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The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven CIRCLE OF DESTINY
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
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven THE PENARASIK PARADOX
Surprise is an emotion foreign to the First Penarasik. As an architect of reality, she was used to seeing the story flow according to the structure she had designed. However, when two entities from her own narrative appeared in her dimly lit workspace, for the first time in her long existence, she felt a chill run down her spine.“No way,” he whispered, backing away from his desk that was covered in stacks of papers and old reference books. “You can't be here.”Lin Fengtian stood calmly, the Crossing Sigil on his chest pulsing with a purple-black light that reflected on the walls of the workspace filled with bookshelves. Beside him, the Editing One-or the Last Guardian-was still clutching his hand, his face now fully visible behind the silver mask that had disappeared. The face of an old man with silvery eyes and ancient calligraphy tattooed on his forehead.“Nothing is impossible in a broken narrative,” Lin replied, her calm voice at odds with the chaos they had just created. “Especi
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven THE SHADOW OF THE INTERSECTION
Silence has its own color at the crossroads of reality. For Lin Fengtian, who is now Axis Mundi-the axis of the world that bridges all dimensions-the silence is metallic gray with a purple tinge, like lightning frozen in time.A hundred years had passed since its transformation, or perhaps it was just the blink of an eye. Time became a relative concept when one's existence spanned across all layers of reality. Lin had familiarized himself with his new state-half there, half not, present everywhere yet not quite anywhere. His body semi-transparent, shifting between density and nothingness as needed, the Sigil of the Crossroads on his chest pulsed with a rhythm synchronized with the heartbeat of the universe.From her unique position, Lin can see the workings of the three pen fragments that now maintain the balance of the narrative. The First Pen with its Pen of Creation continues to give birth to new worlds, the Editing One with its Pen of Transformation maintains and develops existing
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven THE GATES OF HEAVEN
A pair of golden eyes gazed up at the ancient scroll spread out before him. Elder Wei Xuan, with his white robes fluttering gently in the heavenly breeze, let his gnarled fingers trace the silvery glowing characters. Around him, the Nine Tier Crystal Hall reflected the light from the waterfall of light that flowed endlessly in the distance.“Master,” the voice of Zhao Ming, a young disciple with eyes filled with curiosity, broke the silence. “Why should there be a separation between the heavenly realm and the darkness?”Wei Xuan lifted his gaze from the scroll. His golden eyes implied the wisdom of thousands of years. In the distance, a red cloud formation began to move unnaturally, as if giving a sign.“Balance, Zhao Ming,” he replied in a deep voice that echoed in the crystal hall. “But your question comes at the right time. Today, red clouds are gathering in the east-a sign that something has disturbed the balance that has been maintained for thousands of years.”Wei Xuan rose from
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven UNWAVERING LAW
The Hall of Eternal Crystal trembled gently as the Supreme Immortals entered the room. The thousand-foot-tall crystal columns reflected the golden light from their robes, creating a kaleidoscope of light that danced in the air. Zhao Lingyun, his piercing eyes as dark as night, sat in the darkest corner of the hall, as he had always done for the past thousand years.“The realm boundary violation has reached a critical point,” Supreme Deity Bai Xuanting's voice echoed in the hall. His long white beard moved as he spoke, each strand seeming to hold thousands of years of wisdom. “Since... that incident, more souls have dared to challenge the eternal laws.”Zhao Lingyun tightened his grip on the jade pen in his hand. He knew exactly what 'incident' he was referring to-the story of the forbidden love between Li Tianshen and Xiao Yingmei that was now a whispered legend in both realms.“Your Majesty,” a golden-eyed elder rose from his seat. “I bring a report from the eastern border. Three wee
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven THE YOUNG GENERAL
Dawn hadn't even touched the horizon when the sound of clashing swords began to echo through the Valley of Light. Zhao Lingyun stood tall at the top of the crystal rock formation, his golden-white war robes fluttering in the morning breeze. Below him, a thousand heavenly warriors moved in a formation that had never been seen before in the Heavenly Realm.“Second move!” he called, his voice echoing throughout the valley. “Remember the basic principle-light is not just for offense. It can flow like water, gentle yet deadly.”The warriors moved in unison, their light sabers forming patterns that looked like a dance. The holy energy flowed in a beautiful yet deadly spiral. In the distance, a group of elders observed with sour faces.“Too... unorthodox,” muttered one of them. “He taught them to use light like... like...”“Like shadows,” another elder finished his sentence. “Zhao Lingyun was a genius at war strategy, but his methods were dangerous. He blurs the line between light and shadow
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven FORBIDDEN QUESTION
Golden glittering dust flew as Zhao Lingyun pulled a worn scroll from the highest shelf of the Ancient Library. The room was silent, only the ticking of the water clock from the corner of the room breaking the silence. Outside, the sun had long since set, and the dim light from the lamp crystals created dancing shadows on the tall walls of the library.“History of Realm Interaction: Early Period of Separation,” he read the scroll's title silently. His practiced hands carefully broke the ancient seal. However, as the scroll unfolded, his brow furrowed in confusion.The initial pages looked normal, containing the standard accounts of the separation of realms. But in the middle of the scroll, the writing changed. Not only was the content different-the style of writing, even the energy emanating from the ink was unfamiliar.“...and in those days, before the Supreme Council enacted the Law of Absolute Separation, the two realms lived in harmony. Light and shadow were not enemies, but two s
