NovelBarUndeterred, he knelt outside the temple, his voice a heartfelt entreaty as he pleaded, “Please save my wife and baby. I am willing to pay any price.”
Mindy, enshrouded in a veil of mystery, sat in contemplation.
Despite his refusal, Waylen’s fervor touched something within him. The disciple’s report prompted a decision.
The veil of snow intensified, a curtain of white separating heaven and earth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylen’s figure, resolute in its purpose, knelt before the door.
In the temple, the disciple whispered to Mindy, “He is still here!” Mindy, a figure of enigma, sighed with a mixture of pity and gravity, “Such tangled destinies. Invite him in.”
The disciple immediately ran out and let Waylen in.
Minutes Later, Waylen stumbled into the temple, his complexion pallid.
Mindy’s voice, a whisper of guidance, pierced the silence. “There is a glimmer of hope. However, to exchange their fate, you must embrace their suffering. Are you prepared to make such a sacrifice? But if you fall into the Inferno, not only can’t you save her, but you may also be doomed and can never return to this kaleidoscopic world.”
He thought that Waylen had to think about it one more time. After all, his Life would be at risk.
In the face of this dire choice, Waylen’s answer came without hesitation. “I am willing to endure their suffering in their stead.”
Mindy’s eyes closed briefly, a sigh escaping his Lips.
“You and she are fated to be entwined by the remnants of your past. The karmic ties that bind you have woven a complex tapestry of intertwined lives.” Undeterred, Waylen’s resolve remained steadfast. “I accept this fate. I will bear their suffering.”
Mindy’s touch, gentle yet laden with a weighty promise, settled on Waylen’s head.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“As you wish.”
A blinding light engulfed Waylen, a cascade of memories flooding his consciousness.
Images flickered. He saw their first encounter, love blossoming in their shared apartment, the exquisite piano that became a symbol of their bond, and the tears that marked their journey.
The past danced before his eyes, a bittersweet symphony of moments etched into his heart.
As the memories coalesced, Waylen felt himself pulled into a world of dreams, the boundaries between reality and illusion fading into obscurity.
When everything was done, the scene unfolded before his eyes was the birds’ singing and flowers’ fragrance that filled the air.
And then, as if guided by fate’s hand, he found himself standing on the platanus-lined path of Duefron Music School. Golden sunlight bathed him in its warmth, a nostalgic embrace that enveloped him.
Before him walked a figure, graceful and youthful. Rena, at the tender age of twenty, approached, her presence a breath of fresh air in a world hued by nostalgia and memory.
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