Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 333 The First Holy War of Sumeru

Let's rewind to a few hours earlier, to the small villa by the creek.

The curtains were drawn in the spacious living room, and the girls sat in a circle, their numbers much larger than when they had left.

The atmosphere inside the room was somewhat tense, but it was different from the previous tense situation.

"This...cough cough cough...how is this possible..."

Fu Ningna choked on her tea, her hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, her pupils dilated, and her face was filled with disbelief.

However, she quickly realized her lapse in composure. As one of only two deities in the room, she shouldn't have shown such surprise.

Despite this, the girl's heart was still in turmoil, though she hid it very well.

In fact, not only Fufu, but all the other girls in the room had the same expression at this moment.

Just moments ago, the girls who bumped into each other in front of Jingshan Palace were all looking at each other with hostility.

Everything else is negotiable, but this is the one thing that cannot be discussed.

After all, how could someone easily give up a partner they've finally reunited with after going through life and death?

Siegwen, Caroline, and Sedna exchanged glances with Elodie and Clementine, deciding to form a temporary alliance.

With internal conflicts put on hold, now is the time to unite against external threats.

Seeing that the war between Fontaine and Sumeru was about to break out, Nasita helplessly rubbed her forehead and stepped in to mediate.

Although the little god was quite resentful of his sage's philandering, now was not the time for confrontation.

The soft, grass-green light spread gently like ripples on water, like a gentle serenade, soothing the soul.

The precarious situation has finally stabilized.

"Everyone, please calm down for now."

"If you need to, come and have a good time using the restroom."

Nasita stepped forward, her emerald green four-leaf clover eyes gently surveying the surroundings, her soft tone calming everyone's emotions.

However, even the wisest gods couldn't help but feel a slight headache when dealing with this situation for the first time.

After all, there were quite a few girls in the venue.

She's cleaned up Amu's mess again this time. She won't give in easily without sufficient compensation.

Suppressing her resentful mood, Nasita gently waved her hand, and the phantom of the World Tree gradually appeared. She continued to explain softly.

"I know that there was once someone who played the most important and indispensable role in our lives."

"Whether it's an ordinary coffee shop owner—"

The three little girls, Meiluxin, exchanged a soft glance, their eyes carrying a span of four or five hundred years.

Siegfried touched the red cross pendant on her chest, her ruby ​​eyes curving slightly into a sweet smile.

"In the darkness of the house, a dutiful older brother—"

Elodie and Clementine lowered their heads and remained silent.

In the most desperate days, without that ray of light, the fire in the fireplace might have gone out.

"Or perhaps, the first sage, as dreamt by the gods."

Nasita gently closed her eyes, placed her hand on her heart, and listened to her own heartbeat in the peaceful tranquility.

That was a flutter of emotion she had never forgotten, a feeling that belonged only to one person.

The room fell silent. At this moment, memories flooded back, some painful, some warm.

The image of the boy becomes clearer in his memories; he is the starting point of all stories and the knot where all destinies intertwine.

That's why they've all gathered here today.

"So, before unnecessary arguments happen."

"I have a responsibility and an obligation to reveal another 'truth' to you all."

The room gradually quieted down, like believers waiting for forgiveness on Judgment Day, waiting for the truth to cut through the sugar coating of their dreams.

They had all experienced a separation, and from then on, they were separated by the greatest distance in their lives, never to be touched again.

Perhaps the gods above the gods heard their prayers, and a miracle brought the message of reunion once again.

But what price and what secrets lie behind that reunion? They selectively discard these questions.

Perhaps it's time to face the truth.

"The World Tree, the carrier of Teyvat's history, the beginning and end of the ley lines, is the sum of all memories."

"It is the duty of the god of wisdom to protect the World Tree."

Nasita's voice is like a babbling brook; in the echo of the water, another "possibility" emerges.

"In order to eliminate the taint of forbidden knowledge, Amu once exercised his authority and erased existence along with forbidden knowledge."

"And when we regained our memories, we discovered that within the World Tree lay a portion of 'forgotten history.'"

"If it weren't for this unexpected turn of events, perhaps we would never have been able to actively observe the existence of the 'blank space.'"

"They are shrouded in a mist, impossible to observe, impossible to interpret, formless and intangible, until—"

The little goddess's eyes gradually brightened, and the little Melus looked at her with puzzlement, somewhat confused.

"Some time ago, the fog that shrouded the first 'forgotten history' inexplicably dissipated overnight."

"That period of history records a murder of a nobleman, a trial that was never truly made public."

"Then there is the second paragraph, and then the third paragraph."

Silence fell over the room. This time, everyone knew what these forgotten histories were all about.

"These histories overlap in time, like the product of parallel stories being pieced together."

"This might explain why, in our independent story, Amu is a complete stranger to everyone else."

The divine interpretation stirred up a storm in the room, yet the evidence from the god of wisdom did not cease.

"After verification, the time when the mist in the World Tree was wiped away is the time when Amu and we were reunited."

Could our world be nothing more than a perpetual cycle of the "Flora Festival"?

Suddenly, the people of Sumeru remembered what Naxi had said during that endless Flower Goddess Festival.

The truth of the world can be explained in just a few words.

However, the gods did not tell them about her suspicions; she only mentioned it "accidentally" to the Great Tree King.

The ruler of time, "Ishtar".

Only she has the "power" to rewrite history.

Behind all this, is it a blessing from the gods, or a larger conspiracy?

Perhaps, when this journey comes to an end, the truth behind all these paradoxes will be revealed to them.

And all they have to do, and all they can do, is stay with him and continue writing their own story.

Because they can't bear another separation.

"Furthermore, the 'blank' in the fourth paragraph has been loosened."

In the corner of the room, Long Luoli's gaze gradually became serious. Then she sighed softly and silently looked away.

Did you notice? It's faster than she expected, Buyer.

She left the room silently, the door closing gently behind her, and darkness swallowed her figure.

The petite dragon tilted her head back and looked up at the starry sky. The illusory destiny seat was reflected in her eyes, a bizarre and fantastical sight.

She lowered her head, concealing her expression, and prayed in a low voice.

"I wish, My Descendants, that on this journey, we will all reach that desired 'end'."

Even if you're all alone?

Even if you are all alone.

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