[Complete] Sibyl the Immortal

"One can only make a wish for oneself and pay the price for oneself. Making a wish for others without authorization and changing oneself for others will inevitably lead to distortion." Yuko Ichihara raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Before you make a wish, you must understand that you are What purpose do you wish for, what do you really want in your heart. If you still want to restore your memory, then I will make this wish come true for you."

The girl crossed her fingers, and after a long silence, she nodded hesitantly.

"...Yes, I want to restore my memory. I want to get back... my former self."

Ichihara Yuko looked at her for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Then, I have actually received this wish."

She looked sideways to the other side of the sliding door, and gave orders to the two children.

"Xiao Duo, Xiao Quan, go to the warehouse and bring 'that'."

""Yes! ""

The two children ran away hand in hand, and came back with a pillow after a while.It was an ancient porcelain pillow, with bright red and pure white koi and lotus flowers of different styles depicted on it, with strange and ancient patterns.

"Pillow on it, and your memory will naturally come back to you."

"Then, the price is...?"

"Your blood. One liter."

"Eh?"

"Of course, one liter of your blood is not going to be drawn all at once." Yuko looked at her quietly, "When you think it's appropriate, come to this store. How much you give at a time is up to you."

"Ah."

The girl nodded hesitantly, took the porcelain pillow and hugged it in her arms.

"Then, let's start today."

"it is good."

***

"Have you ever heard the story 'A Pillow of Yellow Liang', April [-]st."

"It was a story in ancient China. A fairy gave a scholar a pillow. While the store was cooking yellow rice, the scholar lay on the pillow and had a dream. In the dream, he spent his ups and downs in his life. The dream When I woke up, the store’s yellow rice was not yet cooked—this porcelain pillow is just like that.”

"That is……"

"As long as you lie on it, you will look back on the past time. Unlike the yellow beam pillow that dreams of the future, that pillow makes people go back to the past."

"In that case, the unknown lady can remember who she is, isn't that great?"

"Is it fine?"

"What's the matter, Miss Yuko?"

"Now, April [-]st, what do you think is the most important part of a person's personality?"

"Hmm... the essence?"

"Wrong. It's memory."

"Ah?"

"Different memories make people different people, do you understand, April [-]st. Isn't there such a thing often? People before and after amnesia are considered by others to be completely two people, and memory is decisive. It constitutes most of your perception of things, the way you get along with others, and your thoughts about others. It’s better to treat her with memory and her without memory as two people.”

"...Is that so, Miss Yuko?"

"She probably noticed it herself."

"..."

"Finding the past self means that the present self will disappear. Is such a wish really her real wish?"

***

When the girl appeared in front of Zhou Fangzun with a paper bag containing a porcelain pillow, the other party was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette boredly. Seeing her coming out, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot.

"Where have you been?"

"Eh?" The girl turned her head in confusion, pointing to the shop behind her, "It's in that shop..."

Zhou Fangzun frowned even more.

"Shop?" He looked at the open space in front of him, "There's nothing there."

"Eh?" The girl pointed to the location of the store in surprise, "But it's obvious—"

——Those who don’t have a wish can’t see this store.

"……is that so……"

***

In the dream, "she" was still a ten-year-old girl.

"She" met that person under the tree in the courtyard. The person stood tall on the tree and threw a pure white rose to "her". When she took it, the flower that pierced her finger was instantly dyed bright red color.The young "she" looked at that person, and asked "who are you" in confusion.

The man took off the mask on his face——the mask of Nuo God. On his ferocious face, the corners of his mouth were drawn with scarlet color.Behind the mask was a face so beautiful that it eclipsed everything around her. The man looked at her and showed a gorgeous smile.

"I am God."

"..."

"If you say that, you can probably understand a little bit—my surname is Hua."

"Hua's——!!!"

The "she" in the dream cried out in surprise, and looked at the person on the tree in disbelief.

"The Hua family...you...the Hua family actually...created a god?"

