan’s neck and grabbed the cloth before Qi Yan’s chest with her other hand, then she answered just as domineeringly: “You can forget about marrying anyone else too!”"Qi Yan gave a brilliant smile. She landed a kiss on the corner of Nangong Jingnu’s lips like a dragonfly tapping the surface of the water, then she mouthed over her slender neck."Qi Yan wrapped her arms around Nangong Jingnu’s neck. She responded energetically with her lips and tongue, then she hooked her slender leg on Nangong Jingnu’s waist: “Respectfully inviting your Majesty to enjoy.”

MISCELLANEOUS

“Gongyang Huai hurried to the examination site before the sky turned bright.
Although he had been grounded for the past few months, he was always thinking about Qi Yan.”

余污
Yuwu
BY 肉包不吃肉

• MO XI

• GU MANG

• XIMANG

• LU ZHANXING

• MURONG LIAN

• MURONG CHUYI

• YUE CHENQING

• MISCELLANEOUS

MO XI QUOTES

“He had once believed that he understood Gu Mang well. He had once believed he knew Gu Mang better than anyone else. He used to be so stupid, holding Gu Mang in his heart, treating him as the most precious person in his life.”“Ever since long ago, as long as it had something to do with Gu Mang, Mo Xi would lose control, become easily enraged, become reckless and impatient—even to the point of losing his composure and all of his rationality.”“What he did was only because of a blazing and overwhelming desire and deep, undisguised love.”“After so long...... he really….. he really only wanted to ask one question: Gu Mang, when you left Chonghua, left.... me, did you ever regret it, even the slightest bit?”“It was you who made me believe...."
Believe that, on earth, there was friendship that didn't care about anything else, that there would be someone who treated another person well regardless of whether it would be reciprocated.“There was nothing left; all that remained were these lotus tattoos on their neck, proof of those things that had happened in their past, proof of how stupid, how unreserved, how fearless and without hesitation his sincerity used to be. Proof of the youth who didn't know the trap that was love. So stupid that he wanted dig out his heart and offer it to him. So stupid that he believed all of those promises could come true. So stupid...... so stupid that even now, he would still feel pain.”“Especially since all that Mo Xi had ever wanted was only a single look back.”Why couldn't he have even this slightest bit of relief. He had been deceived, abandoned, and betrayed.
"I like you" was a lie, "I'm willing" was a lie, "I won't leave you" was a lie.“But on that day, he became Xihe-jun. He was no longer merely the young Mo-gongzi controlled by his uncle. He finally had the courage to promise a future to his beloved, as if he had hoarded savings for so long and finally could afford to buy an acceptable treasure, carefully and cautiously offering it to the one he loved, wholeheartedly delighted, hoping he would accept it. He wanted to dig out his entire heart, wanted to make all of the oaths in the world, just in exchange for Gu Mang's one word of recognition. ”“Okay. I will give it to you."
I will give it to you.
I will give you a home.
This is the first time you asked anything from me. Even if it's a joke, even if it's nonsense, I will take it seriously.“Perhaps from the beginning, they had never been holding hands, and he was just imagining his love being reciprocated, wishfully grabbing onto Gu Mang's fingers, forcefully begging him and not letting him leave.”“Remembering his evil, but unable to forget his kindness. You hate that he isn't dead, but when you really see blood, your heart finds it hard to take.”“He only had one person’s shoulders, but he had to carry the weight of two people’s memories.”“Fine, I understand." Mo Xi's lashes lowered, softly jeering, "In the past, in the present, in the future, no matter when, no matter if he did right or wrong, no matter if he's alive or dead, I still.....I still....."
I still lose to him.“I've lingered in this hell, living a life worse than death, for seven years―when you staked everything for them, did you think of me?”“I......I've hurt you before?"
Mo Xi tilted his head, softly whispering right into his ear: "You nearly killed me."
Just because, back then, I loved you more than I feared death.“His father died early, Mengze was seriously ill, Gu Mang would never recover.....Was he fated to be alone?”“I saw Papa! I saw him!" He sobbed loudly. As he cried his voice broke, throwing himself into his uncle's arms to bawl, "I saw him....why did he leave? Why did he leave? Why doesn't he want me anymore!" The seven year old child shouted himself hoarse, each cry more mournful than the last, his tears trickling over his entire face.
In the end, his lips were trembling as they murmured only that last phrase: "Why doesn't he want me anymore......”“So Mo Xi couldn't understand.
He couldn't understand why they could wrap around each other, when he clearly didn't love him back.
Why they could mess around in bed, when he clearly didn't plan on spending a lifetime with him.”“One blink meant one less glance, so he sent Gu Mang off with his eyes like this, tears finally flowing down his cheeks—he had always known Gu Mang defecting was painful, but knowing in his heart and seeing with eyes were not the same at all.”“At least let him accompany Gu Mang to the end of this path, at least let him stay with him for a little while longer.”“The only thing he was afraid of was Gu Mang’s indifference.”“I could hold your hands with a heart full of sincerity, gaze at your face with only love, look at how every inch of you had sunshine lingering in it.
Mo Xi's eyes slowly closed.
Gu Mang, if your eyes were still black..... how nice would that be.”“I hate your betrayal and your change. You didn't just abandon me, you abandoned your brothers, your dream, your fathomless glory.”“Mo Xi's heart was soft. He was honorable, looking as if he was ruthless and cold, and yet Gu Mang knew he was kinder than anyone else. But this kindness was like the help he gave those academy slaves, easily becoming the weapons others could use to scheme against him.”Mo Xi nudged against Gu Mang's forehead, his voice low. "As long as you call for me, I will immediately come to your side. Will you remember that?”“With the danger of his core shattering, he stubbornly found the truth of Gu Mang's defection. He brought Gu Mang ashore, listened to Gu Mang's suffering, understood Gu Mang's heartbreak, and promised him that whatever happened next, he would bear it together with Gu Mang.
The only thing he didn't do was show Gu Mang his own wounds.
The only thing he didn't do was tell Gu Mang that, as it turned out, their lifetime had stopped being whole a long time ago. Those ten years of life had long since become, without anyone knowing, an oath to protect Gu Mang's remaining subordinates.”“He held back the tears of happiness that threatened to slip out; he looked up, thinking that he couldn't let the soldiers see and laugh. But when he walked to where Gu Mang was standing on the Command Platform, through the tide of people that parted for him, he knew he still ended up crying.
He could never be solemn or cold anymore. He would hurt, he would feel sadness, he would be happy; he would have all of the emotions belonging to a person of flesh and blood.”“His Gu Mang-gege would never turn back to look at him, smile brashly at him, or get vacantly upset with him.”“Now, the backbone had broken where no one else could see. He hurt very much, it was very hard for him to keep going. But everyone in the nation could only see Mo Xi's strength, and forgot that he was a living person of flesh and blood. He had just lost his most important person, but the only place that allowed Mo Xi to catch his breath, as a human being, to mourn, to yearn, to embrace someone else’s scent, was just this small and lonely room. That was his home with his Gu Mang-gege.”Mo Xi wanted to say something, but he had truly been tormented by the weight of too many emotions. He managed to endure it up to this point and finally wasn't able to resist at all anymore; he almost broke down in grief, asking, "So, when you returned to the city, missing two mortal souls, without your mind..... I always thought that it was people from the Liao Kingdom who hurt you, that it was people from the Liao Kingdom who gouged out your souls...... but, actually...... actually....."
His tears streamed down, he seemed like an abandoned dog, looking miserable as he gazed at Gu Mang through scarlet eyes.
He laughed almost crazily as he looked up, "But actually, it was me?!"
"....." Gu Mang closed his eyes.
"This is my fate?""What exactly do all of you take me for?! What do the heavens take me for?! You can see the future, you've dreamed prophetic dreams, then have you ever dreamt of how I felt after you died with the demon beast and left?! I couldn't cry, I couldn't disrupt the troops, I couldn't mourn, I couldn't even recover your body!" Mo Xi sobbed, he took hold of Gu Mang's hand and pressed it to his chest, "Gu Mang! I'm a living person, too, did you ever foresee how I felt......."“He could only walk over and embrace the Mo Xi who had come from the battlefields six years later, the Mo Xi who had already lost his Gu Mang-gege.”

