[But my fear soon dissipated — because a few months later, he really helped me ascend to the throne.]

[On the day of celebration, I invited him back to my cave, which had expanded greatly, piled with countless amounts of gold and gemstone I liked.]

[Now, it's his turn to observe my golden eyes.]

["How about it? Do my eyes rival the brightest daylight? Are you satisfied?" I asked.]

[He smiled: "Thank you, Ian."]

[Hmph, clearly I should be the one thanking him.]

["Why do you want to see daylight?" I asked.]

[He pondered for a while: "What I care about is not the daylight, but... the moment it flows over my heart."]

["Alright, you're a cultured person, where do you plan to go next?" I sneered: "This Emperor recalls you said you liked the Forest of Moonlight before, I can condescend to accompany you..."]

[He shook his head:]

["...I have to leave."]

[I widened my eyes.]

[I never thought he would leave, even though he had plenty of time, having helped me become the Dragon Emperor, why the rush to leave?]

[When our eyes met, I suddenly noticed that his gaze toward me had dimmed a lot... or rather, he had lost interest in me.]

[Interest?]

[Can interest measure friendship?]

[He finally said: "Having completed matters here, I can no longer linger… Farewell, perhaps in some years we'll meet again."]

[What a strange reason! Are you joking with me?]

[I angrily drank the tea he handed me, planning to have a good talk after drinking, but unexpectedly my consciousness grew more and more groggy…]

[I've drunk countless cups of tea from him.]

[Heard countless poems recited by him.]

[Not one cup of tea was poisoned. Not one poem was harmful.]

[But I never expected this cup to be poisoned.]

[When I awoke from my dazed state, I saw an astounding scene — Dragon Valley was a desolate sight, with hundreds of dragon corpses stacked, all carrying his scent, he could only have killed my brethren.]

[—Why? Wasn't it just to leave, why kill my brethren?]

[—Are my eyes' daylight not bright enough? But is daylight more important than life?]

[I muddled for a long time, beginning a long sleep, and every time I woke, I would go in search of new Dragon Clan brethren, hoping to restore Dragon Valley to its original glory…]

[Sique.]

[—I must find you.]

[You've finally harmed me, this time, I have a reason to take away your golden "daylight".]

…

Su Ming'an slowly closed the book, which turned into a glimmer and disappeared in his hands.

Finally, there was an answer as to why the Dragon Emperor was so furious, but Su Ming'an believed that Sique was not the kind of person who would wantonly slaughter, this might be a misunderstanding.

He noticed that each book had a comment section beside it, and clicked to view.

…

[The comment with the most likes:]

[Blood Prince·Xi Ge: Dragon Emperor, stop talking nonsense, during the time before you became Dragon Emperor, Sique was always on Crescent Island of the Blood Clan, never went to Dragon Valley.]

[Dragon Emperor·Ian (Author) replied: Nonsense! He clearly helped me ascend to the throne!!]

[Blood Prince·Xi Ge: Vulgar four-legged beast, should I show you the Blood Clan's murals? At the time Sique even created art for the Blood Clan.]

[Dragon Emperor·Ian (Author): Scram, you're spouting nonsense!]

…

[The reply with the most likes:]

[Crystal Clan·Zhi Li'er: It's really poorly written, self-indulgent and whining without rhyme or reason, not sure what they're fantasizing about.]

[Wheel of Destiny·Yongchun replied: They're recording reality.]

[Crystal Clan·Zhi Li'er replied: Who cares? If I'm willing to criticise, I will, even Sique's masterpiece I'll criticize.]

…

[Beast Clan·Li Xi: Creators truly get worse with each generation, anyone can make it to the rankings now. Where has Sique's story gone?]

[Nalan Court·Vivian: Sique disappeared, now the rankings only record new stories.]

[Beast Clan·Li Xi: I only read Sique's stories, what these people create is junk, nothing compares to Sique's, Sique's story crushes them a hundredfold.]

[Wu Yi: Speak cautiously.]

…

As Su Ming'an was reading the story, urgent footsteps suddenly echoed from the doorway.

"Knock knock knock."

