When I ran on the playground, sometimes a fine, thin rain would fall from the sky.
Laughter and clamor drifted over from far away.
So gentle, as if everything would melt into the warm sunlight.
All that once was—those dim days, the hectic studies, the painful struggles—now, in memory, grew beautiful as a dream, tranquil and full.
You will have such a Future.
Every child ought to have such a Future.
In that instant, light emerged from Huai Shi's hand.
The Book of Fate within his Soul opened, revealing the chapters of the Miracle Imprint; those wailing shards of Divine Nature surged, and the God in the shadows shed silent tears.
Before him, Tong Ji's Phantom appeared once more, lowering her head to look down at him.
"So you've decided, Huai Shi?" she asked. "To give up the Great Priestess's transformation, to Sacrificially abandon this precious Miracle Imprint? This Miracle is limited to you alone, you know."