GU MANG QUOTES

“The one like fire was named Gu Mang. He was warm by nature and full of smiles, a perfect gentleman to women. If he had to pay with a sack of army salary for every maiden he kissed, he might’ve long since had to empty out everything he owned.”“As long as he was on the battlefield, it wouldn’t seem so completely cold and bloody—that there could be laughter and sweetness as well.”“— He wanted someone to accompany him, even if they wanted his life, even if they blamed him, he hoped for someone to come stay with him.”“He loved him so much, missed him so much, he missed him in the barracks, he missed him in battle. In the depths of his shattered memories, he loved him, thought of him, missed him.”“He had once been titled Chonghua's 'Beast of the Altar', yet now he was truly being fucked like a beast, begging for men to thrust in, to be invaded, to be viciously filled up.”“Clearly, he was a flame that wanted to warm the world, but was trampled again and again, stamped out, ground into ash.”“Turns out.... that was not a traitor’s retreating back.
But a hero's farewell.”“Perhaps because the one he loved the most all his life was right at his side, but he was about to forget him; at this moment, in the pain, Gu Mang suddenly felt a dissatisfaction and weakness he had never felt before.”“Gu Mang said: "You've sure improved their meals; back then, if I wanted to get them a meal with meat, I'd have to beg and grovel so many times, or sell my body to coax the pretty widow running the village tavern." Mo Xi ladled a bowlful of soup, handed it to him, and said: "You've already done enough for them. In the future, you don't need to sell yourself to pretty widows anymore. If you really want to sell, then sell yourself to me.”“After a long time, Gu Mang heard him murmur with a sigh: "....... Ridiculous...... Am I..... really not your equal....." Am I really not your equal. These words echoed in Gu Mang's ears without fading, echoing for almost his entire walk.”“Actually, he wasn't sleeping at all. Every night when Mo Xi came to see him, he was awake.
It was just that he didn't know how to accept it, he didn't know how to face it.
He was unafraid of anything, except for farewell.”“Do you think that only you alone were enduring torment, with suffering you couldn't speak of? While you were in hell, he was stuck in his circumstances enduring life worse than death just the same. The difference was, at least you went into hell knowing why, while he was stuck in absolute blindness. All of you lied to him, made choices for him, and cared nothing for his true feelings. Oh, Gu Mang....."
The black-clothed man's voice sounded like his mouth had been filled with poison.
"You were the one who forced him."
Gu Mang cowered in the depths of the canopy as if he'd been stung by something venomous, his face white as paper.
"It was you who refused to tell him anything and blinded his eyes. It was you who feared that his asking you to stay would shake your resolve, so you selfishly sent him to the frontier—yes, you dealt with it cleanly, but you didn't even give him the chance to say a proper goodbye!"
"No..... no....." Gu Mang clutched at his head, curling up in the depths of the bedding, "No.....”Gu Mang cocked his head slightly, each word grinding out from between his teeth, "My army, my brothers, my reputation, my memories..... I have nothing left, I concealed myself for eight years and became something neither human nor demon.... and you? The peaceful world you promised me, did you achieve it? The equal world you promised me, have you made it come true?”“I'll take you home.
Along with those seventy-thousand dead souls.
Along with the peace of the world.
As long as you're willing to believe in me again, I, Gu Mang, no matter if it's in life or death, I will deliver on my promise. I will be worthy of you calling me General Gu.
I'll take you home.”“Once, he'd had an excessively beautiful dream; despite knowing how hazy and unknown his future was, he still hoped he could share a lifetime with his own little shidi. Just like how they'd talked about in the past, half-jokingly; they'd have a home together, raise a couple cats or dogs, and plant a peach tree in the courtyard—they’d shed their armour and return to the fields together, grow old together, and die together.”“He saw the despair that once kept him from sleep, saw the hatred that caused him never-ending guilt, but this time, he finally no longer had to hurt for them.
He could finally protect them.”It was just that he'd fallen in love, gotten attached, missed a step, and let down the love of his life.
"Mo Xi." Gu Mang murmured silently, toward the distant Mo Xi.“Gu Mang turned. He started smiling, too. I'll take you home, I'll bring you ashore, not because this piece of land is great, but because I've always believed that good will always replace the bad, the new will always replace the old, just like how the black of night will always return to the past, and the dawn of morning will always come. After all, there are too many seeds and hopes in the world.”“In those crowds, he saw Lu Zhanxing, the young Mo Xi, his youthful self, and everyone that had died at Phoenix Cry Mountain, those unremarkable names that no one would remember and he'd never dared to forget.
Ten thousand leagues of the nation bought with ten thousand blood.
Today, I've finally..... brought you home.
I can finally..... return to your midst.
Gu Mang closed his eyes, falling down from the back of the golden-winged snow pegasus, the blue-gold ribbon fluttering in his hair. He slowly relaxed, tumbling into the great Fushui River in the sounds of joyful shouting that hadn't yet stopped.
How nice.
As if he'd never lost in his life, and was taking off his armour and returning in victory.
All the suffering had faded away....”“He could endure, to look at his Mo-shidi with a clear head for a little while longer—he knew that this lifetime of his could only be described as selfless when referring to himself. Toward Mo Xi, he had always been selfish. He offered up all of his passion, his life, and even his souls to the equal world he yearned for, and what he left for Mo Xi in the end was all wounds and separation. Perhaps, only in this moment could the him of six years ago who was about to forget, and the Mo Xi of six years later who was about to leave, have the sincerity and peace they'd wished for all their lives.”"Mo Xi, I saw them again, I didn't expect that I could see them again at the end, I......"
Mo Xi could hear the tremble in Gu Mang's voice. He turned back; Gu Mang looked down, but the rims of his eyes were red.
"I'm very happy."

