Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 801 Light and Eclipse
『What have you ever felt』

"So isolated and helpless"

『This is not true』

"Like Light and Eclipse"

"Same Day, Same Moon"

Struggling between love and hate

"Something I want to hold"

"Gains and losses linger in my mind"

『Lost in the Haze』

"How could this be?"

"Can we meet again?"

"Stars shattered and scattered across the galaxy"

"Gazing at the stars, what can one ask for?"

"If it were you, how would you face this madness?"

……

The memories of the past flashed by quickly, and as the pictures appeared frame by frame, the memories of my entire life also quickly went back, from now to college, high school, junior high school, elementary school, kindergarten... It was like a beautiful revolving lantern.

'It is said that when a person is dying, the brain will recall all past memories to find a way to save himself.'

"Is this really the case, Mom?" Tilan, who was very young, lay beside Gu Yongrong and asked with her eyes wide open with curiosity.

"That's probably the case. After all, it would be too sad to end like this."

'The end? What is the end, mother?'

"It's over..." The young mother showed an interested look and asked Tilan, who was sitting on her knees, to turn around.

"Look, your hair has grown to your shoulders now. It will look messy if you let it down, right?"

'Tie up the messy hair with a string and a band, and that's it.'

'This is where all the hair meets, converges, and then extends again.'

"Then I will finish too~ Isn't this better than my sister, she never ties her hair up." Tilan said excitedly, raising her hands.

"Ah, that's true." Looking at the happy Tilan, Gu Yongrong hugged her lovingly.

……

In the quiet training ground, two figures crossed back and forth, sword arcs flashed, and from time to time they collided to create sparks and make hissing sounds.

A few minutes later, the two returned to their original place and stood facing each other. Only then were their similar faces illuminated by the dim light.

"Now, your swordsmanship is stronger than mine." Gu Yongrong pressed the back of his hand with two fingers to stop the blood from flowing.

"It doesn't count, mother." Themisia put away the sword in her hand, with pride and happiness in her purple eyes.

"This is the truth." She shook her head slightly, then raised her eyes and looked at Themisia.

"What's the matter?" She asked, noticing her mother's gaze.

'It will be Tilan's birthday in a little while, remember to buy her a present.'

"Oh, why should I buy it for her? I am also your daughter, but she always seems to be favored more." Themisia pouted.

"Because you are my elder sister, if I use this reason, you will probably be unhappy." Gu Yongrong wiped the blood off his hands.

'Then let me tell you another reason. She has been chasing you and wants to be recognized by you. You are both my children, but the outside world's evaluation is very different. She will be sad, inferior and upset because of this.'

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Themisia seemed to be thinking about something.

"I understand. Don't worry, I will prepare a birthday gift that Tilan likes."

"Who makes me a good sister~"

……

On a long, lonely night, a small figure and many adults stood on the street, waiting for the light for traffic.

She was not tall and was holding a bag of books alone, with her face covered by a scarf.

The speeding subway train whizzed past, bringing up a flash of light, reflecting the gray hair and black eyes.

After a brief flicker of light, everything returned to calm again, and the dark passage in front of them opened, allowing entry.

The people around her started to move around, and the crowds and collisions caused her to almost fall down several times, but few people in the crowd noticed the little girl.

After a lot of effort, she returned to the door of her home and finally a smile appeared on her face, but the smile quickly disappeared as the door opened.

The house was very quiet, so quiet that only her soft breathing could be heard.

Yes, she was already alone.

Her mother and sister have left this world, and her father has given up on her and chosen to leave.

She no longer has anyone to talk to or rely on, and everything from now on will be borne by herself.

'What would you do, Tilan? ' She asked herself silently.

Her once tiny fingers are now able to hold the training sword issued by the school, and she, who used to be unable to do anything, can now take care of herself.

"Even if everything is gone, I will live well." The eyes in the darkness gradually became firm.

……

'Tilan, what kind of person do you want to be when you grow up?'

"A very strong, determined, and powerful person." The little girl counted on her fingers.

