noffsinger Chapter 679 Your Path
Chapter 679 Your Path
A few bright rays of sunlight fell through the gaps in the shade of the trees, making the girl's beautiful face look even more beautiful.
The bright light spot moved quietly with time and finally fell on the girl's eyebrows. Perhaps she felt the warm touch, the girl leaning under the loquat tree trembled her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes as clear as the blue ocean were quietly gazing at the dazzling sunlight, a little dazed, as if thinking about something.
She subconsciously raised her hand, her slender fingertips slightly blocking her eyes, allowing the light to flow through her fingers. After a moment of trance, she remembered that it was time to eat.
It had been a month since Tethys had possessed the sun.
During this month, people began to gradually adapt to the sunshine, which is brighter than the golden moon but warmer and brighter.
From then on, Tethys had real daylight, and the night was still the same blue moon.
The dawn light will dispel the night on time, the midday sun will generously fill every corner of the town, and the sunset at dusk is so beautiful that people will stop and appreciate it.
When the feeling of despair was driven away again, the silver moon naturally ceased to appear, and Tethys, who now owned the sun, would probably never see the silver moon again.
No one can tell where this sun came from. Some say it was a miracle prayed for by the Saint, others say it was the prophecy of Tethys that was finally broken. Regardless of the answer, Tethys now has a bright new future.
Under the loquat tree in the afternoon, the girl with long silver hair stretched out her body and yawned several times with sleepy eyes. She has not yet fully adapted to the sudden appearance of the sun.
After all, there was no real daylight in Tethys before this, so it is inevitable that it is difficult to suddenly adapt to such a schedule.
The girl rubbed her eyes and went to the kitchen, muttering to herself that she would be discovered if she slept in in the future. In the past, whether it was a blue moon or a silver moon, it was considered night anyway.
She picked up an egg at random, tapped the edge of the bowl with her fingertips, and the eggshell cracked.
The egg liquid flowed into the bottom of the pot, immediately making a pleasant sizzling sound. The girl stared at the gradually solidifying egg liquid in a trance, and suddenly became dazed.
Since when did I become so skilled?
She tilted her head in confusion. Could it be that in her dream she had learned so many cooking skills from a great chef without realizing it?
The girl couldn't help but smile. She shoveled the fried eggs into the plate and naturally sprinkled some salt to season it.
“Pah, pah, pah…so salty!”
She wrinkled her cute little face a little unexpectedly, and subconsciously spat with her pink tongue, but in the end she still finished all the fried eggs on the plate.
Although it was a bit puzzling, she didn't know why salt was added. After all, pancakes topped with honey would definitely be more delicious for breakfast.
But I don’t know why, as if I was used to it, I subconsciously started to fry the eggs and then added some salt, as if this daily routine had been repeated thousands of times.
The branches and leaves of the loquat tree outside the window were almost growing to the window. The girl looked at the vegetable garden which had not been cleaned up today, and her face suddenly fell.
What was wrong with her that she had to cultivate such a large vegetable garden? It would be really tiring to take care of it every day...but it was not in her character to just leave it alone.
"Watering and weeding every day...it's so troublesome," the girl kicked the pebbles on the roadside, but still obediently picked up the kettle and began to take care of the vegetable garden on a daily basis.
Ever since that strange, scorching sun had hung high in the sky of Tethys, she had often felt a sense of emptiness and confusion, as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out from the depths of her soul.
That must be something very important, important enough to anchor the meaning of her existence, but why... no matter how she tried to recall, there was only a blank.
She even forgot her own name. Many people called her the Saint. Even the statue of the Saint in the memorial square had her face.
The greatness that is praised, the achievements that are remembered and appreciated by people, the legendary figure is admired by everyone.
But she had never done anything great, and looking at the statue only made her feel strange.
"Lady Saint, you really don't remember him?"
"What are you talking about? That person must be the Saint Lady..."
Old John in the tavern pointed at the scorching sun outside the window and wanted to ask something, but was quickly glared back by the tavern proprietress.
Come to think of it, ever since the scorching sun appeared, the young man completely disappeared in the dazzling light. Anyone can guess the reason.
The young man must have an unforgettable story with the saint, so he was willing to climb the stairs even at the cost of his life.
But no one knows what kind of bond it is that would make one want to subvert the entire world in order to save the one they love.
His name is not known to anyone.
Just an ordinary person.
However, it was this ordinary person who pulled out the holy sword with his mortal body, and it was this mortal with the fire of his burning soul who surpassed the saint appointed by fate on the steps of the destiny sky.
It ignited the dazzling sun hanging high above the eternal night of Tethys.
His name is not engraved on any monument;
Yet there are still songs praising it.
Thethys no longer sang hymns, only the songs of ordinary people remained, singing about the scorching sun.
The scene of that day was engraved in the hearts of all Tethys people.
The unknown young man held the sword engraved with thousands of stars and brought with him the light of dawn, and completely cut off the overwhelming tide of evil.
Wherever the sword light reached, the sky became clear and blue again, and the scorching sun hanging high in the sky dispelled the last haze of Tethys and spread the true light all over the land.
People looked up, and the light still reflected his figure swinging the sword resolutely, as if shining with the stars.
There was no grand funeral and no tombstone engraved with his achievements.
Only the blazing sun hanging high in the sky is his immortal crown and witness.
And every breeze, every river, and every new green leaf in Tethys are silently telling the nameless story.
"Why am I the only one who...doesn't remember anything?"
She always sat under the loquat tree, enjoying the coolness of its shade and feeling the warm sunshine, as if she could feel that person's touch again.
Leaning against the tree and looking up at the sky, she could see that the stairs leading to the sky were still there. Every time the girl saw the stairs, she felt a little heartache.
When the familiar blue moon came, Tethys welcomed another night.
