Chapter 83 Butterfly Baby, Hug Me.
When the little gray-haired creature from the underworld opened its eyes from its confusion.
What she saw was an unbelievably beautiful sea of flowers.
This sea of flowers is predominantly gray-purple, interspersed with shimmering blue blossoms.
There are also several clusters of delicate pink flowers, stretching out as far as the eye can see.
"Where...is this place?"
Little Gray was filled with doubt and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Little Gray seems to remember nothing.
She looked around, her gaze finally settling on the person in front of her.
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and a sense of surprise and doubt rose in her heart.
The first thing that catches the eye is a strange celestial body suspended in mid-air, its shape resembling a broken crescent moon.
Directly in front of her, a girl in purple stood sideways.
The girl stood amidst a sea of flowers, like a fairy emerging from a cluster of blossoms under the moon, graceful and ethereal.
The girl in purple's voice was soft and gentle, with a touch of ethereal rhythm.
As she slowly turned to face the little gray-haired boy, she calmly introduced herself:
"My lord, let us meet again: My name in the mortal realm is Xia Die, and I am now the demigod of 'Death,' the living facet of Cenatos..."
Xia Die smiled gently, a soft light shimmering in her eyes:
"Welcome to the end of the west wind, my underworld."
After hearing these words, Little Gray Fur was stunned for a moment.
With a hint of melancholy in her eyes, she looked once more at the breathtaking sea of flowers around her.
She actually died like that?
She feels like she was just born! She hasn't even had a few sips of milk yet.
However, she quickly calmed down and forced herself to think things through.
Little Gray Fur slowly closed his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Mom, I've finally wrapped up filming!"
A seemingly random sentence suddenly came out of her mouth.
Seeing her like this, Xia Die couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"You're still so energetic."
After laughing, Xia Die looked up at the boundless sea of flowers, her voice becoming distant and melodious: "Do you know, Your Excellency?"
"Every single flower in this sea of flowers was planted by Senatos himself."
"They were originally without birth or death, existing since time immemorial, but they were reborn in the first rain brought by the River Styx."
"From then on, it carried countless souls, flourishing and growing vigorously..."
Xia Die's tone was somewhat solemn:
"As the master of 'death,' I should take good care of them, allowing them to sprout and bloom in this tranquil world."
"Just as life and death in the mortal world follow an orderly cycle, these flowers will also wither and fade at the end of their growth."
"Ultimately, it turns into a handful of soil, riding on the mountain mist and tides, slowly rising into the sky..."
Finally, they will turn into silent drizzle, falling gently onto the earth.
"The same soul will reincarnate in different forms, endlessly, until the end of the world..."
Her words were filled with boundless anticipation for the future.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Xia Die changed the subject and stepped in front of Little Gray Hair.
A lingering gloom instantly settled over her face.
"Unfortunately, Onpharos will not live to see the next bloom of flowers."
Xia Die's voice carried a hint of indescribable heaviness:
"Now, 'death' is a ripple at my fingertips."
"It once guided the souls of the dead to this place."
As she spoke, Xia Die raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on the little gray-haired boy, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.
"But I will open the gates of the underworld and bring you back to the world of the living..."
"In exchange... please bring back the spark of 'death' and complete your journey to seek the flame."
"Let's not let all our efforts go to waste."
The moment she finished speaking, Xia Die solemnly presented a flickering flame, belonging to the Titan of Death, to Little Gray Hair.
Little Gray knew in his heart that he was already dead.
Although she still has plenty of energy and sometimes says strange things.
But her face was always shrouded in a gloomy and dreary expression.
She didn't know why she was in this place.
He had no idea what kind of connection he had with the girl Xia Die in front of him.
But she was able to clearly capture the deep sorrow of parting between Xia Die's lines.
I'm afraid this parting will be forever.
Although she doesn't remember anything.
But she could clearly sense what Xia Die was about to do.
It must be an incredibly great and romantic feat.
So, Little Gray Fur raised his hand and placed it on his chest, nodding solemnly to Xia Die.
He said it word by word:
"I assure you."
Upon hearing this, Xia Die smiled gently and replied softly, "Thank you."
Little Grey looked into her eyes, which shone like stars, and a deep sense of worry welled up in his heart.
She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:
"But, aren't you going back...?"
Xia Die's smile remained gentle, and she softly hummed in agreement.
He then raised his head, gazing at the celestial body in the sky that resembled a shattered crescent moon, his voice calm and undisturbed:
"Yes, like the other demigods, I will stay here... to embrace my destiny."
"However," Xia Die paused slightly.