XIMANG QUOTES

“They were enemies, separated by a chasm of accumulated hatred only death could resolve. But before this, before they’d parted ways—These two youths had also once been passionately entangled before. Until love and desire had entwined. Until they were loath to separate.”“It was you who made me believe...."
Believe that, on earth, there was friendship that didn't care about anything else, that there would be someone who treated another person well regardless of whether it would be reciprocated.“You... wait for me....?" Gu Mang said blankly.
“Yes, I'll wait for you. No matter what, I'll wait for you. No matter how long, I will keep waiting.”“Okay. I will give it to you."
I will give it to you.
I will give you a home.
This is the first time you asked anything from me. Even if it's a joke, even if it's nonsense, I will take it seriously.“Remembering his evil, but unable to forget his kindness. You hate that he isn't dead, but when you really see blood, your heart finds it hard to take.”Gu Mang asked, lost, "What's hate?"
"Look into my eyes. I hate that I can't drink your blood, flay your skin, torture you with my own hands until you're wishing for death, and make you hurt to the point of no longer wanting to be alive." Mo Xi's gaze was cold, staring at him as he enunciated each word. "This is hate."
Gu Mang really did look into his eyes. They were very close, with eyes staring into eyes, breaths lingering in breaths.
Mo Xi vaguely felt there was something inappropriate and was about to push him away, but he heard Gu Mang speak.
"But....you look like you're in pain.....like it really hurts."
"Hating me, it hurts you?”Jiang Yexue's voice was very warm and low: "When you were trapped, he would throw away his life to rescue you. When you were unconscious from your wounds, he would stay at your bedside from day to night, guarding you. When you received any honors or awards, he would be happier for you than any of his own achievements. When you made jokes....he's such a serious person, he would always sit between the other soldiers, but watching you, watching you talk in delight, he would laugh first."
"But you've forgotten all of this.”Mo Xi rasped, "Just this one night. Save it for me."
Gu Mang sighed. "You can't just say things like that, you have a longer road to walk in the future. You need to be mindful of your purity.”
"Am I still pure?"Mo Xi clenched his jaw, silently enduring the way his eyes were wet, hoarsely and obstinately continuing: "I've long lost my purity, nor do I care about my purity. You can't chase me away.”
“I just want you to be okay." Mo Xi's chin was pressed against the top of Gu Mang's head, tightly holding the person in his embrace, hoarsely saying, "If you have any sadness in your heart, any grievance, can you tell me? Let me carry the burden with you?”“Mo Xi held the Gu Mang of eight years ago like he was embracing a lost soul that finally came home.”“Gu Mang." Mo Xi looked at him through dark eyes, heartbroken, hoarsely speaking, "To you, I'm sincere.”“The thought of how this person was still on the earth, but they could never return to the past, deep emotion had decayed, their shared path became two different roads, his beloved becoming his enemy—that was suffering that brought agony with each breath.”Mottled with blood, he held him. Clearly, he'd borne such heavy injury too, but still he protected him. He pressed his chin to the top of Gu Mang's head, the rims of his eyes red and wet, but still he smiled lightly and tried to coax.
“You have to slowly, slowly.... use the rest of your life to take care of this home with me.”At this point, Gu Mang paused and smiled, "But you just said we'd defeat the Liao Kingdom—you're this certain that we can win?" Mo Xi looked up, his gaze calm and gentle.
"With you, we can win everything."“Gu Mang turned, his blue eyes reflecting the firelight in the distance. He looked at him for a while. And then, Gu Mang suddenly reached out to loop his arms around Mo Xi’s shoulders, giving him a tight hug— That hug encapsulated many things; there was love, intimacy, comfort, and encouragement.... it contained all of the brilliant faith Gu Mang had given Mo Xi in the past. This embrace was so natural, as if there had never been those miserable and hopeless years of spying in between.”“In life or death, I'll love you forever, you'll always make me proud.”"You will die together with the Demonblood Beast, and from then on, be forever separated from the wheel of reincarnation, never to return to the world."He looked down at the surging blood that rushed past. In the end, he let go of the used reversal stone and said quietly, "Shixiong, I will choose the same path you did."
"Wait for me, I'm coming after you.""Mo Xi, we're home."
The war has finally ended, everything is over.
Let's go home.
We've come home.Mo Xi's mind shuddered; he lowered his lashes, and Gu Mang reached out to embrace him. "It's okay, everything's over."
It's all over. You endured too much suffering, went through too much unexpected torment.
Now, all of it is over.
Mo Xi still held him tightly; the mist and fog on the river was hazy, they couldn't see anything clearly. The only thing that was real was the person in front of him; he could touch him, he could stay at his side.
Mo Xi choked out, "You're still alive....."
Gu Mang let go of him, patting him on the shoulder and grimacing, "Still alive, but once this ship reaches the end, it'll be time to go."

