The Truth of Resurrection

Xia Lun wasn't good at dealing with others' coquetry, whether it was from the Goddess or Liyana.

It would be quite impolite to compare the Goddess with Liyana...

But that's the general idea.

So Xia Lun stayed.

"Xia Lun, you're so kind," the Goddess said, hugging Xia Lun's arm without any grace. Xia Lun's body stiffened slightly and then relaxed.

For some reason, this kind of intimacy and familiarity didn't make Xia Lun feel the slightest bit uncomfortable. Instead, he seemed to be used to it.

"I knew you'd stay and chat with me," the Goddess said, squinting her eyes.

Indeed, Xia Lun still had questions to ask.

The chances of chatting face - to - face with the Goddess were few and far between.

"Goddess," Xia Lun said in a very soft voice, afraid of disturbing the tranquility and also afraid of touching on the cruel answer. "Will you... die in the future? Killed by Aina..."

During the previous conversation with the Fictional Truth, the Goddess had revealed extremely crucial information, and Xia Lun couldn't help but care.

"It should be right," the Goddess paused for a moment. She looked up, and the relaxed and comfortable look on her face faded away like the ebbing tide, gradually becoming calm. She nodded. "That's how the future will unfold."

"Then what about your feelings towards Aina..."

"Don't worry. I won't do anything to her... Since it has happened in the future, it can't be changed. Even if I really try to stay alive by harming Aina, there will surely be some existence to correct and prevent such a thing from happening, like a more powerful me from the future... Everything is predestined," the Goddess said indifferently.

Xia Lun nodded half - understandingly. First, he felt a bit relieved, and then his heart tightened sharply.

"Goddess," Xia Lun's throat was a bit dry. He didn't know how to express the mixed feelings of sadness and helplessness.

"It doesn't matter. Death is just death," the Goddess smiled instead, showing a rather optimistic and open - minded attitude. She then stroked Xia Lun's head gently, as if she were comforting an uneasy child. She seemed to like this action very much. "You don't need to take the trouble to comfort me."

"But..." Xia Lun still wanted to say something.

"Come on, don't be sad for me. I'm not dead yet... Moreover, you should be more worried about yourself," the Goddess said coquettishly, blinking at Xia Lun. But then her tone suddenly changed.

"You're just a human being. Your lifespan isn't as long as mine. You might not even live to the day when Aina kills me."

Xia Lun opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

For the first time, the shadow of death clearly cast itself between his and Aina's long - term future.

"However, will Aina become more powerful than you in the future?" A look of yearning flashed in Xia Lun's eyes.

He had just witnessed the Goddess's power. That terrible evil god from outside the world was as vulnerable as a baby in the Goddess's hands and was easily wiped out.

How powerful would Aina be in the future?

"That's not necessarily true. With my current strength, I don't think I'll lose to anyone," the Goddess shook her head. Her waist - length golden hair swayed like a waterfall, with a hint of pride. "I don't think I'll lose to Aina... She is also my creation. I know her limits."

"Then...?" Confusion showed in Xia Lun's eyes. Since Aina wasn't as powerful as the Goddess, how could she kill the Goddess?

"Maybe, in the future, I'll let her kill me voluntarily," the Goddess said casually, looking at the upside - down space above the spiritual realm. Her voice became a bit vague, as if she had already foreseen the answer.

"What?" Xia Lun's pupils shrank. He was extremely shocked, and his voice suddenly rose. "Why? Why would you do such a thing? Why would you seek your own death? Isn't it good to be alive?"

A somewhat playful smile appeared on the Goddess's lips, and a meaningful look landed on Xia Lun. "Yes, for whom exactly?"

Xia Lun was a bit dazed. He obviously realized something. His vision blurred for a moment, and an incredible yet reasonable thought exploded like a thunderbolt in his mind.

An indescribable, heavy weight mixed with shock, guilt, and grief suddenly fell on Xia Lun's shoulders. His voice was a bit hoarse as he said, "Is it for me... Goddess?"

"How smart, Xia Lun. You're right," the Goddess remained as relaxed and comfortable as ever, in contrast to Xia Lun's solemnity.

"In this era, the dead shouldn't be resurrected. That's what the Chieftain expects, and I won't go against his last wish. Xia Lun, you're just a human being. You're destined to die... Even though I love you so much, I can't make an exception for you and resurrect you myself. I can't break the rules set by the Chieftain myself," the Goddess said softly, her voice ethereal and distant.

"What do you mean?"

"But after my death, I won't be able to control these things anymore," the Goddess didn't look depressed. Instead, she slightly raised her lips with a hint of pride and cunning, like a little girl showing off a new discovery to her friend.

"Do you mean that... you're going to sacrifice yourself for someone like me?" Xia Lun couldn't help but say, his voice filled with painful disbelief. "After knowing these things, how am I supposed to live on? How can I face myself?"

"Don't worry. I'll delete your memories. You won't know anything, and you'll live a happy life, Xia Lun," the Goddess said, putting a slender finger in front of Xia Lun's lips to stop his almost overflowing excitement, as if she wanted him to shut up obediently.

"I don't accept it!" Xia Lun shook his head vigorously, breaking free from that gentle restraint. He took a half - step back, his eyes full of resistance, pain, and a hint of anger. "I can't let you do this!"

"Then can you bear to leave Aina alone in this world? She's a vampire with an almost eternal lifespan... You two love each other so much, but you'll be separated by life and death. Won't you feel regret?" the Goddess retorted.

The Goddess's gaze suddenly became sharp, piercing the softest part of Xia Lun's heart.

"Aina... she..." Xia Lun bit his lower lip tightly until a faint rusty taste filled his mouth. But he found that he still couldn't refute. He could only stubbornly say, "But you can't do this for me..."

"Yes, Xia Lun. You can... I know what it's like to lose a lover," the Goddess's voice became gentle again, with a kind of tiredness from having experienced vicissitudes and a compassion from seeing through everything. A look of reminiscence showed in her eyes.

"The Chieftain is no longer here. If it's to go to him, I won't have any resistance to death and disappearance. I'm also... very tired. It's time to hand over the burden on my shoulders..."