The girl in the wooden house sat at the dining table, looking at the dishes on the table without eating a single bite. Instead, she picked up the glass filled with Moon Tears.
She picked up the cup and took small sips. The familiar sweetness spread with a brief, almost paralyzing peace, temporarily soothing the emptiness deep in her soul.
When a person's soul loses the most important part, the whole person will become like a walking corpse, and can only live in empty confusion.
"Just forget, and you can embrace the ordinariness you always dream of."
"The Saint's crown is no longer a shackle, but will become a path of supreme glory that belongs only to you."
“The future is your epic.”
In the blank dream, the grand and indifferent voice whispered like this.
If you stop, you can embrace new life. The identity of a saint will no longer be a shackle, but a glorious path that belongs to her alone.
"No...that's not right!"
Ripples of pain appeared in the girl's eyes. The more painful she was, the more she could see the truth. That was definitely not the future she longed for!
A home without him is nothing but a cage in the name of happiness.
No matter how heavy the answer, no matter how high the cost, she must keep going.
"...You insist on doing this?"
"You are but a tiny wave, returning to the boundless ocean without even a ripple. The eternal memory will not change because of the deviation of a ripple."
"Even so, you still want to continue?"
The voice was persuading her to give up. What was wrong with enjoying her dream life now?
Why do you insist on chasing that illusory dream?
He has been responsible for remembering since the ancient times of the distant universe, so how could he change his mind now because of an unexpected ripple?
If the ripples no longer return to the boundless ocean, they will not be able to affect the ocean, and the ripples that do not rely on the ocean will naturally disappear in the future.
In the pure white world, the girl's voice was light but firm: "I just want an answer."
Under that gaze, she opened her eyes.
"You haven't... said you love me yet," big tears rolled down her cheeks. The girl with long silver hair curled up alone beside the cold bed, muttering to herself.
She clearly didn't know who it was and should have forgotten everything, but the emptiness in her soul and heart told her that an important person was missing.
How could a girl with emotions be so dull? Those abnormal habits and every little detail in life hide the shadow of another person.
How could he possibly deceive her?
Under the cold blue moon, the statue of the saint still stands silently in the square, as if always watching the stairs leading to the sky.
The sword marks on the base of the statue are clearly visible, but the sword, once regarded as a sacred symbol, has disappeared.
"It is not the sword that can only be drawn by a saint that is called a holy sword, but the sword that is used to save the world is called a holy sword."
"It is not the holy sword that creates the hero...it is the hero who forges his own holy sword with his mortal body and courage."
“As long as you have courage, you can be invincible.”
Strange yet familiar words popped into her mind without warning. She didn't know when those words came from, but it was as if she had once leaned in someone's arms, listening to him tell the story that did not belong to Tethys.
At that time, she was not used to using the holy sword because it was very heavy, and she would secretly hide in her room and cry. It was he who used words to help her regain her confidence.
The holy sword is gone, and she no longer needs the cold metal to prove the meaning of her existence.
This time...not for the people nor for the mission, but only for herself.
Go find an answer, go get back the person who must never be forgotten!
Even if she was just a ripple destined to dissipate.
More than a month has passed since the day that changed the world. The "Stairs to the Sky" that were supposed to be paved for the Saint to meet the gods have not disappeared for some reason. However, the stairs have become extremely dim. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see where the stairs are.
For the people of Tethys, it was like a coordinate to commemorate the past and also a brand new future.
For her, it is the only way to touch the truth and mend her broken soul.
The girl with long silver hair stood in front of the arch of the stairs, her white skirt swaying slightly in the night breeze. For some reason, she seemed to be full of fear and anxiety about the stairs.
But now, why is there only the warmth of spring breeze in her heart, as if someone is gently comforting her and telling her not to be afraid.
"I am coming!"
Not knowing who she was talking to, or whether she was trying to ignite the last bit of courage for herself, the girl took a deep breath and stepped onto the first dim step.
The moment her bare feet touched the cold stone steps, a faint but extremely clear tremor spread from the soles of her feet to her entire body.
That is not a physical vibration, but a resonance from the depths of the soul!
“If you feel tired, take a break.”
An illusory yet extremely clear white figure had quietly stood on the steps not far ahead at some point.
He was standing against the light, his face blurred in the soft glow, but that warm smile remained unchanged: "I didn't fall in love with you just to get you to do something, but I fell in love with you because I wanted to do something for you."
A name, a name that is ready to come out.
"wait for me..."
"wait for me--!"
She choked up, no longer hesitated, and walked up step by step firmly towards the sunny shadow.
With every step you take, the soul resonance under your feet becomes stronger.
The lost soul is traveling through the distant time, coming to you in a desperate embrace.
"Like this, gently hold the edge with both hands, and then tap it like this... See, it's easy, right?"
In the pure white memory, a warm light suddenly cracked open. Someone was holding her hands gently and lightly breaking the eggshell.
"Don't you know you are very beautiful, Saint?"
The feeling of warmth that rippled throughout her chest and the belated sweetness that made her cheeks blush were also the first time the seed of throbbing sprouted.
Every time you step onto a step, the shackles of sealed memory will shatter!
Those memories that were forcibly erased, which once carried happiness and tears, rushed into her mind like the flapping wings of white birds.
"The key. You can come anytime you want. This is our home."
If you lower your head, you can see an ordinary key tightly held in your palm, but it is this key that represents that warm little home.
“In the end, the boy did not tell anyone that he saved the world. Instead, he faced the dragon alone at the cost of burning a quarter of his life.”
There seemed to be a blazing fire burning in his pupils, a fire that was about to set the world on fire.
Those stories that were no longer in Tethys' memory were told to her word by word by him.
Condensing pure emotion into power, even the laws of the world will change.
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