LU ZHANXING QUOTES

“This was the end for the pair of childhood brothers.”“With that sound of separation, they became yin and yang, strangers on their paths.”“Before the battle at Phoenix Cry Mountain, I was tossing dice with you. We hadn't finished ten rounds before I had to leave. At the time, we promised to keep playing after we returned victorious." The other person spoke, taking out two wooden dice from the qiankun pouch. "We can't have victory anymore. But I brought the dice.”“Turns out, at the autumn execution, when the blade fell and separated the two of them, it didn't just take away Gu Mang's last comrade. When that executioner’s blade fell, what it took was also Gu Mang's only family. Just sworn, so recently gained, to the point where he could only call him that a few times— In all the world, his only.... Dage.”

MURONG LIAN QUOTES

“In that music made by the most precious instruments, Murong Lian was mourning his butterflies and his flowers. He was giving them a burial, again and again.
In the end, Murong Lian still ended up twisted.”

MISCELLANEOUS QUOTES

“Yes, they had a home; it didn't need to be some building or tower, a pavilion or courtyard, it was being together with these people they'd once protected, those who protected them in return
Turns out, they had a home from the first day they enlisted.
Now, whether it was General Gu, General Mo, or Murong Lian who wore an expression of complete impatience but had absolutely no plans to leave—
They had all come home.”Gu Mang grinned at Murong Lian, batting his eyelashes. "Lian-di."
"....." Murong Lian was suddenly furious, tossing the blue and gold hero's ribbon at Gu Mang's forehead and turning with a sweep of his sleeves, cursing as he left."Hua Po'an....." Chen Tang stared at him, rasping, "You planned this for so long, used me for so long...... throughout all these years, I ask you—have you ever, even momentarily, thought of turning back, or felt regret?"“Why did the one who died end up being Chen Tang? The only person he wanted to keep actually died with the demon beast, to save those useless things that he wished to cut down like weeds?”“Within the hall of Great Liao, in the golden bed canopy, when facing the person he'd lost and regained, the man who'd died and been resurrected, countless ideas surged up into Hua Po'an’s mind. But in the end, what he did was something that he himself hadn't even expected. He actually put everything behind him; every type of curse and all of the malice stopped in his throat. In the end, with his mouth trembling slightly, he bent down to kiss him.”“In the current capital, Wangshu Manor still existed, while Xihe Manor had been turned into a house of mercy on housekeeper Li Wei's orders, used to give shelter to poor and homeless people before they managed to make a living. Li Wei said, if Xihe-jun were still alive, he would probably be glad to see this happen.”“A gale of laughter and noise drifted out of the courtyard. They finally had a home, a family, and somewhere to stay. They could stand guard over this peace that didn't come easily, watch spring come and flowers bloom, see winter's arrival and the fall of snow.
The many years to come, would all be like today.
There was peace that spanned from Jiangnan to Mobei, where fishing boats and camel caravans returned full in the moonlight. ”

MURONG CHUYI QUOTES

“He didn’t know Murong Chuyi too well, but at least he could tell that Murong Chuyi also badly wanted to know what having a “home” felt like.”“You've already done very well, Yue Chenqing." Murong Chuyi's voice was as faint as smoke, echoing in the aftermath within Huntian Cave. "Unfortunately, your Fourth Uncle never properly kept you company, taught you, or took good care of you.”“But this time, after being freed of the black magic curse Jiang Yexue put on him, Murong Chuyi didn't have to worry that getting close to someone would infect them with demonic qi anymore. He could finally do as Yue Chenqing once yearned for; he could look down, softly and with a smile, raising a hand glowing with white light, and gently putting it over Yue Chenqing's head.”It was Fourth Uncle.
He’d never been Greed, Wrath, Ignorance, he was Virtue, Mind, Wisdom.
That gentle person, that lenient person, the person who always endured and kept his conscience clear even when forced into desperation..... it was all his Fourth Uncle, Murong Chuyi.....
"Fourth Uncle....... Fourth Uncle......"
Yue Chenqing sobbed as if shattered, he trapped himself in this little artificer room. The water clock inside was still quietly and soundlessly dripping. The ink on the inkstone hadn't been washed away, a brush was still placed beside the white paper.
As if Murong Chuyi had gone out for something, in a rush.
Inanimate objects had no heart; the mechanisms and diagrams that filled this room had no idea that their owner was never coming back.

