final doomsday

In a quiet hut, Patchouli and a girl wearing a red and white witch costume sat opposite each other. Two cups of fragrant tea were steaming, and curls of green smoke were rising like clouds and fog in the cold winter.

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"Where... is this place?" The magician in purple pajamas held the cup in his hands and broke the silence first, "I, I should have used it, and should have disappeared completely. Why did it appear here again?

?”

"Why?" The red and white witch seemed to sigh softly, or said to herself, "There are infinite unknowns in this world, and no existence can know everything. On the other hand, exploring unknown roads is a very interesting thing in itself.

"

The witch picked up the teacup, sipped the tea, and focused her eyes on Patchouli.

"As for where this is? Your heart has already given the answer, hasn't it?"

"What I need is not this kind of guessing answer!" Patchouli smashed the tea cup and let the hot tea drip down the edge of the table onto her clothes. "I just want to know whether I have any

disappear!"

However, the next moment, the excited magician softened and collapsed on the tatami, sobbing.

"I, I can still go back, right? I can definitely...I can still go back...back to everyone, back to the leader...right?"

The witch gently raised her hand, and the broken teacup flew back to its original state, as if time had gone back.

"Go back? Do you really want to go back?"

"Of course, no, I will definitely go back!" Patchouli bit her lip and let her white teeth pierce the skin, bleeding out scarlet blood. "I still have so many things I haven't done, how could I die here! At least,

At least the task must be completed!”

"I already... don't want everyone to be disappointed in me anymore..."

The witch sighed longly and sipped the bitter tea indifferently.

"You can no longer see your 'heart' now. Anyway, let me tell you myself."

She put down the tea cup and made a clear "dong" sound.

"Here is 'one', here is also 'whole'; here is 'existence', here is also 'non-existence'——"

"This is 'Fantasy Township'."

"Fantasy. Fantasyland?" Patchouli's eyes widened and she lost her voice in shock, "Impossible, how is it possible!"

"Why is it impossible?" The miko raised her eyebrows playfully, tapping the table with her jade fingertips, "You are sitting in the Hakurei Shrine and drinking tea with the Hakurei miko. Then why is this place not a fantasy?

Township'?"

"You... Reimu?" Patchouli felt dizzy and shouted in disbelief. "You are not the Reimu I know at all, and you are not the previous generation of miko. You, who on earth are you!"

"This generation of shrine maidens is 'Hakurei Reimu', the previous generations of shrine maidens are also 'Hakurei Reimu', and all previous 'miko's' are 'Hakurei Reimu'. Even the one who was banished and sealed by you in fear is once again

The one who was accepted, and even got the 'disaster' of his own shrine, was also 'Hakurei Reimu'."

The corners of the miko lady's mouth curved up in a subtle way. She continued teasingly: "It's just that I am the first generation of 'miko'. I truly walk the world under the name of 'Hakurei Reimu', and I am also with Yakumo Murasaki."

He’s just the one who co-created ‘Gensokyo’.”

Patchouli opened her mouth and took a long time to spit out a few words with difficulty.

"You are...the first generation miko?!"

The red and white miko nodded and smiled slightly.

"This is the original Gensokyo?! Then me, why did I come here?" Patchouli asked urgently, with a glimmer of hope faintly grasping in her heart.

Maybe, you can go back?

Maybe, I can still see you all?

Maybe...maybe, I can return to the Super Red Lotus Group that I can't forget, which is like home!

"Why are you here... Because this is the final resting place for all residents of Gensokyo. It is also the first and last 'Gensokyo'."

Patchouli sat back dejectedly, sipping desperately.

"Sleeping place...Am I really just delusional..."

The miko lady did not answer, but stood up slowly while holding on to the round table that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Hakurei family.

"I [know] you,''."

She waved her hand, and the entire shrine disappeared without a trace. Outside was an endless wilderness, and the grass just below the ankles spread across the line of sight, like an emerald ocean. In the sky, the dim sunset slowly set, but it seemed

The sun never sets.

"It's not just you, I know every resident of Gensokyo. Whether it's their past, their dreams, or their ambitions... I know them all clearly."

The light of the setting sun shines on the endless grassland, turning the earth into a green sea of ​​fire.

"Emotions? Memories? Wishes? Love? Sorrow? Grief? Laughter? In my eyes, these are like an open book, with no secrets at all." Miss Miko turned around, her red skirt swaying in a dazzling way.

Light, "Just like you, Patchouli."

"Before entering Gensokyo, you were a magician. But what about before that?"

A phantom suddenly appeared on the grassland like a sea of ​​fire.

