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There's a PV for March 7th, should I write about it? What do you readers think?
Chapter 89 Another Thousand Star Journey
The wind travels through this still time.
The man's consciousness had faded, but his last words still echoed in the still wind.
"...That's the story. I went to the future, a long, long time from now, and had all sorts of adventures. In the end, I had the opportunity to tell you the truth about the world."
The voices of young Otto and Otto who had reached the finish line overlapped at that moment.
"Don't worry. This time, everything will change because of you."
"Just like a long, long time ago, you changed a certain boy."
"It was a spring morning..."
"He, who was disliked by others, met you, who had climbed over the wall to come to him."
You greet him warmly and invite him to play with you.
"And at that very moment—"
"This boy found redemption in his life."
The last words ceased to echo, and the wind began to flow again.
Farewell,
"My great inventor."
At the end of the story, Karen slowly opened her eyes.
He knew he didn't have Otto's schemes to control the world, nor did he have the power to reverse time.
But his love for her was genuine.
Just as he said when he set off.
"I'm going to chase after her. I'm going to chase after time!"
The power of love transcends time and can create miracles!
Otto has proven this to the world and to everyone.
"Farewell, Otto Apocalypse."
"Farewell, Bishop of Destiny."
"Farewell, Bishop."
Farewell, great inventor.
Upon seeing this sentence, Void Treasury was taken aback.
It is simply the opposite of Tiangang!
"Perhaps you shouldn't have said those things. After all, just now you salvaged a lot of good reputation for yourself in front of the whole world, but now you've ruined it yourself."
"on purpose?"
Inside the office of the Bishop of Destiny, Void Treasury asked in confusion.
Otto gently tapped the armrest of his chair. He looked at the barrage of criticism directed at him in the live chat and the chat room, and said with a smile, "I don't need other people's sympathy; it's useless to me."
"The villain's farewell performance hasn't even started yet. Before that, I have to do my job as a villain to the best of my ability."
The world's hatred can be gathered on him alone.
[Thus Spoke Apocalypse]
[Playback complete]
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Thousand Stars Travel PV: "Dear March 7th"
The instant the system notification appeared, Xing's hand moved with lightning speed, exceeding all limits. The word "first" that she had already typed in the chat box was waiting to be sent!
"I did it!"
Humanity triumphs over technology!
"Silver Wolf, speak!"
Xing immediately shouted loudly towards a deserted corner of the train.
"Tsk~ You win this time."
Silver Wolf's holographic projection appeared silently in the corner that Star was facing, chewing bubble gum as he spoke.
"What do you mean I won? I clearly won big! Admit it, it's not shameful to lose to my fast hand speed."
March 7th scratched his head in a somewhat indescribable way.
For some reason, she had felt a strange tremor in her heart from the very beginning.
"March 7th, March 7th, what nonsense are you thinking about!"
March 7 shook his head, shaking off those chaotic thoughts, and then looked at the light screen with anticipation.
Chapter 90 Dear March 7th
The flickering candlelight was constantly being lit.
Bathed in the candlelight, her once radiant pink hair was tinged with a faint, blood-red hue.
"March 7th" stands before the broken mirror, and his image is reflected in it.
"The last day,"
"When the candle goes out..."
Her hand gently brushed across the March 7th photo album.
A group photo of all members of the Star Train, with a label written by March 7th himself.
And everything I recorded on my first visit to Onphalus—
Beneath the colossal body of the Titan Cephall, who bears the weight of the world, lies the prosperous city of Ohma. The Tree Garden, a school for seekers of knowledge. The City of Suspended Edge, the coronation ground for heroes and warriors.
"Before forgetting,"
"Please offer your most precious possession,"
""memory""】
Bai E rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
"Do you remember 97 days ago?"
"The first day of arrival in Onphalus,"
"You've learned firsthand how cruel this world is."
"You left guidance for the saint,"
"To help her escape her original fate."
Before the Temple of Destiny, on March 7th, when it descended upon Onphalus, she encountered a red-haired saintess who wanted to shatter the prophecy and seize the Titan "Fire Seed" of the Path.
Her name was Tyresipeus, the daughter of three lives.
On March 7th, they helped him escape from the guards' attempts to capture him.
Thus begins a legendary journey spanning millennia and overthrowing the gods.
"Day 14,"
March 7th passed through Ohma, protected by Kefal.
"She whispered in my ear"—A child from Ohma.
"36 days,"
On the seventh day of the third month, I walked through the place where scholars sought knowledge, and the courtyard of the sacred parasol tree.
"She saved my life" — a person who fell off a cliff.
"70 days,"
On March 7th, I walked through the city of Suspended Edge, where warriors gathered, and through Stikosia, a place that had never been surrounded by death.
"She once gave me an ice crystal"—a girl who longed for beauty.
"You have never given up searching for companions from beyond the heavens."
She started running, chasing after the fluttering butterflies.
“Until the 95th day…”
He had just reviewed the experimental records of these 30 million cycles, and specifically retrieved the data related to "Pink Cloud Celestial Maiden" and "Outer Heaven Person." The former had traces to follow, while the latter had no records.
Is it the power of "memory"?
"Memory" is special, and the concept of time is special from the perspective of "memory", so this possibility is very high.
Many memoirists have tried to influence Onpharos's operation through memes, but he has stopped them all.
To bypass him and directly interfere with Onfaros, to put it arrogantly, they couldn't even manage "memory".
Unless this is... a "memory" forgotten by "memory".
"In this light, the intrusion of the Star Train in the future is not an accident, but rather a move they have made, something destined."
A butterfly landed on a candle flame and burned to ashes.
On March 7th, holding the colorless ashes in his hands, he silently lowered his head.
"Still don't believe me?"
"You are just a..."
"A ghost that no one can see."
The world is colorful, and everyone is happy together.
Only March 7th was shrouded in gray, isolated from the world.
She has witnessed the prosperity of yesterday and the destruction of today.
"not to mention,"
"Liuguang Yiting has torn off his mask of kindness."
Yi Ting's conspiracy begins to unfold; from the very beginning, their goals were unlike anything else.
Under the hands of the one who remembers in the Memory Court, the only color in March 7's eyes shattered, turning into a dim blood red.
A blood-red jellyfish flew by; that was "her" power.
"They are lying in wait; they are eyeing it."
"A blasphemous plot is brewing."
Unlike previous years, the "March 7th" festival progressed step by step.
She lifted March 7's chin from the broken mirror, bringing their eyes together.
"Now, are you willing to face me?"
"Face your 'past'..."
She tilted her head back, as if looking up at the sky.
Could it be the world that belongs to "him"?
Dan Heng silently summoned the attack cloud and slowly clenched it.
Nurturing the star core for a thousand days, using the star core for a single moment.
Others might not know, but she knew that this guy might actually do it!