Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

It's really interesting...

I kind of want to try it, but whether it's a soul in the dark responding to myself, or creating a life according to my imagination, it's very sad...

It is pitiful for a soul to always exist in falsehood. It is also pitiful for a person to come to this sad world but not know what a worthwhile life is.

It is more of a fear that one of the five sinners, the alchemist known as "Gold", uses this method to find souls willing to respond to him and give life to his creations.

The world that souls see after coming to this world is different from that of ordinary people, just like Durin, who thought he was dancing with Tevarin until his death...

A moment before death, I realized that it was not the case, but it was too late...

Excessive power will gradually drive people crazy, but I won't, after all, I am still very weak...

I will buy some books when I have more money. It is really annoying that I need money to read a book now...

I counted my own piggy bank and found that there was still some money in it, but it was still not enough to buy books. After all, these books were very expensive now...

I picked up a gem, it was a purple gem, I liked it very much, it was the same color as my pendant. Purple was my favorite color, and blue was my second favorite.

The gem that was sold was finally redeemed, and a 10% handling fee was charged. Well, that's how the place works, if it can be redeemed on time, then a 10% handling fee will be charged, if not, the price will be increased.

To be precise, it is still good. Although the 10% handling fee is high, it is still acceptable when you really need it urgently.

If someone wants to buy it before the redemption date, they will need to pay extra money... In other words, as long as the money is enough, regardless of whether the item was just sold or not, and regardless of whether its owner wants to redeem it or not, these items have already belonged to others.

“I’ll find a jeweler next time… I’ve already made the necklace, so I’ll make a bracelet…” I don’t want to change the necklace on my body for the time being. The workmanship is still the same as before, which makes me feel comfortable, relatively monotonous, but not too monotonous.

He said that he was going to go next door to make some medicine, and ran down quickly to promise that he would keep an eye on the store.

"I'll be back at lunch time. Tell me if you want to eat anything. Go down the stairs slowly next time. It's easy to fall. Although the stairs have been repaired, they are still a little dangerous." Be careful when going down the stairs. It will be very painful if you fall. I once fell down the stairs and it took me a long time to get up.

Decided to create a butterfly... create a crystal butterfly and give it a short life.

The colorless crystal core was held in the hand, replaced with butterfly wings, and the crystal for equivalent exchange was found.

"Respond to me, life lost in the darkness, I will attach your soul to the body in my hand... May you come to this world and witness the beauty."

I closed my eyes and arrived at another place. My body seemed to be in a stream of water, being pushed forward unconsciously. When I opened my eyes in consciousness, I saw a group of little guys sleeping, wrapped in a layer of light film.

A butterfly broke free from the light film and slowly approached me. I stretched out my hand and gently touched my consciousness. It returned to my body and came from the cold and dark place to a world full of light.

"Hello?" The lifeless object just now slowly flapped its wings and flew up, flew to his face, and touched him gently.

Mother……

It was a very soft sound, but I was sure that I was not hallucinating. It was made by the butterfly, and it was made with its heart.

Thank you.

"How long can you exist?" The butterfly flew back to his hand and he held it carefully, afraid of accidentally breaking its beautiful wings.

One hour.

The average lifespan of a caterpillar after it becomes a butterfly should be only a few days, so is this life also related to these things?

"Where do you want to go? I will accompany you today, I will take you to see the world... and be your mother for an hour." After all, they are your own creations, so it's okay for me to be their mother, right?

Flowers... don't seem to be able to express themselves with words.

Want to see flowers? There are lots of them.

There are many medicinal herbs used for refining here, as well as fresh flowers preserved in special ways. I carefully flew to these flowers and tried hard to smell the fragrance.

"Do you want to go see the flowers that are still alive?" The moment a flower is picked, it is already dead. It would be really sad if the only meaning of being appreciated by others is gone.

it is good……

The gardens of the two houses are interconnected, but they were not originally connected. I connected them myself, and it is very simple to separate them again, but there is no need to do so for the time being because I have rented both sides.

Flying to all kinds of flowers, both seen before and not seen before, greedy for this temporary beauty.

With such a body, it is no longer able to absorb nectar, and all it can do is smell it.

Under the gusts of wind, they dance to their heart's content, life struggles in the wind, and the unyielding and resistance of life are worth singing loudly...

A stronger wind blew and the butterfly was blown to the ground. When it wanted to catch itself again, it found that it flew up again with the help of the wind. It was blown down by the wind countless times and flew up again countless times.

"If you don't like it, we can go somewhere else. The wind here is a bit strong." He was a little worried about this fragmented body. Although alchemy successfully combined all the materials, he was still worried that it would fall apart in the air.

Like...like the wind

Without saying anything more, I just quietly watched the butterflies dancing in the wind. Every time they flapped their wings, they were challenging their limits, feeling the wind flying over their wings and feeling the feeling in the sky.

Mother……

Calling me: "What's wrong?"

I think the name...

Name? Seeing the flowers blooming nearby, I blurted out a name without thinking too much: "Windmill daisy, that's the name of this flower, and it's also a flower that likes the wind."

Pointing at the windmill daisy that was slowly turning in the wind, the butterfly slowly descended and landed on the flower.

Same name, like... After saying that, it flew back into the warm palm again, I like mom.

The products of alchemy seem to have a nestling complex, recognizing the first creature they see as their mother and becoming extremely dependent on it...

"Mom likes you, too..." Such a weak life will soon come to an end. If it weren't for me, there would be no need to experience death again...

Mom, sad.

It seems to want to wipe away its tears with its wings. Look at the butterfly's wings, there is powder on them, and once the wings are torn off, it will be difficult for the butterfly to fly.

So wipe away your tears yourself.