In the midst of a storm of consuming feathered flames, Li Tuosen, Chu Yao, and Ye Ling stood like a small boat struggling against a raging current, showing no signs of retreat. Before them stood the Black Feather King, a being formed from countless lies and fears, becoming ever clearer in front of their eyes. Its ten pairs of pitch-black wings, like a massive shadow, covered the distorted space, as though a curtain obscuring the heavens. Its eyes, void of pupils, were endless black voids, devouring all light, deep and despairing.
"I was born in the deepest part of everyone's heart, from the lies they dare not face. I am the sum of all your dark sides."
It whispered, its voice cold and merciless like it came from the depths of hell, each word a heavy chain, as if pronouncing their already-determined fate.
Li Tuosen, like a cornered beast, gripped his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. The feathers on his back, burning like they were scorched by hellfire, emitted a deafening sound, like thunder splitting the silent night. His eyes were filled with an unprecedented resolve and fury, no longer avoiding, but determined to break all chains:
"Then today, let us personally end your false existence and burn everything tainted by lies to the ground!"
"This was all created by both you and me, Li Tuosen. You cannot escape." The Black Feather King's laughter was like broken glass shards, sharp and ear-piercing, as if it would tear their eardrums apart.
Suddenly, it opened its abyss-like mouth wide, and from the depths of its throat, dark feathers shot out like venomous arrows. These feathers, alive with malevolent energy, swiftly transformed into countless twisted phantoms in the air, like invisible ghosts, speeding toward Li Tuosen, Chu Yao, and Ye Ling. Each feather carried a heavy burden, an oppressive force, as if it would brutally peel away the layers of their past, like stripping an onion, exposing their deepest fears and insecurities.
Chu Yao's fiery eyes flashed with a cold sneer, and she, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, summoned blood-red flames into her hands. Like a swift panther, she leapt into the air, battling fiercely against the incoming feathers, shattering each one. With every collision, it felt like two planets colliding, shaking the already unstable space around them.
"I will no longer avoid the mistakes I've made. I will redeem the past I can never undo, for myself, for everyone harmed by lies!"
As she spoke, her flames grew even fiercer, like a sword of light sweeping away the darkness around them, burning away the entire false reality.
Ye Ling stood like a fearless warrior about to march into battle, deeply inhaling the cold air. Her obsidian-like eyes shone with a cold, razor-sharp light. A pure, moon-like halo slowly appeared in the palm of her hand, and as she whispered an ancient chant, strange timelines resembling broken mirrors materialized around her. Each shattered timeline was a mistake frozen in time, recording the paths she had once taken and the truths she had tried to cover with lies.
She cried out like a spirit breaking free of her bonds:
"This false cycle must end now!"
Her hidden power erupted like a wild beast, rapidly expanding. The space around them shattered like fragile glass, and the broken timelines, like shattered mirror pieces, crumbled to the ground, swept away by a wild wind. All the past images and carefully spun lies vanished, dissipating into nothingness.
Li Tuosen, like a monk bearing a heavy cross, took a deep breath. His shoulders trembled not from fear, but because deep within him, a boiling, complex power surged like a wild river. It was a memory and strength tightly connected to the Black Feather King before him. He had tried to deny it, unwilling to believe, but the cold reality, like an unfeeling blade, tore apart his false mask again and again.
"Black Feather King... you... are my past's shadow, the other self I tried to escape, yet could never sever."
This cold and powerful force, like a venomous snake, slowly grew from the darkest corners of his soul, a vine that had never been fully controlled by him. The lies that clung to him like parasites, the irreversible decisions that marked his path, had now come to life, manifesting in the nightmare that was the Black Feather King.
"This... this endless abyss of pain... is my own doing... a never-ending nightmare I've woven for myself!" Li Tuosen's eyes, as cold as ice, flashed with a painful and resolute light. But then, a force as fierce as a volcanic eruption surged through him, instantly igniting him.
He broke free from all restraints, unleashing a punch filled with endless regret and determination, like a sword slashing through the darkness. The punch slammed into the Black Feather King's chest, like the tip of a sword piercing an endless void. It carried all the unspoken truths, all the fears he had once cowardly avoided, and the hope for a future bathed in the light of dawn.
"You... will never understand..." The Black Feather King's eyes flashed with an eerie, unsettling light, like it had seen through everything, yet remained empty and cold.
Suddenly, its massive body swelled, filled with invisible force, transforming into countless black feathers, like a locust swarm, filling the twisted space, blotting out the sky. Its once-immense power was scattered across endless feathers, only to be drawn together again, forming a giant black shadow, the herald of despair, impossible to resist.
Li Tuosen, Chu Yao, and Ye Ling were forced to retreat like leaves in a storm, exhausted like travelers on a long journey. In this moment, they felt an unprecedented sense of despair, as if the endless abyss of darkness would consume them entirely.
But just as this despairing moment arrived, Chu Yao's fiery eyes flashed with a cold, cutting light. She reached out to Li Tuosen like a drowning person grasping at their last hope, and then, like a lighthouse guiding the way, she pointed fiercely at the Black Feather King’s massive shadow.
"It can no longer control our memories, because... we have finally found our true selves! We are no longer the puppets bound by lies!"
With her resolute words, Li Tuosen's eyes, once dim, suddenly lit up like a volcano erupting. The feathered markings on his back, scorched by flames, burst forth with an unprecedented, powerful light. This pure, fiery light, like a sword that devours all darkness, swept across their surroundings, burning away the Black Feather King's immense power as quickly as sunlight melts ice.
"This... is the... real... truth."
With Li Tuosen's voice, breaking free like a man from chains, the Black Feather King’s shadowy form was torn apart by an invisible force and disintegrated in an instant. Countless black feathers scattered like dust in the wind, slowly turning to ashes, vanishing into the cold air. The Black Feather King’s nightmare-like final form was also purified in the fiery light, disappearing without a trace.
Ye Ling, Li Tuosen, and Chu Yao, like survivors of a long, painful nightmare, stood wearily in the ruins of the memory tower, now shattered and broken like their own inner struggles. In their eyes, no longer was there confusion or fear, but a steadfast strength, like steel tempered in fire, full of determination, hope, and resolve for the future.
"Finally... it's over..." Ye Ling whispered, like a traveler surviving a calamity. Her voice carried exhaustion, but also a deep sense of relief.
"No, Ye Ling. This... is only the true beginning." Li Tuosen’s eyes, now as cold as ice, gleamed with the unwavering light of dawn. His tone was filled with hope for the future and a resolve that would never waver again.
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