Her Future Is All About You

The empty corridor.

On the left, doors led to various rooms.

On the right, sunlight poured in.

The golden rays transformed into shimmering particles dancing on eyelashes, illuminating the fluttering eyelids and the stray strands of hair on the forehead.

A breeze blew.

The potted plants placed along the corridor rustled softly.

Leaves brushed against one another, creating a gentle, rustling chorus.

Servia’s clear, crystalline eyes reflected Xu Xi’s face—a deep, tranquil green, as if time had frozen in that moment.

"I understand, Wizard Xu Xi."

Thanks to Xu Xi’s guidance,

the Hero regained her usual vitality.

Her delicate features curved into a confident, charming smile.

Xu Xi and Servia walked side by side, moving down the bright, illuminated path toward the tower’s core, ready to inspect its operational status.

White stone pillars supported the corridor.

With each step they took,

the pillars passed by in succession.

"Wizard Xu Xi, have you thought about what you’ll do after we reach the new world?" Servia asked as they walked.

Her tone carried curiosity, as if she deeply cared about Xu Xi’s thoughts.

"Well…"

"I haven’t really decided yet."

It was only natural—from the very beginning, Xu Xi never believed he would survive.

He pondered for a moment,

offering a vague reply: "Perhaps once we truly arrive in the new world, I’ll have an idea."

The Hero nodded thoughtfully. "I see. So you haven’t made up your mind yet."

Xu Xi turned the question back to her. "What about you, Servia? Have you decided?"

"Yes, Wizard Xu Xi."

Servia’s expression grew slightly more serious as she listed her plans for the future.

She intended to stay by Xu Xi’s side,

continuing to serve as his knightly attendant.

In the entirely unfamiliar new world, she would protect Xu Xi’s safety, ensuring that the people within the tower could live in peace.

She would witness the new world’s wonders with Xu Xi.

She would learn about its culture with Xu Xi.

She would explore the unknown tomorrow with Xu Xi.

As the Hero painted her vision of the future,

it was filled with her curiosity, unease, and worries about the otherworld.

And in every one of those futures,

Xu Xi was present.

To be precise,

in the future Servia envisioned, Xu Xi was an irreplaceable key.

"That sounds wonderful, Servia."

Xu Xi’s voice was soft, almost dissolving into the wind, carrying a note of blessing. "I think your plans are excellent."

Hearing his approval, the Hero’s mood brightened.

Her radiance,

her joy,

shone clearly through her emerald-green eyes.

……

[You and the Hero walk through the tower]

[You unexpectedly learn that the Hero has long envisioned what she will do after leaving the wizarding world]

[The Hero’s future is entirely centered around you]

[But you have no future]

[You gently stroke the Hero’s hair, glancing sideways at the vibrant garden, silently whispering an apology in your heart]

["I’m sorry, Servia. I’m going to disappoint you."]

[These are words only you know]

[As you walk through the tower’s corridors, you recall every moment you’ve shared with Servia—a long story that began in the second year of the simulation]

[Decades of memories, decades of companionship]

[Condensed into an immeasurable weight]

[It is an epic of growth, one you witnessed firsthand—the tale of the Hero Servia]

[You believe this story should continue, not end here. You prepare to unleash your own power, trading it for a sliver of hope for the Hero and the others]

[This is a miracle only you can perform]

……

[Time flows onward. The modifications to the wizard tower near completion, and you begin the final preparations]

Cross-dimensional travel

was no simple feat.

Beyond remodeling the wizard tower to grant it the ability to tear through space and traverse the void, there were other matters to settle.

After all,

leaving the wizarding world meant a true farewell.

The arcane materials and unique resources of this world would never be accessible again.

Thus, Xu Xi piloted the Tower of Salvation, soaring across the world at high speeds.

He could not afford to overlook the ruins of high-tier wizard towers,

nor the rare, mystical materials with extraordinary properties.

Amidst the relentless flight,

Xu Xi returned to a place from his past.

The White Crow Tower—once a Fourth-Circle Wizard Tower, later controlled by a Third-Circle Wizard.

Decades later, the towering structure had crumbled to dust, swallowed alongside the Aeoca Kingdom by an endless tide of undead.

Xu Xi stood in silence,

finally releasing a quiet sigh before activating the tower’s full offensive spells, cleansing the land below.

It was both to gather soulfire and to avenge those he had once known.

Afterward,

Xu Xi steered the tower toward the Clawphire Territory.

Perhaps because the land had long been abandoned, unlike the devastation of the Aeoca Kingdom, the Clawphire Territory remained largely unchanged.

"Servia, would you like to go down and see?"

"Yes, Wizard Xu Xi…"

The decaying Clawphire manor.

The weathered tombstones of her parents.

The empty, ruined village.

Servia’s emotions shifted visibly, the fluctuations in her soulfire revealing everything.

She could barely move forward, only able to take hesitant steps with Xu Xi holding her hand, her heart heavy as she stepped onto Clawphire soil once more.

Strangely,

once she truly stood on that land, the Hero found her courage again.

"Father… Mother…"

"I’ve come to see you…"

No longer curled up in loneliness.

No longer needing to lean against their graves.

This time, the girl simply spoke in a soft voice, expressing her longing for her parents.

"Wizard Xu Xi, could I ask you for a favor?" Servia rarely made requests of Xu Xi.

She asked him to cast a spell of flesh regeneration.

"Of course, Servia."

And so, pale bones were clothed in flesh, fragmented faces restored to wholeness. In a world on the brink of ruin, those eyes regained their former brightness.

Like gemstones—clear and sparkling.

Like jade—warm and luminous.

Yet glistening with the faintest sheen of tears.

"Father, Mother… I’m doing well now…"

"You don’t need to worry about me anymore…"

"Wizard Xu Xi is a good person… He’s always helped me…"

Servia recounted her journey, bending down to place a bouquet of white flowers before each tombstone.

In the form her parents would recognize best.

As their daughter.

Bidding her final farewell.

Her parents’ souls had long entered the cycle of reincarnation, and Servia herself would soon depart for a new world.

There would be no more chances to mourn them here.

Though she could have moved the tombstones, that would have been nothing more than an empty gesture.

The Hero knew—the departed were gone, never to return.

She could not lose herself in grief and forget the meaning of living. That, more than anything, would have been the greatest disrespect to those she had lost.

"Haa—!!"

A gentle breeze

brushed against Servia’s face.

Like a comforting hand.

The wind nudged her forward, guiding her back to Xu Xi’s side before finally fading away.