Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 230 Beyond the Truth

"Hmm... What a pity, I still couldn't fool the Grass God. Annie lost this game of hide-and-seek."

The girl in the pink dress put her index finger to her chin and shook her twin ponytails that reached her waist in distress.

Clutching the soft brown bear, she gracefully leaped from the fountain statue's palm, landing steadily on the ground and giving Nasita a slight smile.

Nasita looked at the cute girl in front of her, who had grown to be as tall as her, and was momentarily dazed.

There is no trace of the sickly, emaciated Anne she once was in.

Her eyes were still as bright as ever; those eyes, which had never been extinguished even in her illness, were now brimming with joy.

The little god opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly found himself speechless.

When the time actually comes to meet, what can she say?

Her emotions were complex, a mixture of relief, surprise, confusion, and melancholy. The girl before her seemed like both a long-time friend and a complete stranger.

In the end, all the words I wanted to say came down to one sentence: "Long time no see."

The girl was like a little bird. She first came into this world, perched on a branch of the gods, looking around curiously.

She gathered pebbles to build her nest and picked flowers to adorn the treetops, but after looking at them, she seemed unsatisfied, so she flapped her wings and flew away, her feathers buried in the soil.

The treetops were but a fleeting glimpse for birds, and the branches where she once perched thought she would never return.

That day, Zhiya had a dream in which the withered bird once again perched on her shoulder and sang. This singing lasted for eight years until the long cycle came to an end.

When I woke up from the dream, the bird left behind its soft feathers and then disappeared, leaving only a freshly picked flower.

She was like a ghost, always appearing suddenly and disappearing quietly, turning into clouds in the sky with a wave of her sleeve.

And so, another five years, eighteen hundred days and nights, passed.

The branches had inquired about the birds from the wind, but they never expected to meet again on an ordinary afternoon.

Anne seemed to notice Nasita's silence. She smiled brightly and gently patted the bear's forehead.

As if by magic, the little brown bear leaped out of Annie's arms and strode forward with great pride.

It stretched out its small bear paw and gently waved it, causing a dormant monster beside it to explode. What scattered was not black smoke, but colorful honey.

Sparkling candies flew everywhere, and Nasita instinctively grabbed one—it was date and honey candy.

"Before telling a story, you should eat a sweet candy first, so that the story and your dreams will be sweet, right?"

"This is something the Grass God taught me before."

Annie picked up the soft teddy bear again, peeled open a sunset fruit-flavored Yalda candy, and smiled.

The candy was sweet, but Narcida vaguely sensed that Anne's mood was gradually becoming depressed.

"If my brother were still alive, he would say the same thing."

The clear sky darkened, and the little god seemed to have guessed something, silently lowering his gaze.

This story tells a truth beyond the truth itself.

Drip, drip, it started to rain, a light drizzle, cold and desolate. Annie stood alone in the rain.

She's already died twice, so... she shouldn't be standing here anymore.

"Hello, Annie, welcome back to this world."

This was the first sentence she heard when she woke up in the Void Terminal, and it marked the beginning of her second chapter in life.

The amount of knowledge required to maintain the data body is enormous, so she remains asleep most of the time.

Occasionally, Brother Mufeng would take her out for a stroll to see the familiar Sumeru City, but the time was never very long.

She sometimes throws a little tantrum because of this, but Anne is already very content with all of this.

In her second life, the wicked brother who took it upon himself to awaken her became the sole component of her existence.

Five years ago, after the eight-year-long Flower Goddess Festival ended, Anne, who had lost her cognitive abilities, thought she would fall into a deep sleep forever and never wake up again.

Goodbye, Annie, welcome back to this world.

On that same day, divine knowledge and power poured in, awakening her and granting her the right to embark on her third journey.

She opened her eyes, and her wicked brother, who had taken it upon himself to wake her, turned into specks of light, smiling as he melted into the dawn.

The girl cried as she fled into the depths of the void terminal, wanting to preserve the only memory he left in the world.

"From that day on, Anne kept trying and trying, using the knowledge of the void to simulate and find a way to bring back the person forgotten by the world."

The rain was getting heavier, and the pink dress was soaked. The girl turned her head, her face covered in water stains.

Anne smiled, her expression sorrowful. Narcida felt a pang of déjà vu, as if she had returned to the night Anne left.

"But no matter what she tried, Annie always failed, even with the plan to tamper with the World Tree."

Anne crouched down, curling up as the cold rain poured down on her. Nasida gently took her hand.

At the moment when all failures came, she seemed to remember a story that Brother Mufeng had told her before.

Once upon a time, there was a couple. During a disaster, the girl sacrificed her life to save the boy.

The boy grew up and created a time machine. He went back to that point in time and tried countless times, but no matter what he did, he could not change the ending where his beloved died for him.

"Because this is a paradox of time."

Narcida's voice was soft. Annie picked up the teddy bear, and the joyful smile on her fair face was gone.

Her twin ponytails were loose and wet, hanging down her shoulders and back, making her look just like a wounded, lonely little animal.

Brother Mufeng...Isn't Annie useless...You gave me life twice, yet I can't find you even once.

All she could do was take advantage of that scholar's research opportunity to return the memories that rightfully belonged to everyone.

In fact, for the past five years, she has never gone far, residing in Miss Catherine's body and watching Sumeru.

She saw the barely perceptible look of disorientation on Nel's face during the performance, and she also heard about Dina Zede's troubling nightmares and Farusan's drunken ramblings.

Brother Mufeng... you may have miscalculated. Even if you've lost your memory, people haven't completely forgotten you.

But perhaps, through this longing and memory, she can keep everyone here and reunite them in her dreams.

She just wanted to be with him again, to watch Sister Nilu's performance, and to put that flower crown on the Grass God together.

After October 27th, we will be together forever.

The rain intensified, and Annie gently hugged Nasita before turning and slowly walking into the depths of the dream.

Her figure was so petite, as if she disappeared in an instant, as if she were saying, "She's gone, there's no need to chase after her."

Nasita stood silently in the square as the monsters gradually reverted to their original data forms, remaining motionless like wooden puppets that had lost their wind-up mechanism.

The little goddess walked up to the familiar person, stroked his lifeless face, and tears welled up in her eyes for the first time.

Ah Mu... I know, that's not you.

But if you could, could you call my name?

Open your eyes and look at me... my sage...

But cold data might not respond to the gods' prayers; his lips moved, but he remained silent.

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