"Why did you choose these?" The image of my mother was hazy in my memory.

"Because I want to be like my sister, um, become awesome and be envied by everyone."

"But this is what Themisia pursues. You don't have to be the same as her. I want to know what you really love and like, Tilan."

'I? '

"I don't know." The girl's voice was a little uneasy.

"Then think back and think about the time when you felt happy from the bottom of your heart without any reason." The soft voice guided again.

The scenes from many times flashed by again, constantly appearing.

'I want to be a gentle person like my mother.'

"Why did you choose this?" He stroked the top of the girl's head slowly.

"Because, because that would make me happy."

"I can never be better than others. If I am gentler and nicer to others, they will treat me the same way." The girl said hesitantly.

"I see. Then you might be disappointed."

"But..." The girl lowered her head and bit her lip.

'I can't do anything else.'

"I'm stupid, not as smart as my sister, not as outgoing as her, and I'm also very timid..." Her voice became weaker and weaker.

'I'm afraid of competing with others, I can't win over them...'

After hearing Tilan's answer, the shadowy figure embraced her lovingly.

"No, there will be someone who likes you, and you don't have to compete with others. Just keep your share and you will be happy." The hand kept stroking Tilan's back, soothing her weak heart.

'One day, you will grow up and be able to do many things that you could not do before.'

"At that time, you will no longer be afraid of the problems you face today. At that time, you can freely relax your personality and no longer be afraid of any gaze." The mother said with a gentle voice, building up the strength in the deepest part of her heart bit by bit.

"I recognize you, you are my favorite child, even more than Themisia." The voice was slightly choked, as if there was an emotion that could not be let go.

'You will do it, even in the face of many people's denial and disbelief.'

'When you are no longer hesitant and worried like today, what choice will you make?'

"I want to be a gentle person like my mother." The same answer, but this time the voice is sincere and frank.

'I get scared sometimes, and I know some of my classmates are just as scared of being bullied as I am, and they get sad and cry just like me.'

'So, in order to prevent that from happening, I want to be a gentle person like a mother, to comfort and encourage them, and to protect them.'

'Because protecting them is protecting my former self, and they will become happy like me.'

"You are a very kind child."

"Oh, so this is what you call kindness?"

'Then I will also become a kind person.'

……

Deep in the soul's consciousness, the vortex of purple and blue spins to the extreme. The two colors blend with each other and finally merge into one, presenting a clear and ethereal color.

The dim eyes regained their luster, and the broken body that was originally lying on the ground turned into star sand and rose up.

They rushed to the singularity in the air. Not only the light spot emerged in this room, but there were countless light spots coming across the void. They came from distant galaxies, unknown corners of space, forgotten dust lands, and trapped blockades.

These magnificent blue and dark purple points of light merged into the hazy human figure and were assimilated by it, becoming part of the light, until in an instant, all the light converged and the blurry human figure instantly solidified.

The soft and flowing black hair floated slowly in the air, and the eyes that were like flowing stars slowly opened, without a trace of dust.

Tilan tapped the ground lightly with her toes. After waking up, she was wearing a white dress and standing in front of the crying and regretful man.

"'Heshia' is the result of the agreement between Hefashimo and Loranshia in the last era."

"It's not right to treat her like this."

"Skipping classes and hiding are not the right choices." The girl shook her head slightly, and her soft hair swayed gently.

"You are more childish than I thought, father." "I..." The man looked up in disbelief, looking at the girl who came back from the dead, his face full of astonishment.

"Even though you don't acknowledge me, I will still call you that because I am already a mature adult." The girl walked slowly past him, like a gentle breeze.

"Don't torture yourself anymore. You can always turn back, right? Just give me a call and tell me everything that happened back then."

"But I..." The man stared at his rough and old hands, which were no longer as firm and strong as when he was young.

"Yes, you are old and afraid to face your past mistakes, so you choose to tear them apart again and again until you destroy yourself."

"I am very grateful to the timid and low-self-esteem me when I was a child. This allowed me to easily admit my mistakes, reflect on them, and grow up slowly."

