Chapter 50 : Chapter 50 Everyone will part ways with one person.
As everyone knows.
In the eyes of nearly 99% of players, Xu Qiong's game is still just a fan-made project used as a skin to sell cards and make money.
Every big shot in the universe possesses a supreme character that is both desirable and admirable, which is why players chase them so much.
The hope the Astral Express brings to the world, the Enigmata of the Stellaron Hunters.
Herta's outward arrogance and disdain, which in truth hides care and kindness.
These tangible people are the driving force that keeps players playing.
Because of this, players automatically compare fan-made characters with original ones.
In fact, most people just watch for fun.
After all, many players are still playing purely because of the fan-made elements; surely no one actually thinks an original character could surpass the charm of Ms. Herta?!
[Even so, I still don't think anything can surpass the charm of Ms. Herta.]
[No kidding, Ms. Herta actually exists. How could the charm of a Genius lose to a game character?]
[Don't bash characters, guys. Besides, Ms. Herta herself authorized this game.]
[True. Let's see what kind of character the Author can make with all those resources they piled into this version.]
Realizing they were about to enter Tribbie's route, Guinaifen also rolled up her sleeves.
Not just her; many players from the Xianzhou side who were just lurking are now popping up in the community.
"It's coming, guys! Looks like big Tribbie is about to get some story!"
Without a doubt, the next chapter's title is [O Doorway, the Knocking Still Echoes in Dreams], which is closely related to Tribbie and the others!
Guinaifen, who couldn't wait any longer, didn't want to wait a second more.
So, after scrolling through the bullet chat and thanking everyone for the massive amount of gifts, she directly clicked on the main story.
"..."
"..."
In the darkness.
A brief wait.
This time, no characters appeared. Instead, a warm picture accompanied by a youthful voice slowly unfolded before her eyes.
"Mom, Mom! I had a dream last night."
It was a red-haired woman—elegant, intellectual, gentle, and with a familiar pair of elf ears.
And a young red-haired girl was lying innocently on her lap, telling a charming fairy tale in a childish voice.
"Oh? What did you dream about, Tiresias, my good girl?"
"I dreamed that I turned into many, many versions of myself. We used the moon as a boat and the stars as sails, drifting on the sea. Wherever the wind blew, we drifted there."
Instantly.
When the image appeared, the comment section was stunned.
[Where did this take me now?]
[Tiresias? Is that Tiresias lying there? Why does she look so much like Tribbie!]
[No, it should be said that Tribbie looks like what Tiresias was like when she was a child.]
[Meaning, this is what Tiresias actually looked like as a child!]
[Then... wait, is this Tribbie's mother? A new character that hasn't appeared yet.]
The red-haired girl's story was whimsical, yet it seemed to reflect something.
She dreamed of crossing a storm to reach an island where there was wind, sheep, birds, and flowers—as beautiful as a fairyland.
But in the distance, there was also a mountain-like black tide that wanted to swallow the island.
The animals fought hard to resist but could do nothing, and then she was startled awake.
In reality, her mother told her that the black waves did indeed exist and were called the black tide.
But the sacred Gate Titan would guide the people on the right path.
"But," the girl asked then, "what if even Janus is eaten?"
"Then... the Saintess will guide the people. After all, we are the incarnations of the Gate God in the human world, right?"
Her mother gave a gentle smile.
"Right!"
The dream came to an abrupt end with that response.
In the next second, a startled Tribbie blankly found herself in a small room.
After gaining control, Guinaifen hadn't reacted yet; she just blinked and observed her surroundings.
A dark and cramped small room, lit only by a faint firelight, with murals, scrolls, and... a pile of dolls that looked very much like Tribbie and Trianne?
"Is this... something from my childhood? I can't remember..."
Although the dream was over, she could still hear Tribbie's mother's voice.
Seeing the newly released quest and feeling the eerie atmosphere, Guinaifen pursed her lips: "Help Tribbie recover her lost Remembrance?"
"I see. This must be the room where Tribbie lived as a child!"
Thinking this, Guinaifen immediately took action.
Guided by Tribbie's mother, three segments of Remembrance corresponding to past prophecies were quickly recovered.
Corresponding to Tribbie led by Aglaea, Trianne fighting alongside Phainon and Mydei, and Trinnon as clever as Anaxa and Hyacine.
These were three segments of Remembrance.
And precisely, they were also prophecies that would come true in the future.
Before long.
Once the three dolls symbolizing Tribbie, Trianne, and Trinnon were put back into the music box, Guinaifen thought she could finally leave this oppressive environment.
To be honest, this room was very enclosed, and with the dim firelight, it felt a bit creepy, like playing a horror game.
Guinaifen really couldn't stand it.
But who would have thought!
After putting all the dolls back, the music box actually started spinning on its own?
As it spun, Tribbie's mother's voice echoed, and she was reciting some strange prophecies of Amphoreus.
Whoosh—!
Suddenly.
A distorted, corrupted string of Amphoreus letters jumped out at the screen, startling Guinaifen, who hadn't reacted!
Guinaifen: "?"
Accompanied by eerie music.
"O Janus ▓ Please listen ▓▓!"
"In the black mist, death and destiny draw near ▓ On the blood-stained earth, the dead and the living seek the path ▓▓."
[Holy crap, what happened? Why did the screen go black?!]
[The letters have become distorted too. What living beings, what 'at the end only a solitary shadow stands alone,' what 'lone shadow,' what 'solitary'—what is all this?]
[Oh my god, that scared me to death! Why are the Tribbie and Trianne dolls all catching fire?]
[Sanity points are dropping like crazy!]
The scene and sound became increasingly sharp and eerie.
Until a scream:
"Run ▓ away ▓▓ Tiresias ▓▓▓ Run away ▓▓▓▓"
That was the command, but there was nowhere to run, because after just a few steps, a pile of Tribbie dolls appeared in the room, lying in a tangled mess everywhere.
At the same time, the sinister voice had not disappeared.
"This ▓▓ is ▓ the Saintess's ▓▓ sacrifice ▓▓▓"
"You ▓ cannot ▓▓ reach ▓ the end ▓▓▓"
"Only one person..."
Guinaifen found she couldn't understand what was being said at all; she was just frightened by the atmosphere.
But at this moment, although Tribbie looked very timid, she actively spoke up in response:
"I know... I know..."
"It's okay if I can't reach the end. 'We' have already made up our minds!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The entire scene began to sway and wobble.
"Go and say goodbye ▓▓"
"But remember, Tiresias..."
Finally.
The screen was completely engulfed in white light. Only Tribbie could be seen facing a doll, with her mother's voice echoing in her ears.
"The many shall part with one, only that person shall witness the miracle—"
However, this time was different; there was an interpretation below this sentence.
[Only one person can survive to the end and witness the "Re-creation"!]
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