The Tenth Timeline ended.
The peripheral vision violently collapsed, plunging Transmigrator Ji'an back into the pitch-black silence of the Corridor of the Eclipse.
Ji'an dropped to her knees.
The cast-iron spatula hit the invisible floor.
She clutched her own chest, sobbing heavily, the accumulated grief of ten brutal, senseless deaths finally breaking her arrogant facade.
She had watched Wangchen die for her.
She had watched him weep over her corpse. She had seen him bound by magic, broken by fate, and repeatedly, mercilessly tortured by a universe that refused to let them rest.
She had seen Gu Zhiwei pour his golden heart into a void. She had seen Yan Xuanye casually murder her out of boredom.
The darkness of the corridor surged forward, wrapping around her sobbing form, whispering its final, triumphant demand.