"But some guys stubbornly persist, fearing the consequences of admitting their mistakes. In their minds, admitting mistakes means admitting their weakness, and they will be bullied and looked down upon."

"This is actually just another form of cowardice and evasion. Perhaps I should also realize that even our parents are not more resolute and powerful than us."

"I really want to reminisce with you, ask you about the story of your love with my mother, and tell you about my experiences over the years, as well as about my sister."

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I don't have time today."

"Don't you blame me?" The man lowered his head dejectedly.

"I would feel strange, and I would like to retaliate severely, but if you die here, it would be difficult for me to vent the pain I have been feeling for many years."

"You have committed a great sin, so you must live and atone for your past actions. I will also monitor your future actions until the anger in my heart dissipates." After saying that, her figure disappeared from the room, leaving only the lost and decadent man.

……

The ruined tower in the valley

When the crimson particle torrent broke through the top, countless screams of terror and sounds of running rang out around the scenic area.

At the edge of the remaining cavity, the melted dark red glaze dripped slowly, making a slight sizzling sound.

"I, everyone..." Biaoxing struggled to stand up from the corner. At this time, his body was burnt and the pain was tearing his nerves.

Searching the ruins and wreckage, he saw the huge hole left in the middle, which still gave off a heart-pounding sight.

This was the remnant of incandescent particle shooting, and only the most advanced mechas could operate this kind of weapon on the ground. He couldn't help but feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

Are there any other people alive? He jumped up despite the pain and searched among the smoking ruins. Through this action, he finally discovered a touch of green hair in the rock.

It was Que Lin. He jumped down, dug up the rocks, and helped up his equally injured companion.

The healing spell appeared in his palm, providing emergency treatment for Que Lin and alleviating his injuries.

"Cough cough..." Que Lin slowly woke up with a slight cough and looked around in a daze.

"What are we doing?" She still didn't understand what was going on.

"It was an attack. Although we don't know why it was us, it was a premeditated attack, and the other party should have used the most advanced mecha weapons." Biaoxing analyzed calmly.

"Mecha..." Que Lin suddenly remembered something and stood up.

"It's the captain, yes, it's definitely him." She said excitedly.

"Captain? What happened to Kuman?" Biaoxing didn't understand.

"I saw it. When we set off that day, I saw the driving suit in his bag. At first I thought he just put the clothes into his luggage out of habit, but it was definitely premeditated." Que Lin eagerly recounted what he saw that day.

"But why did the captain attack us..."

Before the two of them could figure it out, a familiar figure slowly descended from the sky. That familiar face now exuded an extremely strange aura.

Her hair spread out in the wind, and the bright sunlight shone through the sparse buildings between the high towers and fell on her, forming shadows of light and dark. Three pairs of broad transparent wings slowly spread out from behind the girl, and each pair was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a gradient of light flowing through them like the fine texture of an electric circuit, making it particularly sacred and distant.

It seemed as if the song from the other side of distant time and space rang in everyone's mind, from this valley, to the oasis in the distance, and to the small towns on this land.

Layer upon layer of invisible ripples spread out, and the spiritual will flowing among them made everyone feel sad and sorrowful.

Some people stopped working for this, some recalled the past, and some prayed silently for this.

[People pray all day for the regrets of the past]
[Finally, the silver moon rises over the Sea of ​​Aegaka]
There was not a single cloud in the blue sky at the moment. Countless white filaments hung down from the clear sky, forming complex gears and symbols one after another.
In this hanging thread, the shadow of a white moon slowly appears.
After that, everything in the world began to flow in reverse, like a clock running backwards.

The rocks began to return to their original positions, the melted bricks condensed again, the dripping fire liquid flew from the ground to the sky, and the scattered blood returned to the body again.

The sublimated and evaporated atoms returned from all directions again, gathered in front of him, and finally reorganized into a figure with fiery red hair.

With her hands spread out, Tilan gently caught the falling Pulin. The other party was still unconscious at the moment, but as long as she received good treatment and recuperation, she would wake up one day.