It was a dilapidated town. Dirty streets, gorgeous churches; numb people in ragged clothes, glossy noble missionaries... Like every medieval town, there was no vitality or any future. It seemed that the meaning of existence was just

Lost in the long river of history.

In such a town, there lived a little girl with a light in her eyes.

"Before that, you were just a failed human being. You failed in the audition for a saint, and you also spent the last bit of your family wealth. Your parents died of illness, and your relatives disappeared without a trace - this is you, Patchouli.

"

The phantom changed, and suddenly it was transferred to a dark basement. There, the little girl was holding a thick book in her hand, seeming to be reading something hard.

"Because of the hope in your eyes, you were rescued by a passing magician and became her disciple. However, you are not talented in magic. No matter how hard you try, you will never become a noble magician. You can only wander around as an apprentice throughout your life -

-This is you too, Patchouli."

The phantom changed again. This time, the little girl had grown up, but she was still sitting in the dark basement. Surrounded by difficult magic books and powerful magic tools, there was only a candle flickering, illuminating nothing.

Only that little bit of land.

"You were discovered by the people of the church. You had no choice but to fight. The others escaped, but you were the only one who still fought side by side with the teacher, even if you were just an apprentice. At the last moment, your teacher used the Philosopher's Stone to transform you into a magician.

, allowing your strength to surge but unable to move, you were captured by the church, and you took the opportunity to run away without a trace. What supported you to get down from the torture rack. What supported you to return to this place that cannot be called a home?

'The great library?"

The phantom keeps changing, but this time it is already in Gensokyo.

"I don't know how many years after that, the 'rebellious young moon' of the Scarlet family suddenly came to you and forcefully took you into Fantasyland. Oh, for you, it was indeed a good period after that.

Days, at least you have friends."

The witch paused and looked at her with pity.

"But do you know? That 'rebellious young moon' just wanted to find a handy tool to rebel against the family. Just like the young Izayoi at that time. They were just chess pieces that she would throw away after using them. Even

Her biological sister Flandre is no exception."

The phantom turned, and many familiar angels suddenly appeared on the screen. Brünnhilde, Iconis, Kazune Hiyori, Ikaros, Nimfu, Astraea...now famous angels

They, at that time, were just seraphs, ordinary ones could no longer be ordinary. They gathered around the purple-haired and blond-haired magicians, listening quietly to something.

"The meeting with Nasrad may have been an unexpected surprise, or it may have just been a fool's 'operating error'. In short, you met them. Under the instigation of 'Rebellious Young Moon', you and Ellie

Silk became the magic initiate of the angels. She even created the prototype of the 'Angel Sanctuary' for them. For you, and for many residents of Gensokyo, this period of time was extremely happy, right? It's a pity,

Joy is always so short-lived.”

In the phantom, ferocious monsters suddenly rushed into the underground library. Groups of angels were torn to pieces and eaten by the monsters. Even at this moment, they were all still alive. And what about the magician? She was powerless to stop it.

I can only drag my seriously injured body aside and cry.

"The monsters from the main war faction believe that eating angels can greatly increase their strength. Of course, they do the same. And you? You tried to block, but were seriously injured by one move. Because you are just an ordinary Qiyao.

Magician - this is still you, Patchouli."

The monster retreated, leaving behind a mess all over the place. The young girl with bat wings cried and helped the magician, whispering her fault in her ear.

"Because of this incident, 'Rebellious Young Moon' suddenly woke up. From then on, she became the real 'rebellious' of the Scarlet family, and her body shape was forever fixed at the age of 12 under the curse of the patriarch. 'The ever-bright red young moon'

"Yue', how many people still remember the origin of this title?"

The witch shook her head and continued talking.

"You, Izayoi, Kurenai and Scarlet sisters witnessed the break between Gensokyo and Xinapus. After that, you and some like-minded residents kept trying to restore the good past between the two, and what you got was

What?"

The miko's mouth curved with a hint of bitterness, and she sighed softly.

"The... revenge of the angels. Some of the hawks who fought the war died, and some of the doves who advocated peace were also killed by the red-eyed angels. Some of your friends are also a sad member of the list of the dead. Patqiu

Li, your hard work failed to get the rewards you deserved. Instead, you just suffered one failure after another. Because this is still you, the 'loser' Patchouli."

The scene in the phantom suddenly changed and turned into the crystal wall system where Xu Tianshi was.

