After the transformation of Who Writes the Unwritten, silence floated in the space between narratives. Li-formerly known as Lin-stood amidst a constellation of points of light, sensing a fundamental change in the structure of reality. However, deep within him, a faint uneasiness began to grow.Lin Fengtian opened his eyes with a jerk, his breath hunting in the cold morning air. It was that dream again-the same vision that had haunted him for weeks. In his dreams, he was always someone called “Li,” an entity facing off against a primordial force called the One Who Writes the Unwritten.He rose from the bed, his sleeping robe feeling cold against his skin. His luxurious apartment in the Silver Dragon Tower-the tallest building in Yueshan City-offered a panoramic view of the city waking up under the tinge of dawn. But this morning, even that beauty could not chase away her restlessness.“Who is Li?” she whispered to herself, the same question she had asked hundreds of times. “And why doe

Li Fengtian's steps towards the black hole-the portal that gaped like a mouth of primordial darkness-stopped after seven steps. Not because of hesitation, but because of the sudden understanding that infiltrated his consciousness.“We've been dancing in the same scenario over and over again,” he said, his voice calm even as the world around him was crumbling. “The Prima Narrative creates the illusion of choice, but in the end, there is always a hidden way out.”The figure claiming to be the first triplet-the alpha subject-stared at him with black pupil-less eyes that were now filled with shock.“What are you talking about?” the alpha subject asked, the pendant in his hand glowing brighter and brighter.Li Fengtian turned around, a faint smile on his androgynous face-a perfect blend of Lin and Li's features.“The third truth,” he replied. “The choice you never showed me.”With movements too fast for ordinary eyes to follow, Li Fengtian touched the pendant on his chest with one hand, an

“I will leave...” Li Fengtian took a deep breath, his fingers almost touching the shaking surface of the mirror, “...my certainty.”Feng looked at him wide-eyed. “What do you mean?”“Every step I've taken so far has been based on the belief that I am the only 'awakened' Li Fengtian,” she replied, her heterochromatic eyes radiating determination. “That belief is what I will leave in exchange.”The library nodded slowly, its half-book face displaying an unreadable expression. “Exchange accepted. Doubt in exchange for certainty. Interesting.”Without another word, Li Fengtian pushed his hand through the mirror. An unusually cold sensation traveled from his fingertips, creeping up his arms, then throughout his body. He heard Feng shout his name before the world around him shattered into shards of spinning reality.Lin stood stiffly before the Border Council, her hands trembling as she tried to reread the document that had just been handed to her. Li beside her seemed equally tense, the wo

The violet light from the three united pendants dazzled the eyes, filling the Prism Room with energy that shook the foundations of the Library of Narratives. Lin, Li, and Feng stood within that vortex of energy, their bodies beginning to fade and merge into a paradoxical cosmic harmony-both separate and as one.“NO!” Yang Mengedit shouted, his half-book face torn apart by horror. “You don't understand the consequences!”But his voice was drowned out in the rumble of energy that shook the entire existence. Amidst the swirl of purple light, Lin looked at Li one last time as two separate entities. In their gaze was a pure understanding-about fate, about choice, and about acceptance.The rumbling reached its peak, and in an explosion of blinding light, everything turned white.***A drop of water fell onto the floor of the cave, its sound echoing in the tense silence. Lin Fengtian opened his eyes slowly, consciousness flowing back into his body that felt unfamiliar yet familiar. He rose s

The Tower of Inverted Babel loomed before Lin Fengtian like a black needle piercing the sky from below. At the foot of the tower, shadows moved with an unnatural rhythm-like a reminder that this place was beyond the normal laws of physics.Lin felt the fragments of narrative within him react to the proximity of the Scrying Mirror. Some cowered in fear, others trembled in anticipation. The purple-black energy that was now part of her aura pulsed more strongly, as if negotiating with the darkness of Nidhogg that she had absorbed.“You don't have to do this alone,” said the Editing One who had followed her since the encounter at Twin Moon Lake. Her silver mask now covered only half her face, revealing pale white skin with black veins that moved like living ink.Lin turned her head. “You followed me not out of concern for my safety.”“That's right,” Yang Mengedit admitted without guilt. “I followed you because you now hold the key to my continued existence.”Lin smiled slightly. She appre