Running her fingers through the fiery red ponytail, Tilan recalled many past events, those friends and companions who had spent time with her.

I don't know when, you have left me one by one, Orles, Blanche, Shui Yanqing, Pulin, Jian Xiner, Luo Fenghua, Idelia, Ewen Qilin...

These familiar faces of her fellow singers have disappeared from her life one after another, and now she is left alone.

A beam of extremely gorgeous crimson light was once again emitted from afar, leaving no reaction time from the moment it lit up to its arrival. However, this time the crimson light stream was blocked by the spherical transparent barrier, leaving only violent and dazzling sparks.

The scattered deep red heat flow exploded outside the barrier, scattered and turned into red rain, evaporating and penetrating the tall tower below, forming a series of burning holes.

"He actually blocked it." Biao Xing supported Que Lin and spoke in surprise.

The scene of using one person's strength to directly resist the attack of the most advanced mecha simply shattered their imagination.

"That girl is... Pulin." At this time, Que Lin recognized who Tilan was holding in her arms.

"No wonder... No wonder we were attacked." Que Lin said in a daze. He didn't expect that the most famous and powerful singer in the Federation would travel with him.

"Kill her, Que Lin, this is an order." An urgent voice came from the headphones she carried with her.

Biaoxing was wondering who could have given such a crazy order, but Que Lin, whom he was supporting, had already started to act. She broke free from Biaoxing's support, stumbled onto the platform, and pointed her palm at Tilan not far away. A silver needle shot out from the bone of her wrist.

This is a special weapon developed by the giant company 'Eye of Death'. The tiny silver needle can penetrate any barrier constructed by extraordinary magic, and the toxin contained in the silver needle has no antidote.

However, as if aware of her actions, the girl holding Prin turned her head, and her flying hair just blocked the trajectory of the silver needle.

The seemingly soft and fragile hair was not penetrated by the silver needle. Instead, the silver needle broke after hitting it and turned into scattered silver fragments.

How is this possible? Que Lin's face was full of surprise and disbelief, but time did not allow her to think any further as an order came through the headset again.

"Jump off the tower." She did as she was told and jumped off the tower.

At this time, a giant whistling silhouette passed through the hole on the side of the tower and took her in. Then it rose into the sky again with a strange and extremely fast flight trajectory. The whole process took only two seconds, which was extremely fast and smooth.

At this time, the people on the ground could finally see what that huge flying figure was.

This is a new type of mecha that people have never seen before. It is snow-white all over, and its clear edges and sharp wings are particularly majestic in the sun, exuding a solemn and decisive aura.

The mecha turned a huge semicircle in the sky, as if it had been synchronized. Its speed increased again, and then a dazzling emerald lightsaber emerged from its arm and pierced the protective transparent dome below.

"Ziziziz..." Violent energy collision and annihilation burst out on the shield, and the sparks produced were like a small sun rising on the ground.

“She blocked it again!?” Biaoxing could no longer understand the identity of the holy girl in front of him. Could she be an angel sent to the world?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

In the cockpit of the mecha, Que Lin stared at the figure in the lock, holding the joystick with both hands to increase the magic output power to the mechanism, and she entered a state of madness.

I must kill Pulin, because of her, my family, my future, and everything...

Unforgivable, she must die here
Her lips had been bitten until they bled, but she seemed unaware that the liquid in the cockpit also had a slight smell of blood.

The mecha flew into the sky again, opened the two laser barrels on its shoulders, and aimed at the tall tower below.

A dazzling stream of light swept past, and the ancient building below was cut into several pieces and began to collapse.

Dead? No, she can't leave anything to chance.
The mecha once again lit up its brilliant blade of light, swooped down from the sky, and crashed directly into the rubble, trying to use its body as a cannonball to smash the possible enemy.

However, a tiny silver light rose up from the smoke and ruins, bypassing the mecha's collision attack that tore through the sky.

When the mecha crashed into the ruins below, Tilan's figure appeared in the air again. She held the unconscious Prin in one hand and clenched the other hand, and then a dazzling holy sword floated above her head.