"Yes." The person jumped down lightly, and took the rose that had been dyed crimson from "her" hand, "This is really suitable for your ability, little girl."

"She" watched in a daze as the man pinned the flower to her ear, and then slightly raised her jaw.

"I found you, my...princess."

"..."

"Xiang, you are the priestess of the gods, right? Now, I am the only one who is bleeding the blood of the gods. You are the only one who is bleeding the blood of the priestesses serving the gods."

The man leaned down | and looked at her with a smile.

"Well, come and be my miko. Only serve me, only God, miko."

"She" looked into that person's eyes, and nodded slightly as if bewildered.

The man laughed, put Nuo God's smiling face on her face, and kissed the mask lightly.

"Hey, just look at me, my miko. My little girl."

***

The girl woke up suddenly from her dream.

She almost escaped from the porcelain pillow.

……very scary.

That person... so scary.

Even though it was the first time they met, she had the magic power to make people willing to die for it. She wasn't even sure if the other party appeared in front of her again, whether she would be captured by the incredible magic power like in a dream, and obeyed. All decisions made by that person.

—Please die for me.

Suddenly, such a voice flashed in my mind. Although it was vague, I could still hear the voice of that person.

Ahh—so, did you already say such a thing to me?

The girl covered her ears and shivered, curled up at the foot of the bed, not daring to open her eyes.

"Don't think about it...don't think about it...please...I don't want to think about that person anymore..."

I don't want to be your miko anymore!

I don't want to be controlled by you anymore!

"I'm a person...not your toy..."

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the girl trembled, her eyes were tightly closed and she dared not open them, fearing that she would see that person standing in front of her when she opened them.

"……what are you doing?"

Zhou Fangzun's deep voice sounded, she opened her eyes in a panic, and saw the other party walking in front of her sleepily, squatting down in front of her.

"...Crying again?"

The girl suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged Zhou Fangzun, her body was tightly pressed against the boy, letting the other person's slightly higher body temperature warm her icy body.She closed her eyes, tears gradually wet his chest.

"I had a dream."

"very scary?"

"..."

She shook her head silently.

"I... dreamed of someone."

"very scary?"

"...that person is my god, and I am that person's priestess. That person told me so, and the me in the dream... the me in the past also believed so."

"what?"

"I am that person's priestess...I am that person's priestess!"

The girl raised her head in despair, her eyes terrified to the point of indescribable, she clung to Zhou Fangzun tightly, as if holding on to the last straw.

"But that person... didn't intend to save me from the very beginning! Even at that time, how I prayed, how I asked for help, how I begged—it was all useless! From the beginning... that person just wanted to get me My life is just a game!!!"

***

The "she" in the dream will become the prophet.Dressed in sacrificial clothing with red patterns on a white background, after being dressed up, he was pushed into the center of the ritual formation like a sacrifice.

The incomprehensible sound of chanting the mantra was repeated around "her".The young "she" just opened her eyes wide in a daze, looking around at the bottom of the strange tomb, shivering slightly at the weird murals around her.

At the moment when her real name was taken away, "she" really became afraid.

The little girl suddenly screamed, and in the gradually opened entrance, she saw the gate of the abyss slowly opening.The boundless darkness made "she" so scared that she couldn't make a sound, she could only struggle hard, trying to escape from this formation.

But how is it possible?

The crimson words turned into countless ropes to bind "her", but "she" struggled desperately but couldn't break free, and fell heavily on the ground, tightly bound by the cursed chains, she could only plead upwards, Stretch out your hand as hard as you can.

--help me.

That person stood on a high place that no one could see, smiling and looking down at "her" struggling.

——Until the last moment, that person was like this, watching with a smile.

Smiling and watching her arms hang down slowly, smiling and watching her tears stop, smiling and watching her fall into despair.

Looking at her with a smile, he fell into the abyss.

- Ahhh.

--I see.

——It turns out that no matter what, no one will save me, not even God.