Immediately after, a pink-haired Pudding rushed in, dressed in a snow-white dress, shoes not fully on, grabbing Su Ming'an's sleeve in a panic:

"Liujin, come with me!"

"What's happened…" Su Ming'an asked as she pulled him along.

"—The World Master issued a warrant for your arrest, he predicted you were here…" She held him close and jumped out the window.

…Another pursuit, huh.

Su Ming'an rubbed his forehead: "This time, why not just stop running and negotiate with them."

Pudding shook her head: "Only this time won't work, the World Master's power surpasses most organizations, he's the ruler of the surface, even Nalan Court and Death Cantor won't defy his order. We have no room for negotiation."

Su Ming'an sighed: "Alright, but once this is over, we must contact larger organizations, we can't keep running like this, it's too passive."

Pudding raised her eyebrows, agreeing with a nod: "Alright. Both you and I are unique Protagonists of Luowasha, wherever we go, someone will welcome us. Don't worry, even if you can't reveal your identity, I can negotiate for you."

Behind her, a pair of snow-white wings unfolded, resembling the down of a swan, glimmering with crystal light.

She took him swiftly into flight, the lines of her chin sharp under the daylight.

…As a Protagonist of Luowasha, she certainly doesn't have it easy. To protect him, she's chased him from the Red Tower to the Eternal Sea, and now to the university.

But why wasn't she among the original six choices?

The swift wind rushed by as Pudding held him, flying fast, and in a blink, they were far from the campus.

"Pudding, what race do you belong to." Su Ming'an asked casually.

Pudding paused for a moment, then curved her lips:

"Snow Wing Vermilion Bird, a Divine Beast."

"I thought you belonged to the Pudding Clan, worried you couldn't outfight the pursuers." Su Ming'an said.

"I'm strong, and only getting stronger." Pudding blinked: "The World Tree chose me, I'm destined not to fade into obscurity."

As the heroine, she is indeed equal to him.

The protagonist is always lucky. No matter how big a change they encounter, they can quickly rise again, shining brightly.

"So, how did you meet Hui Bei?" Su Ming'an asked.

"He came as a PhD advisor to exchange at the Red Tower, and I happened to be playing the Princess there, so we met." Pudding said, "At that time, I didn't know to hide my protagonist identity and was harassed by various people for a long time. From childhood to adulthood, there was always someone lingering in front of me, trying to talk to me or make friends. Later, I stopped speaking about my protagonist identity entirely."

Her wings spread wide, accelerating further, passing through forests piece by piece.

"Being a protagonist is indeed difficult..." Su Ming'an could imagine her situation. Standing in the spotlight can also be a burden sometimes.

...

[Whoever is favored by the World Tree and becomes Luowasha's protagonist is certainly doomed to misfortune.]

[In these decades of my life, I have deeply understood the torment and pain of being a protagonist.]

...

No wonder when they first met, Su Ming'an felt that her eyes were almost empty, a look that couldn't trust any emotion.

Throughout her journey, how many people had deceived her as the [protagonist]? Probably countless by now. Betrayed so many times, even a mundane conversation had become a luxury.

"It seems that only you can understand me in this world." Pudding looked at him, her gaze slightly softening.

Su Ming'an did not refute. Indeed, only he and Pudding were the same on this level. Both he and Pudding were just ordinary people, but after becoming the "chosen ones," they gradually became different from the crowd.

Only protagonists would not deceive each other, scheming for more screen time.

"So, we should talk more in the future..."

The girl's voice suddenly became very light, her pink hair brushing against Su Ming'an's cheek.

Su Ming'an thought it was just the wind, but when he turned his head, he saw those pure white wings,

stained with blood.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, he plummeted rapidly, her soft body leaned against his shoulder, seemingly losing strength.

The pink-haired girl, her eyes frozen, muttered in disbelief:

"Impossible, why would..."

Su Ming'an looked up in shock, and saw a figure far away in the sky; it was from this figure that a spear had been thrown.

And from her back, a spear was embedded, slightly protruding from the front chest, the blood gradually spreading out.

A spear through the heart.