The Gate of Eternity Curse of Heaven A COMPLICATED CHOICE
Zhao Lingyun stared at Wei Xuan's slowly disappearing figure, his words echoing in his mind: “the truth written in your own blood.” He grasped the badge tightly, feeling its cold metallic texture. The changing names on its surface-Hong Ying, Lin Chen, Ying Fenghua-were like puzzle pieces that refused to fit together properly.That night, Zhao Lingyun couldn't sleep. He sat in front of the window of his room, staring at the red clouds that were never absent from the sky of the heavenly realm. For years, he had taken the cloud's presence for granted-a natural phenomenon that was said to have appeared since the Great War five hundred years ago. But now, after everything that had happened, he began to wonder.“Red clouds,” he muttered to himself. “Always there, never changing... like a perpetual reminder of something to be forgotten.”Suddenly, an almost forgotten memory came to mind. When he was a child, his grandfather had once told him about the sky of the heavenly realm that used to b
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THE SHADOW OF THE INTERSECTION
Silence has its own color at the crossroads of reality. For Lin Fengtian, who is now Axis Mundi-the axis of the world that bridges all dimensions-the silence is metallic gray with a purple tinge, like lightning frozen in time.A hundred years had passed since its transformation, or perhaps it was just the blink of an eye. Time became a relative concept when one's existence spanned across all layers of reality. Lin had familiarized himself with his new state-half there, half not, present everywhere yet not quite anywhere. His body semi-transparent, shifting between density and nothingness as needed, the Sigil of the Crossroads on his chest pulsed with a rhythm synchronized with the heartbeat of the universe.From her unique position, Lin can see the workings of the three pen fragments that now maintain the balance of the narrative. The First Pen with its Pen of Creation continues to give birth to new worlds, the Editing One with its Pen of Transformation maintains and develops existing
THE PENARASIK PARADOX
Surprise is an emotion foreign to the First Penarasik. As an architect of reality, she was used to seeing the story flow according to the structure she had designed. However, when two entities from her own narrative appeared in her dimly lit workspace, for the first time in her long existence, she felt a chill run down her spine.“No way,” he whispered, backing away from his desk that was covered in stacks of papers and old reference books. “You can't be here.”Lin Fengtian stood calmly, the Crossing Sigil on his chest pulsing with a purple-black light that reflected on the walls of the workspace filled with bookshelves. Beside him, the Editing One-or the Last Guardian-was still clutching his hand, his face now fully visible behind the silver mask that had disappeared. The face of an old man with silvery eyes and ancient calligraphy tattooed on his forehead.“Nothing is impossible in a broken narrative,” Lin replied, her calm voice at odds with the chaos they had just created. “Especi
CIRCLE OF DESTINY
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
INTERSECTION OF NARRATIVES
Seven days passed since Lin's encounter with the messenger of the Three-Eyed Oracle. Seven days that changed his beliefs about fate and the balance he thought he understood.That morning, dew still covered the leaves as Lin strode along the shores of Twin Moon Lake. The crystal dagger pulsed warmly at his waist, as if responding to something invisible to the ordinary eye. Lin halted his steps, his black eyes sweeping across the water's silvery surface.“They're watching you,” whispered an old woman's voice-one of the fragments of her inner narrative. “From the depths of the water. From the cracks between realities.”Lin didn't answer, just fingered the hilt of her crystal dagger, feeling the connection that had now become an integral part of her existence.“You're starting to feel the change, aren't you?” A new voice rang through the air, so real that Lin turned her head to make sure no one else was around.Under the shadow of an ancient willow tree, a silver masked figure stood tall.
THE SHADOW OF DESTINY
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 PRISM OF TRUTH
The cracks in the Border Council floor widened, swallowing up empty chairs and old wooden tables. Wei Longchen and the Council members who had just been freed from their freeze rushed to safety, leaving Lin, Li, and Feng facing the coldly smiling figure of the Library.“Three fragments that shouldn't meet,” the Library said, its voice echoing like thousands of whispers speaking simultaneously. “Very... unconventional.”Lin stepped forward, the red pendant in her hand pulsing like a burning heart. “What exactly do you want?”“Balance,” replied the Library, its completely black eyes unblinking. “Narratives are fragile structures. Every deviation creates a branch, every branch creates a weight. And when the weight is too heavy...”The figure raised his hand towards the ceiling of the room, which was now beginning to crack as well, flakes of plaster falling like gray snow.“...the entire structure could collapse.”Feng stepped next to Lin, the purple pendant in his hand now emitting a mor
Fragmented Resonance
“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
A MAZE OF IDENTITIES
Five Peaks Mountain greeted them with an unearthly silence. Li Fengtian and the human figure who had once been the One Who Writes the Unwritten-who now called himself Feng-stood on the highest peak, gazing at a panorama that should have been familiar yet somehow felt alien.“Something's not right,” Li Fengtian whispered, his heterochromic eyes sweeping the landscape below. Yueshan City looked intact in the distance, no sign of the destruction or reality distortion that had once threatened its existence. Yet there was something odd about the way the skyscrapers reflected the sunlight-as if they were made of too-perfect glass.“This is not the Yueshan we left behind,” Feng agreed, a deep frown forming on his forehead. “This is... another version.”Li Fengtian touched the single pendant on his chest-the result of the union of the three narrative keys-and felt an unusually subtle vibration. Something about the narrative they were entering felt out of sync with his meta-narrative conscious
Five Peaks Mountain
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
