Original God, looking for the heart

——In space——

"...Go over, accept..." Zhu Yue murmured. The crystal seems to be hollow, and you can clearly see the butterfly inside fluttering its wings and hitting the crystal wall.

The dragon's breath escaped from the crystal in the center of the weapon and instantly transformed into a human form. A ball of wind immediately formed in the hands of the Rangers.

"Wait, that's Zhu Yue, a good man." Mo Bei couldn't think of a word to describe Zhu Yue for a while, so he could only use "good" to describe it, "To be precise, it should be 'good dragon'. Wanderer, My weapons are made of him."

Wanderers have heard that some items contain "weapon spirits". But "turning it into a weapon" is probably not a common situation. He withdrew the wind ball.

"I forgive your offense."

The weapon in Mo Bei's hand flew to Zhu Yue's hand, and a butterfly separated from the red crystal. The butterfly flapped its wings and flew towards Zhu Yue, landing on his fingertips, "Boy, I can return the memory to you."

Mo Bei was visibly happy: "Really?! You can give him back to me?!"

The wanderer stretched out his hand to block Mo Bei while questioning Zhu Yue: "What is the purpose of taking away his memory." The other party's previous tone made him dissatisfied. After knowing that he was one of the culprits that caused Mo Bei's amnesia, he became even more vigilant.

"Hmph, you have entered the World Tree." Zhu Yue's expression was serious, "His past, do you think it will have no impact on him at all?"

Indeed, Wanderer already knew Mo Bei's experience. As for the past things... taking them away is a better choice for Mo Bei. Getting it now - acceptance, or - collapse...?

The atmosphere is weird, especially the part where you feel it from the homeless people.

"What's wrong?" Mo Bei asked softly.

"...No. If you want to get your memory back, I won't stop you." The wanderer hugged Mo Bei tightly and refused to let go, "Remember, I will love you."

Patting the wanderer's back gently, Mo Bei felt his new heartbeat. After a long time, when the wanderer was willing to let go, he asked Zhu Yue for that memory.

Hearing this, Zhu Yue once again confirmed whether Mo Bei was ready to accept it.

"Yes. My past, I have to face it myself."

"Of course, you can keep him company." After saying this, Zhuri turned into a giant dragon again, and the weapon floated with it. The candle dragon flew into the air and took up residence, and a huge red crystal gradually appeared in the center.

A thin rustling sound sounded, and a large butterfly flew out of the crystal.

The wanderer held Mo Bei's hand, and what he spied on couldn't help but make him feel nervous.

The red butterflies flew towards Mo Bei in an orderly manner, and as they approached, they turned into dots of small red light clusters and merged into his body. The moment he came into contact with the light group, Mo Bei fainted, and then he was held in the arms of the wanderer and sat down against a tree.

The giant dragon leaned forward and spit out a ball of ethereal energy that enveloped the two of them. Gradually, the wanderer was also pulled away from his thoughts, leaning against the tree trunk and closing his eyes.

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"Mr. Escher, thank you for your help."

The tender voice of children wakes up the wanderer. He opened his eyes and found two people sitting opposite him. The tea that had just been brewed was steaming, and the child looked at the person opposite with reverence.

The Wanderer felt like nauseating when he saw that face, and even more so, he gathered the wind blade and threw it all over his face: "Escher, Dotore!" The attack seemed to be blocked, and even if there was a touch, it was just like hitting a reflection in the water. Let the scene trance for a moment.

The incense on the table produced clouds of smoke, white as milk, that separated the wanderer from the two.

The murmured words and subtle noises attracted the wanderer to turn around.

The shadow under the young child's feet was stretched very long in the dim candlelight. A big black snake emerged from it, spitting out its core and crawling onto the child's body.

"You killed Niwa, killed Katsuragi, and ruined everyone's lives!"

The big snake is very satisfied with such negative emotions. The energy previously condensed in the crystallized bone marrow can no longer satisfy it. Children's emotions are like soil, and "black" can better nourish it——

The "snake" changes. Its outline is blurry, and when you look closely, it has become a "human being". Lowering his head, he whispered a few words to the child, then raised the child's hand from behind——

"Look, it's your power. Ha~ this is the right way to use it."

Anger, sadness, and unwillingness overwhelmed Mo Bei, and the shogunate soldiers standing in front of him instantly turned into blood foam and died.

Candlelight, wooden houses, skeletons... everything that made up the picture dissipated in a gust of wind. Only Mo Bei still maintained the same posture at that time, staring dullly ahead.

His heart beat hard in his chest, and the wanderer lowered his head, feeling the breeze blowing around his side. He walked over to the child, squatted down, and spread his fingers.

In this way, it can fit tightly into the child's palm.

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