Chapter 48: I will always be with Caesar!

ps1: I don’t know if this story is clear, and I don’t know if you understand it... But I did write it with my heart. If everyone really resonates with their hearts, then just respond in the book review area...

ps2: Suddenly I feel... Compared with You's story, Caesar is becoming more and more like a scumbag... I cover my face...

"Among the many friends of the Emperor, Yu Krysaud Artsas obviously occupies a very special position. The rebellious Duke respects her, and the Lord of the Fresh Huā also respects her. Even the Dragon Emperor Gilgamesh, who is not afraid of the Emperor, is the second, is very accommodating to her. No one knows the reason, but the Emperor once said that he lacks a tear." - Shiè Mind Maru "Dark Text"

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What exactly is destiny?

Fate seems to be full of infinite possibilities, but for those on this string of destiny in this world, it is actually destined.

There is only one exception - the Weaver.

As the name suggests, those who weave fate are called fate weavers, but this so-called weaving is limited to oneself. If you interfere with the destined destiny of others, you will also be punished by the ubiquitous string of fate.

But even so, she is enough to be called the darling of fate because she can choose her own fate.

All the people cannot resist fate, and the extraordinary and saintly strong people do not believe in fate, only she can choose.

In the palace of time, the string of fate spreads countless branches leading to the only end point. Each branch is a world, and every choice is a life, vast and endless, and every choice will be a brand new fate - and she can enter and exit at will in and out at will in the palace of time of fate. What a rich favor.

Even if she dies, she will return to the moment of birth and start over again. An infinite cycle can allow her to avoid all the disasters of death and live calmly without any danger or regret.

But that was... so lonely again.

Arthas and Crythuzadeh used the light of death to trigger the miracle of time, thus creating this lifeweaver full of infinite possibilities. This was their surprise and surprise, but it was the beginning of the lonely journey of Crythuzadeh Arthas, six thousand years of loneliness.

So lonely, so lonely, eternal life is nothing more than a kind of sad and paleness.

The huge magic power, the magic of the Spirit of Words, and the power that stirs up the string of fate are actually just ridiculous curses. The misfortune brought by power will continue to reach the people around you. This is the conclusion that Xiao NV came to after hurting countless people. From then on, she became even more lonely, left the fortress of knowledge that had been there for thousands of years and came to a wider world.

Still lonely, still unfortunate, still moving forward lonely, visiting the world, looking for happiness but suppressing happiness, harvesting sadness but enduring sadness, because any emotion will cause greater boom and húnluàn.

You cannot speak or have emotions. This is the price, it is the price of being a life weaver. Even if you don’t want to accept it, you must accept it. In fact, even as a life weaver, you still have a destiny that you cannot choose, because the power of a life weaver is your own origin.

I don't know what I was thinking at that time, as if my body ignored her will. She rushed to the chaotic spiral of the sky at the highest speed, instantly burning all the strings of fate on her body. The formed flow of time instantly washed the hell out of the way, and the wrong timeline collapsed the chaotic spiral. At the same time, she also received the wrath of the chaotic spiral of fate, and the strong force completely crushed her - from beginning to end, she was wondering why she did such a thing.

However, these have nothing to do with her. The Ukraine Krysaud Artsas of this world is dead, and the future of this world will move forward with a predetermined fate. She is the fate weaver and the darling of the string of fate. She entered another world, and when she was born six thousand years ago, she repeated another life to avoid this disaster.

This is the power she exchanged for loneliness and loneliness, the darling of fate.

But this time, the memory that gradually faded was left with a small song, which made her sleepy. Six thousand years ago... Of course he did not exist, but every time she recalled this increasingly profound memory, she found that she could not forget him no matter what.

He knew that meeting him was the beginning of death, but she came to the woods she had first met by magic, waiting for his arrival. Just like the last reincarnation, he came in the sunset, and his smile was still so warm.

I don't want to leave, I don't want to change, and whenever the idea of ​​avoiding death arises, a strong feeling desperately suppresses this idea, and bi forces her to stay by his side, just like the last script, everything goes on like this, the two left alone after walking, he doesn't care about saving thousands of miles, the mén of hell breaks out on time, his determination to sacrifice, her unhesitant behavior...

The same reincarnation, the same ending, and the same death are obviously extremely stupid behaviors, but in the third reincarnation, she opened her eyes at birth, but she had an emotion of joy in her heart. For a new journey, the last reincarnation was just the illusion of memories, but his shadow became deeper and deeper. If it was just illusion, then why was this beating heart sorrowful and happy?

The third reincarnation continued to fall in the same place without any suspense and died there again.

In the fourth reincarnation, she was sure that her heart had changed terriblely. She didn't know where the problem was, but the center was definitely on Caesar. Thousands of years passed, and it was the day when they first met again. She forced herself not to go, and waited slowly in a desolate corner. Her heart fell, as if she had lost something. After a night, the rising sun rose, but her tears fell, because he had left with his friends, and she missed it.

It passed quietly. Without the Sirius Island incident, there would be no coincidence of the outbreak of Hell. But she became even more confused, as if she had lost something. She kept hearing news about him during her trip. The king of the North swept across the entire continent like a hurricane. This was originally the most perfect life, but why should I cry and why should I be sad?

She ended her life and began her fifth cycle.

In the fifth reincarnation, she calculated the age of Caesar and came to the north early to wait. She quietly came to his side, watching him grow up day by day, knowing what glory is, responsibility is, and strength is. The great king is growing day by day, and he will eventually be crowned king. He said he would be with her forever, but she was not happy.

This is not the ending she wanted... something was missing, it was not perfect, no, it was wrong from the beginning.

She left him and began the sixth reincarnation resolutely. Like the script of the first reincarnation, she met him in the woods. When she saw him, her heart beat violently for some reason, and an emotion called joy filled her whole body.

