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My fingertips gripped the glass coldly, trying to soothe my racing heart after teetering on the brink of death with the pungent liquor.
It took more than ten minutes for the bone-chilling cold to subside slightly.
Miscalculation!
The depth and terror of the Yellow Springs far exceeded her imagination!
She was so close, so very close, to being captured by that illusory gravity!
"Should we...give up?"
The black swan took a sip of wine, its gaze involuntarily drifting in another direction.
A figure slowly approached—with cascading purple hair, a striking resemblance to Huang Quan, though with a completely different hairstyle and demeanor.
"Another 'Sea Patrol Ranger,' Raiden Mei."
The name is easy to find, but that's about it.
As a remembrancer capable of freely traversing the universe, the black swan naturally possesses extraordinary insight.
Rather than being blood-related sisters, these two are more like... 'similar flowers' born from different worlds.
The universe is vast, and such "chance encounters" are rare, but not unheard of.
After a moment of contemplation, the Black Swan decided to extend a second invitation for the evening.
Both Yomi and Raiden Mei call themselves sea patrollers, so perhaps they really are companions who act together?
The latter's memories are also very pleasant!
Perhaps this can provide clues to the former's identity?
She couldn't possibly encounter two of those terrifying monsters in a row, could she?
"This beautiful lady,"
The black swan rose gracefully, approached with slow, deliberate steps, its voice as smooth as silk.
"The starlight tonight is so enchanting, I wonder... if anyone has the honor of sharing it with you?"
Qiong Mei stopped in her tracks, her expression gentle and elegant, but inwardly she was laughing hysterically.
Haha, who the hell do you think has a bad memory?
Go see the memories of the Yellow Springs!
That's hilarious!
Even though Qiong was trained, she almost lost control of the clam, but fortunately she managed to stabilize it in the end.
Hello~
Sora Mei revealed a serene smile reminiscent of a Yamato Nadeshiko.
"I do have plans with someone. Are you looking for a suitable dance partner?"
Her words were soft, subtly conveying that she wouldn't refuse.
"exactly."
The black swan's lips curled slightly, revealing a perfectly measured hint of melancholy.
"Although solo dances have their own charm, they ultimately lack the joy of resonance."
"If you are not in a hurry to keep your appointment, would you... do me the honor of dancing with me?"
She gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed slightly.
The more elegant and proper the Black Swan appeared, the more Sora Mei wanted to scream inside.
"Okay~"
Qiong Mei readily agreed, her fingertips gently touching the inviting hand.
Leading Sora Mei to the other side of the dance floor, the Black Swan quickly regained her initial composure.
The soothing, gentle sound of the violin flowed forth once more.
The purple-haired beauty, wearing slender high heels, gracefully raised her arms like a swan on the water, and slowly twirled around Mei with graceful dance steps.
The aura of the one who remembers quietly dissipates, resonating with the intangible essence of memory, weaving a net of discovery.
"Miss Mei."
Black Swan's fingers, as if combing through flower petals, gently traced the wrist of Sora Mei from bottom to top, her voice carrying a rhythmic inquiry.
"Are you related to that Miss Huang Quan?"
She concealed her true intentions within seemingly casual conversation.
Mei feigned a slight surprise, then smiled gently and gave the expected answer:
"I guess we're distant relatives? We grew up on different planets and only recently recognized each other."
"I see."
Slender fingers adorned with black silk finger cots gently caressed Sora Mei's chest, putting the Black Swan at ease.
Since they are not on the same planet, Raiden Mei and Yomi's pasts are definitely different, and she will not encounter that sea of nothingness filled with drowned people.
A subtle hint of amusement crept onto Sora Mei's expression as her gaze fell on the black swan's hand.
Tsk, isn't this taking advantage of me?
No, I have to get it back!
Black Swan didn't pay attention to Mei's hand moving on her sensitive areas; her attention was focused on invading Raiden Mei's memories.
come on!
Let me see your past!
And then there's Huang Quan's identity.
The black swan slowly released its memory-generating abilities, its consciousness reaching into Mei's mind like threads, searching for those alluring treasures of memory.
"Thump! Thump thump!"
The powerful and resonant bass of the piano rose up in sync with the thunderous roar of the cello, and the melodious violin strings suddenly took a turn, like the consciousness of a black swan falling into an abyss!
Mei caught a glimpse of the sudden surprise in the purple-haired beauty's eyes, and the smile on her lips became even more beautiful and charming, like a blooming poppy.