"In this world, you have experienced a lot. From the confusion when you first arrived, to the fear of death. It's not that you have never tried to save yourself, but that failed; it's not that you never thought of asking for help, but that still failed. In the end,

You can only lie dying on the roadside, waiting for death to come with silent wails...until that stupid evil dragon suddenly appears in front of you."

The picture keeps changing, and Patchouli's experience in this world reappears and disappears bit by bit, like a silent scroll.

"For him, you resisted the powerful anti-matter false god, but you were unable to fight back; for him, you stood alone in the Holy Grail War, but your chest was cut open by the Ripper in a confrontation, and you were seriously injured and on the verge of death; for him, you were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

You vomited blood to construct spells in the Spiral Castle, but you couldn't compare to the words "Super Red Lotus Group, all members gather"; for him, you sought the way to awakening from all the members who had awakened the original spiral, but you still couldn't find it.

My own original spiral..."

"For him. You are willing to erase even the traces of your existence, just to complete a task. The result? Still failed, and finally came to this 'Fantasy Country'." This is you, an undoubted, hopeless person.

A 'loser' with no future."

The witch looked at Patchouli with her head lowered and told the facts coldly and cruelly.

"Your life has been experiencing 'failure', repeating 'failure', and even the root cause is 'failure'. So what if I let you go back, do you still want to experience failure again?"

"...failure?" Patchouli raised her head suddenly, with a crazy and decisive light in her eyes, "Yes, I have been failing repeatedly."

"Whether it's a career as a magician, life in Gensokyo, or salvation by the Super Red Lotus——"

"I'm just going further and further down the road of failure."

"Have you ever been shaken? Have you ever had the thought of giving up? Have you never had the thought of 'ah, let's just do it'? Yes!"

The girl stared at the miko, without any wavering in her words.

"But so what? Only those who have tried, worked hard, and struggled can be qualified to say——"

"I failed!"

I haven’t been knocked down by the constant failures. It’s just because I still have...

hope!

Walking on the road of failure, even going further and further on this road. Just because you don't want to...

give up!

In this world where no light can be seen, it is not swallowed up by darkness, just because there is still a piece of it in my heart...

Pure land!

"First-generation shrine maiden, please let me go back! Even if I fail again, even if I don't even have the chance to come to this Gensokyo to sleep next time—"

"I want to try again!"

"This is the last chance to sleep peacefully. Next time, you will really disappear." The witch stared into Patchouli's eyes, "You know it's impossible, but you still want to try?"

"If you don't try, how will you know it's impossible?"

Give it a try. Maybe you still have a chance.

No matter how small the chance of success is, even if you know you will fail...

So what?

It's just a repeat of previous experiences.

But if, if you give up this last chance...

I, haven’t I been deprived of even the possibility of failure!

"You know you will fail, but you still want to go back?"

"Even if you fail, you have to go back!"

What else are you afraid of?

What else are you afraid of?

Since you are already a "loser", why can't you try again?

Even if it’s just once!

Even if...it's just the last time, that's fine!

"Yes, yes, that's it." The witch sighed and placed a gray irregular stone in front of Patchouli, "Since you still want to pursue 'failure', just hold her."

Patchouli looked directly at the stone as if looking directly at herself.

The same darkness, the same roughness, the same can be seen everywhere...

Also, just as hard and stubborn.

"Hold your [hope], hold your—"

"【source】."

【hope】?

【source】?

The past of failure is like a never-ending nightmare.

Repeat, repeat, repeat!

Why, keep trying?

Why do you still have to experience nightmares?

Just because I don’t want to give up!

turn out to be……

Am I just looking for that ray of light that I don’t know where it exists?

turn out to be--

This is my origin!

"Thank you……"

Patchouli held the stubborn stone tightly, letting the water chestnut pierce her palm.

"The first generation of miko..."

The blood flowed out freely, like emerald light.

"Thank you……"

The green grassland, like a sea of ​​fire, slowly disappeared. The breeze blew by, picking up the corners of the witch's clothes.

"Fantasy Township..."

The warm smile disappeared together with the green scenery, and only the dark space remained as usual. Everything before seemed like an illusion, and only the stubborn stone in the girl's palm told her that everything was not a dream.

Maybe it's also a dream, a dream that I can't wake up from?

"Even if there is no way forward, you should keep moving forward!"

Patchouli pressed the stone against her chest with all her strength, and the nine-colored brilliance in her eyes continued to flow.

"Even if you keep failing, you should never give up!"

"My prayers, my hopes, my roots—"

"I present here my 'god'-named weapon!"

"[]!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

ps: (If the future is a dream that you can never wake up from, then why don’t you move forward in this dream? What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? What is more terrifying than giving up!)

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