He quickly extended puppet threads to catch Pudding, slowing layer by layer until he finally spread a net just above the ground. Her eyes moved slightly, lying stiffly on the puppet net, looking up at him.

The spear pierced her heart, a small sharp point bulging at the front chest, mixed with shattered internal organs.

Blood stained the net red, her breathing grew weaker, her eyes filled with emptiness:

"How could this be... I never thought..."

She murmured:

I never thought...

She never thought she would die.

The protagonist never thought they would die.

They acted fearlessly, boldly, displaying wonders and thrills on the tight rope, always returning with perfection, never expecting the moment of a fall.

Even Su Ming'an did not believe Pudding would die at this moment. He merely blinked, and she stopped breathing.

Her hand tightly clutched his sleeve, leaving deep bloodstains on the white robe, as if still pondering where to eat later, the light in her eyes had already faded:

"This must be false..."

...

[Yes, I have a foresight talent, I know what will happen in the future.]

[I am the heroine in the future story, destined to play a significant role, successfully completing Luowasha's grand mission of salvation — but a manipulative villain named 'Wei Bai' also knew the future story in advance, thus encroaching on my screen time.]

[Male protagonist, pleased to meet you.]

...

The girl's unclosed purple eyes gave Su Ming'an a pale, unreal illusion.

To him, Luowasha seemed like a series of relentless devouring games, and the personal storyline he perceived as child's play. He never thought deeply about why Pudding wasn't among the six... She was truly the one "not blessed by the system."

Even before the climax of the story began, the heroine had died.

A spear suddenly thrust forth, like a blade edge piercing the order, taking away the peace that followed sequence. He hadn't even got to know her deeply, so when he suddenly lost her, all he felt was an unreal void and confusion.

Su Ming'an held her stiff body, slowly looking up.

In the distance, under the blue sky, a figure holding a spear approached; the young man's golden hair tied in a low ponytail, and a silver ribbon fluttered in the wind. The blue eyes were calm like the sea, gazing deeply at Su Ming'an.

"Liujin."

...

The first act of the story,

The slanting blade pierced through the paper back.

The destined heroine met her fate.

The "malicious antagonist" killed her.

...

Su Ming'an was invited to Central State·Carnas.

True to its name, this is the most central country on the surface, where the World Master resides.

He held Pudding the whole time, her face as pale as a sheet, pink hair like drifting clouds draped over her shoulders, and the bloodstains on her chest had already dried.

The sky was overcast, heavy clouds loomed, and all around came the voices of believers chanting hymns to the Goddess of Life, cloaked in black with embroidered branch-leaf emblems, walking the streets as if treading a black river.

The tall statue of the goddess stood solemnly in the Royal City, her right hand raised high with a torch, blessing every Celestial, Elf, Druid, and Priest, symbolizing union, memory, air, and stars.

Knight helmets covered their faces, their cold, standardized high-density iron grid blocked the view. They were like moving iron tombstones, surrounding Su Ming'an in the center, in a posture that seemed both reverent and vigilant.

Wei Bai wore a snow-white long veil, a gold leaf silver thread ring on his head, dragging a robe styled like that of Ancient Greece. Along the way, Su Ming'an did not speak to him, nor did he say a word.

Finally, upon seeing a towering building like an iron curtain, Wei Bai could not help but speak:

"Liujin."

Su Ming'an did not stop, moving forth with Pudding in his arms. Coming ahead were 299 exceptionally high ivory white steps, with relief carvings of the Heavenly Valley and Cloud Mist Island blessed by the Goddess of Life on both sides, requiring ascending to meet the World Master.

He did not look back. Wei Bai killed the heroine, regardless of the reason, Pudding was innocent.

Be it the loafers of Red Tower Kingdom or those dispatched by the World Master. It did not matter. He did not ask Wei Bai why he killed her, it boiled down to task or duty.

Passing by a Bishop, Su Ming'an recognized Anger; apparently, Anger belonged here.

Anger squinted and smiled, speaking softly, "If you need help, I can accompany you in."

"As you wish." Su Ming'an said.

He needed no assistance.

He needed flames.

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