YUE CHENQING QUOTES

He stared at Jiang Yexue, an anguished and furious howl coming from his throat. "You..... lied to me...... YOU LIED TO ME!!!”But his xiaojiujiu was no longer here.
Only he could continue Murong Chuyi's gentleness in this turbulent world.
"Fourth Uncle, I might not have done well enough, but......" He looked up at the starry night. His fingers blistered from overwork were trembling, but he still didn't put down the bamboo warrior he was working on.
"But, I will carry out the things you wanted to do, according to your wishes."
"I am Yue Chenqing, your nephew, head of the Yue Family, and your successor."
The brilliant stars flickered, illuminating this world of smoke and flame, and shining down on Yue Chenqing's eyes, glistening with tears.
Quietly, Yue Chenqing choked out, "Do you see it.... up in the sky.....?”
In the past, you were always silently protecting me.
Now, it's my turn, Uncle.
I'll protect our home.

病案本
BING AN BEN
BY 肉包不吃肉

I AM CURRENTLY READING THIS SO I WILL ADD AS I COMPILE MORE QUOTES!

• XIE QINGCHENG

• HE YU

• HEXIE

XIE QINGCHENG QUOTES

“But... He didn't seem to be in a position to accuse Xie Qingcheng of being wrong. This man was someone willing to use his life to show his worth, not even considering his own blood and the tears in his eyes. What more could be asked of this kind of person?”

HE YU QUOTES

“This mentally ill man young man is actually quite sensitive.”“That’s when Xie Qingcheng realized that no one cared about He Yu.
Almost everyone had received messages from their loves ones or friends, but He Yu’s phone was always silent, like a puddle of water. And the boy’s expression was as calm as water.”“Why, although I tried to retain you with all my strength, didn’t you love me?”“I thought you saw me not only as a patient, but also as a normal person with feelings.”“I can hire you.
I can stay with you.
Could you not leave, please?
Could you stay?”“A child who is not loved, and who to fight disease deep in his heart, has been lying to heaven and earth for years to fight his inner demons and try to survive.”“No one had ever loved him, and no one had worried about him. He had nothing but a badly made lie.”“No one has loved me or cared about me. Even on my birthday I was alone… I had to trust my own imagination to get a greeting and a piece of cake.”“I had to be excellent. I couldn’t even scream in pain. Even if I screamed, nobody would really care.
Gradually he lost the ability to feel pain. It didn’t even matter anymore.”“He had so little, and had cried so much, that he had to rely on his imagination to get even a single happy word in life. How else could he live with such a smile if it were not to lie to himself?”He Yu was stunned for a while, and the words "I like you" could no longer be spoken.
He even made a decision in just a few minutes: after Xie Qingcheng left, he would enter the bakery and ask the employee to sell him the same cake.
He would buy the same cake, then take it home and eat it alone.
It didn't matter if he was alone.He Yu put his hand on the steering wheel, his head resting on his arm, and with his other hand, he lowered the car window.
He was torturing himself to death, but he smiled, pretending to be fine.He Yu looked at the handsome profile of the man again and again, and finally couldn't help but bring the phone to his lips and gently kiss Xie Qingcheng's brows and eyes in the photo.
Only the man in the photo wouldn't treat him with indifference.
In such self-pity, He Yu truly developed a feeling that was almost sad."Xie Qingcheng used to be a drug to calm him.
Now, he had turned into a poison that stimulated his spirit."

HEXIE QUOTES

"Don't call me crazy," He Yu's hand slowly rose and pinched the nape of Xie Qingcheng's neck.
The wild and stubborn power of adolescence was released for a moment, silently compelling Xie Qingcheng not to leave.
Then, his hand slowly moved to the corner of Xie Qingcheng's lips and caressed it carefully.
His voice was muddled and extremely low:
"You too, you're crazy."
"From beginning to end."
"Just like me."
As he spoke, his breath drew closer and closer to Xie Qingcheng.“Xie Qingcheng was always able to persuade his heart and gain his understanding.”“‘Xie Qingcheng, you’re not sick, but you have less heart than me.’
You have no heart.
‘I’m still not well and I’m still so sick, why did you leave me?’”

诡秘之主
LORD OF THE MYSTERIES
BY 爱潜水的乌贼

I AM CURRENTLY READING THIS, SO I WILL ADD TO IT AS THE STORY PROGRESSES!

