Each Time I Use The Primordial Spirit, I Will Resurrect One

Hearing the word [wear], I wondered,

"So what exactly is wear?"

Wendy froze for a moment, then closed her eyes and said in a lighthearted tone:

"Wear and tear is mainly reflected in mood and memory, and it continues to increase over time."

"As long as it is a creature of Tivat, it is worn out all the time."

"It's just that the vast majority of living things, ordinary people, have a limited and short life, and they die before the wear and tear produce obvious symptoms."

"And the gods, the demon gods, due to their long lifespan, wear and tear will slowly show hideous minions."

In short, it is to live too long and experience too much, the "person" changes, the view of people or things changes, and forgets their original intention.

"Until the fall, the demonization, the self-destruction..."

It won't!

"As long as it is a state of mind, it can be compensated."

"As long as it is a memory, it can be retrieved."

"As long as it is the original intention, it can be picked up."

Wendy slowly opened her eyes,

"But something lost is lost."

"Never come back."

"Even if you get it back, it's not the same feeling."

"It's like when I was about to forget Mond, and I came back to Mond in desperation."

"But everything has changed, whether it is people or things, even the big oak tree that rises from the wind is not as short as I remember."

"Everything was boring, I had to drink to get by, and only when the alcohol was catalyzed would I feel a little bit of joy."

"I always think..." "

Everything is fate, everything is samsara."

"I don't know how long I'll last..."

"Until I see you."

"Your

eyes..." "Not like me..."

Wendy lifted her empty face with both hands and looked at him tenderly with those big eyes.

But his water-like eyes were no longer clear and bright, but full of vicissitudes and gloom.

Just like his heart....

Sora couldn't believe it:

"How so? How so?

Wendy stroked her empty face with her hand:

"Sorry, I really scared you."

"So, when I first met you, I really envied you."

"Your eyes, your heart, have no signs of wear at all."

"Later, I learned that you are a traveler from another world, and I understood."

"I guess your separation from your sister must have been caused by heaven."

"After all, the appearance of immortals like you in Tivat is itself against reincarnation and against heavenly law."

"But for someone as strong as you, Tianli must have used all his strength to separate you and your sister."

"And the purpose of heaven is self-evident, she wants you to wear out in loss and sink forever in Tivat."

"But you did not sink, but got the recognition of this world, obtained the priesthood of death, and achieved the position of death."

"It's so good that only the immortal are qualified to become the god of death, giving others hope of resurrection."

"Huh, you know what?"

"Before that, I relied on you, in fact, I wanted you to end the me who was about to fall at some point in the future, and then bury me, and then I will live forever with you in your heart."

"Although it seems that it is not necessary now, I know that you will not watch me die."

"But I still want to rely on you."

"For I feel joy in you."

"This pleasure is a hundred times stronger than fine wine."

"This joy makes my whole body feel good."

"It wears out a lot slower."

"I didn't expect me to feel that way too."

"I originally thought that human love did not belong to me, so that there was no difference between men and women in terms of gender."

"But I feel it in my empty body."

"So can I rely on you?"

"Is that okay? May I? May I?

Sora didn't speak, just slowly approached Wendy's lips in response.

And Wendy was looking forward to his answer.

Looking forward to it....

Slowly, slowly....