She clasped her hands together and gently placed them on her lower abdomen, her posture as elegant as a painting.
His voice became even softer, carrying a hint of admonition:
"Guiding a lost soul back to the world is by no means an easy task."
"The whispers of death are sweet and peaceful, but if one's will is weak, one will be held captive by the long arms of the underworld."
Xia Die's gaze fell on the little gray-haired boy again, her tone solemn:
"Please treat this as an exceptional case within an exceptional case. I will do my best for the journey to pursue the fire..."
She paused, a barely perceptible tenderness flashing in her eyes:
"...and for the only life I can save in this lifetime."
Looking into her determined eyes, Little Grey's conviction grew even stronger.
She straightened her back and said resolutely, "I will do my best."
Xia Die's eyes instantly filled with deep longing and expectation.
She gazed at the little gray-haired creature and murmured softly, "That's... wonderful."
As the figure of the butterfly gradually disappeared.
Suddenly, a clear and familiar voice came to Little Gray Fur's ear.
"Xing, over here, over here!"
It's the sound of March 7th.
Immediately afterwards, a series of fragmented memories slowly emerged before her eyes.
That was the first time she saw March 7th and Danheng when she first fainted on the space station.
The voices of the other members of the train crew followed closely behind.
"Keep moving forward, don't look back."
Danheng's voice was steady and powerful, carrying an undeniable firmness.
"Go on, the train will go with you."
Himeko's words were gentle, yet they possessed an inspiring power.
"I believe in you, Trail Blazers."
Walter's voice was gentle and mellow, making people feel very safe.
Following the sound, Little Gray Hair walked forward step by step.
Just as the train crew's memory flashed by, Kaffa's voice, as gentle as ever, came through.
Listen to me: Move forward.
What came to mind was the scene of Kafka stuffing the star core into her body.
The image flashed by.
As you walk further ahead, the sound of fireflies slowly rises in your ears.
"One day, our paths will intersect again."
Little Gray looked up.
The memory in front of her is a photo of her and Liuying taken at their secret base on the border of Pinocchio's dream world.
The girl in the photo has a sweet smile and curved eyebrows, just like when we first met.
However, these familiar scenes stirred a strange sense of unfamiliarity in Little Gray Fur.
She couldn't help but feel a pang of longing, and her steps faltered for a moment.
I wish I could turn around and take another look.
Perhaps, we can find the answers that have been troubling us in these images.
However, Little Gray Fur soon remembered Xiao Die's instructions.
She must resist all temptations and break free from the shackles of death.
Only by reaching the end can one return to the world of the living.
Little Gray Fur no longer hesitated.
With firm steps, I walked forward step by step.
"Hold your heads high and walk towards tomorrow with us!"
Tian's clear voice was full of youthful energy.
The scene before my eyes changed again.
It was a steamy bath.
Feng Jin, Aglaia, and Tibo were soaking in the pool, with glistening grapes and fragrant wine beside them.
The scene was incredibly heartwarming.
Tibo, in particular, was sitting on the edge of the pond.
A pair of white and tender little feet kicked the water casually, splashing up tiny water droplets that looked delicious and appetizing.
Continue walking forward.
Little Grey saw himself in the picture, also in this bathtub.
Sitting opposite me was Aglaia, whose beauty seemed otherworldly.
The gold thread in her hand slowly wrapped around Little Gray Hair's wrist.
Her voice was as gentle as a spring pond: "That's right, towards the direction where dawn rises."
"Go forward! Show me your courage."
Wan Di's voice was loud and clear, carrying a heroic air.
The scene before them was Wan Di, who had just become a demigod, rushing to Xuanfeng City to support them without stopping.
"Partner, let's become heroes together."
Bai E's voice rang out.
The scene changes again.
It contains not only Bai E and Wan Di.
There's also Danheng, and...Xiadie.
This memory came to mind.
These are precious images of them fighting together against Nicardoli.
And so, Little Gray walked forward step by step, steadfastly.
Until the scene before my eyes froze in that familiar sea of flowers.
In the picture, Xiaodie is sitting quietly in the middle of a sea of flowers.
She herself lay in Xia Die's arms.
My body is like an empty shell made of honey syrup, slowly dissipating.
Seeing this, Little Gray Fur was shocked.
She understood instantly.
In reality, I am on the verge of death.
Only by bravely taking this step can one truly return to the world of the living.
Little Gray closed his eyes and silently recited in his heart.
"Thank you, Xia Die."
A soft sigh escaped from her lips.
But their steps involuntarily stopped.
A hint of hesitation crept into my mind.