• VOL 1: CLOWN

• VOL 2: FACELESS

• VOL 3: TRAVELER

LOTM VOLUME ONE: CLOWN

He leaned back, withdrew his right hand, and crossed his ten fingers, placing them below his chin. He gave the duo a faint smile.
“You can address me as...”
Upon saying this, he paused for a moment. He said amiably and calmly, “The Fool.”After another bout of silence, he muttered to himself with a tone of dismay, disappointment, agony, and grief, “From this moment forth, I’m Klein.”“The only lesson that humans can learn from history is that humans do not gain any lessons from history, and they’re always repeating the same tragedies.”“Faith and fear bring troubles. More faith and more fear bring more troubles, until everything is destroyed.”His tone turned bleak as he said, “The founder of the Nighthawks, Archbishop Chanis, once said, ‘We are guardians, but also a bunch of miserable wretches that are constantly fighting against threats and madness.’”“It feels like a dream...” After a while, Melissa lifted her head to look at the future “Moretti Residence,” and she spoke with a low yet unsteady voice.
Benson let out a breath and smiled.
“Then don’t wake up.”“I am a man who just saved Tingen...” Klein mumbled in amusement. He put on a white apron and got to making dinner.”“Yes, I am not sure if I was born with it. Perhaps, the price of my ability is to forget myself, to forget my past, to forget my parents.” Azik’s eyes were clouded with melancholy as he looked at the river.“I apologize. My description earlier was not precise enough. The disharmony in your fate is not the only thing that I could see. I can also see another thing.
“Klein, you are not an ordinary person anymore. You possess an extraordinary, strange power, one very similar to mine.”“I don’t know any other person with extraordinary powers... You cannot imagine what emotions a man without a past has. You are like a boat floating in a vast ocean. The most terrifying thing is not facing a storm, but not being able to find a harbor. The inability to navigate to shore. All you can do is take on disaster after disaster, with no end in sight, never to feel peace and safety.”“Because I’m afraid. I’m afraid of death.”“Not greedy for money... No, I am a materialistic man! Klein was regretting his actions of acting as a charlatan.”Leonard was dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and buttonless leather boots as he twirled his hat in his hands. When he saw Klein come out from the house, he smiled and asked, “Are you pleasantly surprised?”“Perhaps the ‘parents’ that I’ve been searching for were the past me all along...” He sighed, admitting that Klein’s deduction was very plausible.”“Klein silently listened on until Old Neil’s coffin was completely buried in the soil; until all signs that he existed were buried deep within the earth.”“Klein looked up, straightened his back, and saw the black and white photograph on the tombstone.
Old Neil was wearing his classic black hat; his white hair was peeking out around the edges. The wrinkles beside his eyes and mouth were deep, his dark red eyes a little turbid.
He was so peaceful, no longer feeling grief, pain, or fear.
There was an epitaph carved underneath the photograph. It came from the contents of the last entry in Old Neil’s diary: “If I cannot save her, then I shall accompany her.”
The morning breeze blew gently. The silence and emptiness of the Raphael Cemetery hung over everyone.”He paused, then he said in a serious tone, “But you have to get used to this. It’s normal for Nighthawks to die during missions. Perhaps the next one to die would be me.”Dunn stopped and looked back. He had a gentle expression as he said with his mellow voice, “Don’t worry about me. I’m not alone. Adelaide, Dwayne, Hitte, and Kenley are all fighting alongside me, no matter what kind of danger I face.”“At that moment, Dunn Smith turned to look at Klein. His pale face had a warm and relaxed expression, and his voice still as mellow as it usually was.
“We saved Tingen.”
After saying this, it was as if he had returned to the time when he was twenty. He no longer appeared stern and serious as he winked at Klein with his left eye.
Klein’s expression froze. He saw the heart in the box of Saint’s Selena’s ashes stop beating. It turned into a resplendent ball of light before scattering into the surroundings. He saw the captain fall backward, his arms losing their strength.
It felt like the scene was made up of a series of paintings, but Klein could do nothing to stop it.
Thump!
The box of Saint Selena’s ashes fell onto the ground, just like Klein’s heart.”“Leonard was uninterested in this debate. He felt as if he had become a living corpse, with no sorrow, grief, agitation, or excitement. He was abnormally numb. He didn’t want to face anyone. All he wanted was to stay alone in the corner.”She said with a strange quiver in her voice, “Where’s Klein?”
Leonard closed his eyes, inhaling as he said, “I’m very sorry, your brother Klein died at the hands of an evil criminal while he was trying to save others. He’s a hero, a true hero.”
Melissa widened her eyes slowly, her body shaking indiscernibly. The three tickets in her hands dropped helplessly onto the floor.
The tickets faced upward, revealing the name of the play—“The Return of the Count.“The grave was leveled and a stone slab was laid over it. Leonard took a final look at Klein’s tombstone. There were three lines to his epitaph:
The best elder brother,
The best younger brother,
The best colleague.”As he spoke, he suddenly stopped. His tears streamed down his cheeks and finally, he shouted softly with a choking voice, “Captain... We miss you too!”“The clown brought the flower before Melissa and Benson. The flower was golden in color and symbolized happiness.
Melissa and Benson looked at the clown in a daze. All they saw was a wide smile plastered over the pastel face. It was a happy smile, an exaggerated smile, a ridiculous smile.”