The strange and familiar experience, or the memories of that time, unfolded a long-lost cycle of reincarnation, walked with her, left resolutely, rescued thousands of miles, and fought against the sky wolf, until the thunder of hell, he turned into brilliant light in Caesar's shocked gaze, and looked at him with attachment for the last look. She finally understood what she was looking for.

It is this fate, this string of fate, this life.

I'm just a kind big brother.

You don't want this kind of power.

I came to save you.

He is obviously a clumsy fool and has to hide his emotions.

I will find a way to solve the good worries.

Believe me.

These reincarnation words are slightly different, but they convey the same belief. Under the sunset, under the scorching sun, under the flames, and under the stars, his smile will never be forgotten, and his tenderness will be remembered forever.

From then on, the lonely life is no longer alone.

Even though she knew that the ending must be death, she stubbornly stepped into the string of fate again and again, because she believed that the long river of time should not be lonely and pale, and there must be unsightly beauty in it, waiting for her to stretch out her hand.

With countless reincarnations, fate will never change. The fate weaver does not need to choose her destiny, because from beginning to end, she believes that this is her only true destiny. For this reason, she can repeat the cycle of reincarnation and endure countless loneliness and loneliness for six thousand years, just for the last few days of life, the days with him will never be forgotten.

So she would rather not choose and endure loneliness, because it was the most beautiful time, even the brilliance of six thousand years of length and loneliness could not be concealed.

Because this luxurious love comes at a price, she understood it very early, so she is willing because it is so beautiful.

For the best, even emotional boom is a luxury, love is really too...luxury.

But she can give everything for this small and luxurious thing that is more precious than the whole world.

Six thousand years... If you miss someone, it will not last long. And the final encounter is the best praise for her waiting, but she can only silently and have already destined to answer with him, familiar and full of novelty, because these conversations will eventually lead to the words that will engrave her forever, and these are enough.

Because I have obtained very little since I was a child, because of the special physique and special experience of the life weaver, I don’t have much extravagance. I just look forward to my own little days, small happiness, and sacrifice for that person.

In this way, she will start the next destined reincarnation with satisfaction and joy, and come to the place where she first meets again to wait. In this world, he will continue to walk his own path and remember her for the rest of her life. What a perfect ending. Although it will make him sad, time and the tenderness from other NV children should heal the scars.

Besides, for him, he was just a passerby, guarding the happiness that belonged to him and her for a few days.

I will never get tired of it, and all I have is the more unforgettable emotion, she is just protecting it.

Because it cannot be changed... Since you have chosen this kind of destiny, you have to accept all this. Destiny cannot be changed, it is absolute and relative. No one knows this better than the Destiny Weaver.

But for this little happiness, she was willing to bear everything, and the price was too cheap.

This is the first six thousand years and the reincarnation period. You no longer measure it. She wants to continue like this forever. This time is no exception. With a long-lost touch and a throbbing heart, she rushed into the sky.

The spiral of the turbulence emitted húnluàn and heat, spreading the breath of fear outward. You sighed slightly, turned around and looked at him. Caesar broke free from the constraints of the dragon nv. Just as he was about to activate the right hand of the demon dragon, he saw You who rushed into the sky like a meteor.

No matter what, it could not stop her - in her memory, Caesar rushed here frantically fifty-three times, but he still had no time to stop this.

Because this is a destined destiny and it is also the choice of the fate weaver.

It cannot be changed or reversed. This string of fate points to the final ending and no one can break it.

What else is there to break? That's it, it's great. Although I'm sorry for him, I'm still a little happy to see him appear with such a sad and desperate god.

After all, he cared about her, even if she had only had a few days of contact, even if this emotion could only be said to be favorable and protection or her natural possession, even if this emotion was far from being called love.

But this is enough. He has countless reincarnations, countless thoughts for six thousand years to accumulate his feelings for him, plus two parts of feelings, three parts of loneliness and five parts of expectation, and finally he fermented into something that is love, but he doesn't. He only has this life. How could he fall in love with whom in just a few days?

What a stupid guy, waiting stupidly, do you like playing hiding games so much?

If he knew everything, he would definitely laugh at her like this, pinched her face, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and hugged her in anger, funny and heartache - but unfortunately that kind of good thing is just a dream after all.

But this is the stupid way after all, the stupid way to protect love.

As long as this fate is good... I just hope that he will say those treasure-like words to me, that is enough.

So, goodbye, Caesar, my lover.

I am about to set out to the next cycle, countless cycles, countless six thousand years. I spent six thousand years waiting on the river of time to meet you the most beautiful meeting, and then complete this precious cycle together.

How familiar this scene is, the fiery red sky, the breath of húnluàn, above the sea, there was shock and confusion in his eyes, and there was even a little hysterical understanding of the truth. The two of them gathered in the air.

In the previous cycle of reincarnation, she embarked on the final path with joy and expectation for a new cycle.

But for some reason, when I looked at him again this time, my heart surging like a storm, and countless emotions accumulated by the cycle of reincarnation surged out uncontrollably.

That was an emotion she always thought was a luxury.

I will be with Caesar forever...I will be with Caesar forever...I will be with Caesar forever...I will be with Caesar forever...

Crystal tears flew out of the corners of his eyes as You shook his head fiercely.

This is an absolutely impossible luxury. The destined fate cannot be changed at all. The fate weaver is not qualified to get these...

But why be sad and why be sad?

Crystal tears flew towards the lower left with the wind, which was Caesar's place, and the King of Heaven was rushing towards this place.

You were shocked. In the previous cycle of reincarnation, she welcomed death with joy and peace, without a single tear.

So for the established fate, this tear transcended the setting and flew to Caesar's cheek.
Chapter completed!