At the same time, her hand gripped the Black Swan's delicate wrist tightly, and she became the dominant one in the pas de deux amidst the sudden change in music.
How could this be...!
An ominous premonition hit the black swan like a bucket of ice water.
Mei had already led her delicate body into the next stage of their dance.
Unfortunately, the bizarre and terrible script that Mei wrote for Huang Quan was fake. If it were real, the consequences of the Black Swan spying on her memories would probably be even worse than Huang Quan's.
It might turn into a goose-like creature, howling at the void, endlessly repeating in despair:
"I can't tell the difference! I really can't tell the difference!"
[Confusion] is false, but [extinction] is real.
Weapons are prohibited at the ball. Mei has put the Jimei into her system equipment space, but it's just not in her possession. Raiden Mei's character is 'equipped' with the Jimei.
Even though the Silent Pill is a six-star weapon, it still possesses a certain degree of spirituality and consciousness.
In order to quickly increase her intimacy with the Jimei Maru, Mei had been nurturing it with the Taixu Sword Heart. But the moment the Black Swan began to explore her memories, Mei suddenly activated the Jimei Maru with her consciousness.
Similar to the human knee-jerk reflex, the dormant power of the Silent Destruction Pill was instantly unleashed.
A pure, all-encompassing power roared out instinctively.
The stars that once represented memories, reflected in the black swan's eyes, have now dimmed and disappeared, as if silently vanishing into the void of the universe.
Each dying star seemed to be wailing, as if the world was about to end, marking the end of the Dharma era.
Everything is heading towards decay and annihilation; that is a power that transcends death.
It returns to nothingness and ceases to exist!
"How could this be! Who is she?"
"This...this is impossible!"
"No, this is not destruction. What kind of destiny power is this?"
The black swan let out a soft cry, and its elegant face instantly lost all color, replaced by a terrified paleness.
She felt that what was happening before her eyes completely overturned her previous understanding.
Cloth!
escape!
We must escape immediately!
This guy is a monster too!
The fear of ultimate annihilation, stemming from a life-or-death instinct, grips the heart of the black swan.
Mei's fingers, with an almost lover's tenderness, gently stroked the swan's slender neck, then tightened, tightened, and tightened again little by little.
The swan, whose feathers had been stripped off by the python, fell into a fiery hell that burned everything and was turned into roast chicken.
The black swan was terrified.
Although it cannot compare to the vastness felt from the memories of the Yellow Springs, its quality of terror is no less, and it is even more precise!
If this power were to invade the core of her soul, even a Memoir-like being would be utterly destroyed and perish!
As the last note faded, the Black Swan was embraced by Mei, frozen in a classic backbend pose, a perfect ending to a tango.
Familiar faces, familiar postures, but the black swan's expression is blank.
Fine beads of sweat dampened her hazy veil, but Mei acted as if she had simply completed an ordinary social dance, gently helping the still-shaken Black Swan to her feet.
"Dancing is a lot of fun, thank you for the invitation~"
Qiong Mei took the black swan's slender fingers and gently kissed the back of her hand.
"I look forward to dancing with you again next time, beautiful lady."
After saying that, Mei turned and walked toward Yomi, who had noticed her and the black swan.
Black Swan, as if all her bones had been removed, slumped into the sofa in the booth, panting for a long time before her disordered breathing finally calmed down.
Her face was filled with shock and lingering fear.
This is a monster too...
She actually encountered two of these monsters in a row!
She suddenly felt that even in her home field filled with memories, she could no longer be at ease.
What is all this nonsense?!
To be honest, the sense of annihilation that was even purer than the power to destroy one's destiny made Black Swan suspect that Raiden Mei was the Lord of Annihilation.
Could it be a traveler on a dual path of destruction and nothingness?
But shouldn't the concept of "nothingness" be unable to coexist with other destinies?
This black swan took a full half hour to recover.
Tonight, she has chosen the wrong prey repeatedly.
"Should this be the end of it?"
She was somewhat unwilling to accept it.
The black swan took out tarot cards to do a divination for herself.
"It is not advisable to conduct any further tests."
"Well... going to enjoy a safe treasure shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Black Swan consoled herself, her gaze involuntarily drifting to the other side of the dance floor—towards the gray-haired youth and the short, dark blue-haired girl.
Unlike the mysterious and unknown Huang Quan and Raiden Mei, the nameless passengers on the Starry Sky Train, surely their memories won't be in danger?
The instincts of the Memory Makers told the Black Swan that if the existence of the Dome were to spread, it would be enough to make all the Memory Makers in the galaxy ecstatic.