The silver holy sword burst into brilliance, turning into a stream of light that shot downwards, penetrating the armor on the back of the mecha and directly piercing the cockpit, chopping the Que Lin inside into pieces and turning it into melted blood.

Unfortunately, this is not the end. Tilan has already sensed that there are multiple other mechas in the distant sky, rapidly shuttling through the subspace and approaching this side.

Fighting like this was not a solution. She landed, stepped on the back of the shut-down mecha, raised her hand, and the enclosed cockpit inside moved backwards.

"Wait a minute..." An anxious voice came from above Tilan's head, and Biaoxing was seen stumbling and jumping down along the stone wall.

"Do you want to use this mech?" he asked breathlessly.

"Yes, do you want to stop me?" Tilan tilted her head. She did not sense the other party's hostility.

"No, I want to help you. This is my key chip. I'm a test driver of a new type of mecha. In theory, all models of this type can be used universally." He quickly explained his purpose.

"Won't you avenge your companions?" Tilan took the key chip.

"Revenge? No, I still know what's right and wrong, although I also understand Que Lin's thoughts." He looked bitter.

"Let me drive the mecha. Although I'm not an ace pilot, I should be able to escort you and His Highness Prin to the fleet outside the planet."

"Thank you for your kindness. Actually, I know a little about mechas." Tilan shook his head slightly, put Pulin into the cockpit, and then sat in himself.

"If there were no additional enemies, perhaps I would agree to let you help, but what we will face afterwards is hell." She closed the hatch, and the cockpit sank deep into the mecha again.

30 seconds later, the mecha lit up various indicator lights again and rose from the ruins. The whistling airflow it brought made Biaoxing almost lose his balance.

Does she really only know a little about mecha?

Biaoxing looked at the mecha, which seemed to be reborn, and drew an extremely fast trajectory in the sky. Its flexibility and maneuverability were terrifying. It was impossible to catch the opponent's trajectory at all. Not even the ace pilot he was familiar with could achieve that.

In the quiet cockpit, Tilan put on lavender goggles, and the only sound around her was the ticking sound coming from the dashboard.

Recalling the past, she slowly brushed her fingers over the sleeping Prin in her arms.

Several spots of light on the radar began to flash and approached rapidly. (My naivety and weakness led to the current situation)
These light spots have successively left the subspace state and displayed their models and information on the radar. (Putting many people in danger)
Four mechas of the same model appeared in the rear. They were all fully armed and flew at supersonic speeds in the atmosphere with the help of their unfolded wings.

The white mecha he was driving made a sharp whistling sound in the air. The alarm in the cockpit kept beeping. It quickly flew upwards, then turned in a huge arc to avoid the laser beam that flashed sideways.

She kept changing her trajectory in the air, sometimes flying straight, sometimes hanging upside down, avoiding the crimson jet that passed by. The laser light was captured by the optical sensing instrument and reproduced in the cockpit, reflecting her profile. (Is that so, Pulin?)
After dodging the pursuing laser beam once again, the mech turned at an amazing angle high in the air. (If that's what you think)
She pulled the trigger, and the same brilliant jet fired, a flash of light, piercing through the pursuing mecha, burning it. (Then I will change)

Throwing away the laser spear that had not yet cooled down on its shoulder, the white mech drew out the backup lightsaber at its waist and collided with the oncoming enemy. The red and green light streams annihilated fiercely, and a sharp spark sound broke out where the lightsabers collided. (It will change for you to see)
Pushing open the huge mecha in front of him, which was also sixty meters high, the white mecha driven by Tilan spewed out a fierce tail flame from behind, and crashed into the opponent's arms again, piercing the cockpit with its emerald blazing blade.

High in the sky, this white mecha was suspended lonely. At this moment, there were no more enemies pursuing it in the sky. Its back and limbs began to spew out incandescent air waves and heat streams, which then pushed the mecha to continue to rise into the space outside the planet.

Like a rising morning star (becoming the child of prophecy, Hessia Tiran)

(End of this chapter)