This beautiful sea of flowers, and that strong yet gentle girl.
How she longed to turn back and take one more look!
"But we've already reached the finish line."
"Perhaps, I can take one last look at this sea of flowers..."
The thought had just popped into my head.
Suddenly, a striking red flashed before Little Gray's eyes.
It was like a warning.
The words kept echoing in her mind:
Don't look back, look forward!
Don't look back, look forward!
Just then.
Little Gray Fur suddenly sensed that there seemed to be a figure with long purple hair standing behind him.
The sea of flowers in front of me vanished in an instant.
The whole world turned into pure white.
The figure behind him spoke slowly.
"do not be afraid."
"At the end of that road, there will always be a touch of red."
"It will show you the way."
"In that case... you will surely be able to meet in the sunshine."
Little Gray Fur suddenly turned around.
I want to see clearly who is actually talking to me.
However, after turning around...
Behind her, there was still nothing.
There was nothing there.
Just then.
A sharp, stabbing pain suddenly struck.
Countless fragments of memory flooded into my mind like a tidal wave.
On Yalilo VI, help the locals resolve the stellar core disaster.
Head to the Immortal Ship and fight alongside everyone to defeat the annihilating army, Huanlong.
Her past pioneering journeys flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
A photo with fireflies, snippets of my journey with the Yellow Springs.
He promised Aglaia that he would not reveal the secrets of the outer world.
Attended Tian's funeral.
There's also Xia Die, and the way she gently stroked her cheek after learning of her death.
A variety of scenes came one after another.
It made her dizzy and confused, and she couldn't understand what it was at all.
Little Gray looked bewildered and couldn't help but speak up.
"Who exactly are these figures and voices...?"
Just then.
A soft, melodious voice, like singing, rang in her ears.
"All of this is proof that you once lived."
"Your soul, your memories, the years you've lived through, and the direction it reveals to you for home."
So, let's move forward.
"Never stop moving forward, never betray her sacrifice, and never forget everything that accompanied you—"
...
"Hey buddy, over here—!"
A clear and lively voice suddenly rang out.
In this blank world.
A tiny, exquisitely beautiful animal, like a little elf, suddenly jumped out.
That's exactly what I'm talking about.
The pink little guy reached out his furry little hand towards the gray little guy.
His tone was cheerful, and his eyes crinkled into two crescent moons with laughter.
"Grab their hand, let's go home together!"
Little Gray nodded vigorously at Mimi.
The voice was slightly hoarse:
Goodbye, underworld.
The words fell.
She ran quickly toward Mimi, her figure soon disappearing into the pure white.
I don't know how much time passed.
Little Gray Fur suddenly opened his eyes.
What came into view was the room that Xia Die had once used to activate the alchemy array.
She's back.
They're really back.
At the same time, all the memories come flooding back at this moment.
Sadness instantly overwhelmed her.
A deep sorrow involuntarily surfaced on his face.
The price she paid to be saved.
After becoming a demigod, Xia Die must remain in the underworld forever.
Leave her forever.
Little Gray's eyes were filled with an unyielding sadness.
She slowly walked towards the magic circle in front of her.
I hope to feel the last trace of warmth left by the butterfly here.
Just then.
A gentle breeze blew by.
The wind forced the little gray-haired boy to squint.
She looked up.
My gaze is fixed on the distant sky.
A giant dragon, entirely purple, was slowly flying towards her.
The giant dragon landed steadily in front of the little gray-haired boy.
With her hands behind her back, Xia Die slowly leaped down from the dragon's back.
She walked towards the little gray-haired boy with her arms outstretched.
The voice carried a hint of pleading.
"The other side... is extremely cold."
"May I borrow your body temperature one last time...?"
As he spoke.
Xia Die stepped forward.
She gently embraced the little gray-haired boy with both arms.
She closed her eyes, gently feeling the warmth in her arms.
Her voice was full of gratitude: "Thank you for making this wish come true for me."
only.
Little Gray hadn't even had a chance to fully appreciate the warmth.
Xia Die had already let go of her hand.
Riding a purple dragon, she slowly flew into the sky, surrounded by fluttering petals and butterflies.
Soon, it disappeared from Little Gray's sight.
Only a pile of ghost flowers remained on the spot.
And her gentle farewell echoed in the air.
"The place I am going to is the place people call a place of sorrow."
"But with this heartbeat and the warmth of the embrace."
"I will transform the underworld into a gentle refuge."
"This brief moment of embracing is proof that I have lived."
"Farewell, Your Excellency. May we meet again in...the new world."
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