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

"Well, that's not wrong to understand it this way." The other party looked very serious, which made him feel very strange.

The other party would not make such a joke, but if so, why wouldn't they be called human beings?

"In fact, there, humans are divided into a very large concept, with many subdivisions. True pure-blooded humans are very rare... Well, you have to understand the differences between everyone. When I say very few, I mean pure-blooded humans. There are many mixed-bloods there..."

"Are you mixed-blood?"

"Yes, but our race is a mixture of blood and not mixed with blood from other places, so I can actually be considered purebred to be precise? Well, it feels like discussing the breed of pets..."

"I've always felt that emphasizing so-called bloodlines is like discussing pets. I wonder if you think so too..."

"Ah... Actually... I also think that your race should be classified as humans, but they don't allow it... Maybe it's because your race has been isolated from the outside world for a long time..."

Just like humans are divided into different races?

"Of course I can understand this, just like the general concept of human beings is divided into many races... Although I don't doubt the meaning behind it, I can still feel that it contains something disgusting."

"It's good to understand. That sword... hurt many people and took many lives."

"There's a very ominous aura lingering on it... I also feel sick, but my body is telling me that this sword is the best for me. My body tells me that I should use this thing..."

"You are the last owner of this sword... Once you leave this world, this sword will disappear..."

"So it's unilaterally linked to my life?" He tilted his head and looked at the other person, then nodded as if he understood. "Once I leave completely, this sword will also dissipate. It's magical. So theoretically, this sword and I have a very strong connection, right?"

The other party didn't expect that he would say that, and nodded subconsciously, then suddenly realized what he was asking, and shook his head violently: "I know what you think, so don't!"

“Okay, okay…” The other person’s eyes were too serious, reminding me of a little guy from long ago… But the other person’s eyes were also very cute, that kind of beauty mixed with a feeling of pity—so disgusting!

"Sorry, I won't look at you like that again..." I forgot that the other person could read my mind. That's too much!

“I want to keep knowing.”

"This is something your race uses to defend itself. It is also a magic sword. In your race's view, all swords must go through a unique rite of passage, which is to kill people with a sword..."

"..." My breathing unconsciously began to become heavier as I imagined that scene. Although I had imagined it before, I had never actually done it.

"After this sword came out, that person wanted to kill the craftsman who forged this sword. After all, this unique sword only needs one... But in the end, everyone present could not escape. Everyone, including the person holding the sword, became the soul of the dead under this sword."

"...It seems that it does have the effect of disturbing people's minds, otherwise there would be no need to use this sword to commit suicide, right?"

"But even so, this sword still cries out for more blood... It is also because of this that this sword began to be passed down. Every person who is recognized by this sword must shed blood every time he uses it. If no blood is shed when using this sword this time, he must use his own blood to compensate..."

"Wouldn't it be tiring to cut down machinery?"

“I’m not tired. Everything will be done in a moment…” The sword that was hard to accept seemed to have appeared before his eyes again. He looked at the other party who was useless this time with eyes full of pity, “I said that your race is facing genocide… So you are the last person who can be recognized by this sword…”

"Calling me? Or tempting me to use it? But there's no need. It won't do anything if I'm drained... Wait? I won't be in the past, so I can really use it, right?"

"Of course it can be used, otherwise what is the meaning of this sword?"

"I thought it was like a family heirloom, something I would enjoy or keep for myself..."

"Who would collect something like this? As an heirloom?" The other person looked at him as if he had finally figured it out after a long time, and chose to pick up a broken blade. "This knife has been recast many times. This is a fragment that was once unqualified..."

I took it with my own hands, and put on gloves to ensure safety, but I could still feel the surging emotions through the gloves, like waves. I was like a drowning person, struggling and struggling, and finally sinking to the bottom of the sea...

"Ah! Fuck!" It hurts so much. I didn't mean to curse, but the physical and mental torture was so disgusting...

"So it's hard to be treated as such, right?" The other party pulled him outside the door, scooped up a puddle of water with his hand, and dripped it onto his hand. The uncontrollable pain disappeared, replaced by a very warm wound, a warm feeling of being healed...

“? So this is its function? Is that why this sword has been placed here all this time?”

"Well, the water here used to be not as little as it is now. In the past, the water here was level with the ground of the house..."

Looking at the house that was a bit higher, I thought, the water level has dropped by about 15 centimeters?

"In fact, there are still replenishments, but the speed is far less than the consumption rate..."

"I feel so desperate... Why don't you just kill me?" I asked this question very calmly. The other party chose to talk to me instead of killing me directly, so I wanted to know the answer.

"...Because you're a good kid..." In addition to pity, there were a few other emotions in the other person's eyes, but I couldn't tell them apart... The other person's eyes were like this, pure and bright, yet so sad and desperate...

"I won't be a good kid...but thank you for thinking of me that way..."

"I wish you a happy life forever..."

"I always dream about people leaving me. Will you also leave me suddenly? For example, by death?"

"Death will not make me leave you... Don't worry about the child..."

After hearing this, he lowered his head. The fragments where he was just now had completely melted away, and the pain was gone: "See you next time."

"Death can't make me leave you..."

The other party has already left here.

Because I would have died a long time ago.