LOTM VOLUME 2: FACELESS

“Sherlock Moriarty. You can call me Sherlock.” Klein had long thought of a fake name.“I’m sorry. I was in a hurry when I left home and forgot to bring it with me. Heh, heh, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m from Midseashire.” Klein deliberately used the accent his classmate, Welch, often used.
When he said “forgot,” it reminded him of Captain Dunn Smith. The smile on his face turned even more brilliant.“Suddenly, Klein said softly in a self-deprecating manner, “There’s no way to claim reimbursement for this...
“Haha. Hahaha. Hahaha.”
He laughed as if he had encountered something that could amuse him for the rest of his life. He laughed so hard that his body bent forward and backward, to the point where only his laughter reverberated in the entire house.”“Hahaha, hahaha!
“Hahahahahaha.”
He laughed crazily with a suppressed voice. The “clown” mask looked so very happy.
The corners of those raised lips, the bright red nose, and that white face wore a very happy expression.
“Haha, haha... Hahaha...” Klein laughed so much that he went out of breath; his laughter was more jarring than crying.
After a few seconds, he finally calmed down. He slowly straightened his body and winked with his left eye at the darkest part of the sewer. Then, he smirked and muttered to himself, “Captain...
“Look, we’ve saved Loen once again...”
Droplets of liquid quietly slid down and landed on his collar.
At that moment, he felt that his Clown potion had been digested completely.“At that moment, he was already a Magician.”Derrick pressed him, casually, “Did he say what his name was? Did he tell you about his origins?”
The elderly voice acknowledged tersely.
“He told us that his name was...”
He paused for a moment before saying, “Amon.”“After going around a corner, Leonard saw a staircase leading down. There, he saw Captain Dunn Smith, with a pair of dark gray eyes and dressed in a black trench coat, and Klein Moretti, who exuded a bookish demeanor standing there, smiling and waiting.
He tilted his head back and sighed.
My memory has also gotten worse.
I’ve already forgotten that the two of you no longer exist...”With this in mind, Klein looked up at the oriel window. As it was already dark outside, it had become like a mirror, faithfully reflecting Sherlock Moriarty with his black hair, brown eyes, beard, and gold-rimmed glasses.
Klein nodded thoughtfully.
Perhaps it’s because I’ve always been acting as Klein Moretti. Yes... In a way, Sherlock Moriarty is just Klein’s disguise—not someone else.
Although I’ve received many memory fragments and gained some of the original’s feelings that previously existed, in essence, I’m still a guest from an alternate world. I am Earth’s keyboard warrior, Zhou Mingrui.
I’ve been through so much in the last five months that sometimes I even think I’m Klein Moretti.
Amidst the silence, many thoughts flashed through Klein’s mind, giving him a lot of insight.
However, I’m still Zhou Mingrui who’s donning the skin of Klein Moretti... Someone who has never given up the idea of returning... He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the figure reflected on the oriel window had already changed.
It was a young man with dark brown eyes and short black hair. His facial features were unremarkable, and he appeared refined, but he had obvious eye bags with an inkling of a double chin.
This was Zhou Mingrui from Earth.
Long time no see... Klein sighed, raised his hands and rubbed his face.“Alright. Thank you, Mr. Hanged Man. You’re always so kind and enthusiastic. Also, Miss Justice, Miss Magician, and Mr. World, you are similarly as kindhearted,” Derrick thanked them sincerely.
Kind? Enthusiastic? The Hanged Man was momentarily unsure of how to react.
This was the first time that someone had used such words to describe him.“The steam locomotive brought countless hopeful people to Backlund. The sky was still bright, and the fog in the air had thinned a lot. The gas lamps on the platform were no longer lit that early.
Experienced, Benson protected his sister and wallet before leaving the station with their suitcases while following the crowd.
Suddenly, they simultaneously felt a gaze sweep past them.
Tracing the gaze, Benson and Melissa saw a young gentleman with neat black hair and dark brown eyes.
The gentleman with the gold-rimmed glasses pressed his hat and looked past them into the distance.
Benson and Melissa also looked away and cast their gaze to the smoky pillars in the garden in the middle of the street as they looked forward to seeing the underground transportation system in Backlund.
Carrying his suitcase with an expressionless look, Klein walked past them with his body kept straight. He entered the departure station, facing the mass of people pouring into the Land of Hope, people filled with wonderful hopes in their hearts.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”

LOTM VOLUME 3: TRAVELER

“This identity was that of a bounty hunter, a lunatic who was eager to go on an adventure at sea to get rich. In accordance with Klein’s wishes, his name was Gehrman Sparrow.”The moment he was being stared at, Emlyn was momentarily at a loss, vaguely aware that he had asked something he shouldn’t have.
Why are you looking at me like that. Can’t I have a Sanguine friend? Should I try to explain... No, what’s wrong with being a Sanguine? I’m a Sanguine; there’s wrong with admitting that! Us Sanguine have a long history, long lives, and rich heritage. It’s a lofty race! None of you are especially amazing either. What was just traded was only a Sequence 6 item at best! After a few thoughts, Emlyn White raised his chin and proudly added, “Yes, I am a pure Sanguine.”“Does this correspond to the spirit of one’s identity, to their true identity deep down?
Even back on Earth, Zhou Mingrui had worn a lot of facades, which formed a social persona. In a sense, this was a big part of what wasn’t real.
Yes... When I become someone else, I take over their identity. In order to not be discovered, I have to disguise myself socially, which is the same as wearing a different mask.
When all the masks are taken down, there will be none left. What kind of “yourself” does a Faceless see at the end of the day?
Is this the deeper meaning behind “yourself” in that principle?
When I face my inner thoughts, overcome my fear, and challenge the impossible without reasons stemming from society, am I really acting as myself?
This is to be explored and verified...”Discovering a pirate who was worth 3,000 pounds board the ship in disguise, Klein immediately felt wary. He smiled to Denton and Donna who were beside him and said, “I’ve got a friend.”
He calmly walked towards the Vice Admiral Iceberg’s fourth boatswain, locking his eyes on the other party.With thin flesh granules growing on his face, Klein maintained his smile.
“See this?
“This is madness.”"Uncle Sparrow, s-since that kind of power definitely brings about threats and madness, w-why did you choose to have it?”
She had thought about this question for a long time before finally mustering the courage to ask.
Klein was startled, and he instinctively formed a smile.
“For my dream.”
Then he lowered his voice and said two words, “And... protect.”“It’s you?”
Upon hearing this surprised and curious female voice, Klein jumped in fright, imagining that he had been recognized by someone.
He immediately composed himself because he had already changed his appearance to that of the deceased Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos. And inside Qilangos was the crazy adventurer, Gehrman Sherlock. And inside Gehrman Sparrow was the identity of the great detective, Sherlock Moriarty. And inside Sherlock Moriarty was the identity of Klein Moretti.
This wasn’t the end. Deep within Klein Moretti was Mr. Fool as well as Zhou Mingrui.”Azik fell silent as he wore an indistinct painful expression.
“I-I can’t remember...”“And the moment Klein finished his sentence, he noticed something amiss.
I’m not acting as Gehrman Sparrow at the moment, so why am I speaking in accordance with his persona... Klein was alarmed as he suspected whether he had been too into character recently.
Remember, you can only be yourself.
I cannot be influenced by the character I act as, because of prolonged acting... This will cause me to become lost and result in losing control!
He quickly reflected on himself and added his conclusions into the acting principles of a Faceless.”“I still remember how Mr. Death Consul from before was such a powerful but cold man. He left a deep impression on me.
“I’m also curious as to why you would become so soft.”
Azik held his fist to his mouth and shook his head with a bitter smile.“Klein looked around him and discovered that he was standing in a dark cemetery that had long been abandoned.
“Mr. Azik...” he shouted in puzzlement.
Azik walked to a grave with a broken tombstone that was covered in weeds. He said solemnly, “After meeting Katarina Pellè, I recalled some matters again.
“I once told you that in a particular dream, in one of my lives, I had a daughter. She had soft black hair and enjoyed sitting in a swing I made myself while requesting sweets from me.
“When traversing the spirit world, I suddenly sensed the call of my bloodline.”
Klein was infected with his emotions as he asked solemnly, “Is this her...”
Azik nodded and crouched down. He touched the halved tombstone as his bronze face wore a gentle, sorrowful, and confused look.
“This is her grave.” “If I recall correctly, she’s been dead for 926 years...”
926 years... Klein wanted to say something, but he was stopped by that extended period of time.“Were you afraid that I would become an evil person like a Demoness after fully recovering my memories?”
Before Klein could reply, Azik sighed.
“I’m also very worried.
“But, I have a greater desire for discovering myself.”Cattleya pursed her lips and asked, “She’s on the ship?”
“Yes.” Klein turned his head and looked at Admiral of Stars as he said in passing, “You have very deep feelings for her.”
Cattleya’s expression wasn’t as lost and dazed as before. Biting her lips, she said in a self-deprecating manner, “That’s right.
“I was by her side before I was three. Heh heh. That’s what they say, but I no longer have any actual memories of that.
“She taught me, and she held me by the hand as we adventured. She watched me grow up. To me, she’s my captain and my teacher, as well... as well as my mother...”
As Cattleya spoke, she suddenly fell silent.“Therefore, she believed without a doubt that Mr. Fool was essentially a god, a true god, an unfathomable god whose mysteries couldn’t be pried into!”“Every journey has its destination.”

화산귀환
RETURN OF MOUNT HUA SECT
BY 비가

I AM CURRENTLY READING THIS, SO I WILL ADD TO IT AS THE STORY PROGRESSES!

• CHUNG MYUNG

• BAEK CHEON

• MISCELLANEOUS

CHUNG MYUNG QUOTES

“Death. All that was left was death.
What purpose did all this bloodshed serve?”“The pain of his body was nothing compared to the turmoil in his heart.”His pure white robes, painted with a five-leaf plum blossom, splayed out before his eyes.
Innocent death.
A lonely end, with no witnesses. The great Plum Blossom Sword Saint of Mount Hua Sect was dying like a dog.
“…But your death was better than mine.” Because there was someone to weep for you. Chung Myung weeped for them.
I’m sorry, Sahyung Jang Mun. Chung Myung’s vision faded.
If he had devoted a little more of his time to training, would he have been able to save at least one person?
If he had listened to his teachers and their scolding…?
If he had truly obtained the Mount Hua Sword instead of the Plum Blossom Sword?
No regrets… But it was all regret. All he had left was regrets.
And worries for the sect.Plum blossoms are meant to fall, and after the cold winter comes spring."Why didn’t he realize earlier? Even when the teachings didn’t make sense, even when he felt out of place… everything that made him him he owed solely to the Mount Hua Sect. That was why he admired the sect so much.
He realized too late. Too late for regrets.
If only he’d paid a little more attention to the teachings, if only he was a little bit stronger, he might have been able to change that bitter ending. If only he…"“Death wasn’t about to fix his dirty personality.”“He was all alone.” Oughhhh when the protagonist is thrown into a world where no one can possibly understand them and they have to live with the burden of the past.“I’m going to Mount Hua!” His blue eyes blazed with passion.
This was the moment the butterfly’s wings birthed a tidal wave.“Go and buy yourself some noodles with that money.”
The warmth was too much. However, the reason why Chung Myung was shedding tears wasn’t due to the kindness he received.
‘A disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect has been reduced to begging!’
How did he fall so low?“Bring that kid.”
At that moment, Un Geom had firmly imprinted the name Chung Myung into his mind.
Un Geom had no idea that this would be the most important name he would learn in this life.“Mount Hua had changed so much, yet this cave remained the same. When Chung Myung was in this cave, it felt like he was taken back in time.
He missed it.
And more.”“Well, one problem is solved, Sahyung! How was that? Do you think I did well?”
The visage of Chung Myung’s Sahyung could be seen smiling down at him from among the clouds.Chung Myung poured another glass and brought it to his lips. Without holding back, he looked at the glass and then softly gulped with a smile.
“It isn’t the same as it used to be, sahyung.”
’Alcohol tasted the best when hiding from the watchful eyes of that nagging Sahyung. ’
“I am still here like this.”
There was no one there.
Chung Myung looked at the glass and smiled.
It felt strange.
He never missed anyone in his whole life, but now he was feeling sentimental while drinking.‘Sahyung. Is this good?’
-You did well. Chung Myung.
Getting a compliment from him was so hard.
A proud smile settled on Chung Myung’s lips.“More than anything, I need to be stronger.”
That was the only way to avoid losing everything, like in the past.“Chung Myung never had children, nor did he raise any kids, but now felt as though he understood a bit about a parent’s heart. Even though he understood that they needed to overcome adversity and survive difficult situations, he would step up first to shield them whenever he felt there was danger.”“Marching in step with them, Chung Myung bit his lip.
My Sahyung, My sect leader sahyung.
My Mount Hua…
Is right here too.”

BAEK CHEON QUOTES

“A tall young man sitting in the middle with a smile.
‘Isn’t he handsome?’
Chung Myung was quite good-looking himself. But the black robe on this man and the presence he evoked,
How should it be put? Didn’t he seem to appear like the legendary heroes in fairy tales?”

MISCELLANEOUS QUOTES

“Everyone was dead.
All of Mount Hua Sect’s best and brightest, who had promised to climb the mountain together, to safeguard their territory, to spread their names far and wide, had departed to a place from which they could not return.”