Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

"I..." she said softly, her voice trailing off, "What was I about to say?"

She looked at her hands, which were now almost transparent.

"It seems there's something very important... I need to tell someone..."

She looked at Jiang Jiu; his icy blue eyes were now devoid of light.

"You are so quiet."

"Gravekeepers don't need names."

"Gravekeepers don't need to die a peaceful death."

"The gravedigger only needs to guard this memory and bury it along with himself."

Her figure grew fainter and fainter, gradually becoming transparent.

In the very end...

A grayish-white cloak drifted down, covering a small pile of grayish-white dust on the ground.

The room fell completely silent.

March 7th: She...disappeared? Just like that...she died?

[Star: March, stop watching.]

March 7th: But...we don't even know her name...she doesn't even remember her own name...

[Danheng: The gravedigger doesn't need a name; knowing she's the gravedigger is enough.]

March 7th: That's not an excuse! Everyone has a name, and that's a very, very important thing...

[Himeko: Those memories, along with her existence, have been eroded by nothingness. March, don't be too sad.]

[Walter: An ordinary person who never even embarked on a destiny journey, guarding a desolate planet alone for countless years, only to have her demise hastened by a savior who unintentionally harmed her... This is the cruelty of a void destiny; you don't even know who to blame.]

Who is to blame?

Jiang Jiu?

nothingness?

Or is it fate?

Clara: Clara wanted to cry too... She waited there alone for so long, and finally someone came, but... This feeling is so painful...

[Bai Lu: But why! Nobody was wrong, so why couldn't all of this have been avoided?]

[Su Chang: Even as she died, she kept saying it was okay, comforting others even as she was dying herself. Waaaaah, I cried too!]

[Gui Naifen: Changchang, stop talking, I've got something in my eye...]

[Qingque: I thought the destruction of the Immortal Ship was tragic enough, and Fanghu being eaten by insects was tragic enough, but this is even more tragic... At least those people knew why they died, but this child doesn't even know why he disappeared...]

[Fu Xuan: ...But there's absolutely no comparison between these two things, okay?]

Faced with all of this that had suddenly happened, Jiang Jiu stood there, stunned for a long time.

He looked at the spot where the little girl had just stood, at the gray-white cloak, at the crystal that had turned to stone, and then hesitated before slowly raising his hand and looking at his palm.

He did nothing wrong, but she still died.

He died, leaving nothing behind.

For the first time, he truly felt that he shouldn't be so calm at this moment.

Is that correct?

This is wrong, this shouldn't be wrong.

He lowered his head and placed his hand on his chest, where a heart should be beating, where there should be warmth, and where something called "emotion" should be surging.

But it seems... there's nothing there.

Jiang Jiu's hand, which was pressed against his chest, unconsciously tightened slowly.

Fingers sank into the fabric, into the skin, into the flesh...

His expression remained unchanged.

Until he crushed that heart.

Without hesitation... without struggle...

Only a cold...timeline rollback.

[March 7th: He... he just crushed his own heart like that? So decisively, without even blinking?]

[Star: March, stop watching.]

[March 7th: But doesn't he feel pain? That's his heart, and he's just...]

[Danheng: For him, it probably really doesn't hurt, or rather, whether it hurts or not is no longer important.]

[Screw Gumu: From a rational perspective, Jiang Jiu's decision to rewind the timeline is the optimal solution in the current situation. On that timeline, the little girl's existence has been irreversibly eroded by nothingness. Rewinding means starting everything from scratch, including her existence.]

[Black Tower: Rational analysis is one thing, but the way he ended his own life was far too swift.]

[Aista: Lady Black Tower... are you worried about him?]

[Black Tower: Yes.]

[Fireworks: Actually, I find it a bit strange. The video didn't last long, but did Jiang Jiu travel a long way in the void?]

Silver Wolf: ......

[Fireworks: Even the most fearless person would show some reaction when crushing their own heart, right? A frown, a gritted teeth, a muffled groan, or even a slight contraction of the pupils? But he did nothing.]

[Topa: It's hard to say how far Jiang Jiu has gone on the path of nothingness; he's met the Star God of Nothingness quite a few times.]

[That Moment Xia: Putting everything else aside, Jiang Jiu's return to the previous timeline is reasonable. He couldn't accept that outcome, so he chose to start over. But his question is, what does he plan to do after starting over?]

[Lagushi: As we all know, he has to make choices, and more often than not, these emotions can easily cause him to lose control.]

[Robin: But Jiang Jiu is a self-destructive person; his emotions had long since faded to almost nothing. Why would someone whose emotions have faded to almost nothing still lose control?]

[Lai Gushi: Perhaps you haven't considered what Jiang Jiu's anchor point is? Why doesn't he fall into nihilism?]

[Su Chang: ...Why?]

[Saifeier: It's a bit inappropriate, but I really want to kill Lai Gushi right now.]

[Xi Lian: Sai Feier, calm down, calm down.]

In the footage, Jiang Jiu never stepped into that place again.

He drifted aimlessly through the universe, eventually settling on a broken asteroid.

Standing on the gray-white rock surface, he seemed lost in thought for a long time before taking the Lonely Star out of the void.

The sword gleamed coldly, clearly reflecting his face, but his face remained expressionless.

He lowered his eyes to look at his own eyes on the sword, but could see nothing.

He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand and gripped the blade tightly.

Blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping onto the grayish-white rock.

It doesn't hurt.

He froze for a moment.

He gripped the sword tighter, cutting deeper and drawing more blood.

Even after the bright red color started to fade, it still didn't hurt.

He released his grip and looked at the deep wound on his palm. The flesh was torn open, and blood was still dripping down. It must have hurt a lot.

But he doesn't seem to... feel it?

He looked down at his hands, at the wounds, and suddenly began to seriously consider a question.

"Am I... even human anymore?"

Seeing this, everyone was at a loss for words.

[Hanabi: ...It's a long story, and my feelings are quite complicated.]

Silver Wolf: If you don't know what to say, just shut up.

[White Dew: If you feel unwell, see a doctor; if you are injured, see a doctor; if you are physically unwell, see a doctor!]

[Kouyuan-kun: ...His current appearance could scare a doctor to death.]

[Potio: Doesn't it feel very disjointed? What exactly is he concerned about? He didn't react much to the previous murder, so why is he reacting so strongly this time?]

[Yao Guang: A rift? Don't you think that's terrifying?]

Everyone knows what Jiang Jiu is doing.

From his position, he shouldn't and couldn't afford to invest too much emotion in these matters.

After all... is a "savior" who hesitates over an innocent life really qualified?

This is terrifying. In life, many times we can hardly even save one person, let alone everyone.

Jingyuan: There's no need to blame him. Everyone has their own perspective and way of looking at things, and no one can take away his right to be sad.

[Yao Guang: No one is taking away his rights, but he's walking a path of emptiness; he shouldn't be like this.]

[Fu Xuan: ...First of all, there's no point in you arguing here.]

[Fu Xuan: Secondly, don't you guys think he seems a bit on the verge of a breakdown?]

[Huang Quan: Yes.]

[Huang Quan: If this continues, he will sink deeper and deeper into the void until he disappears completely.]

[Huang Quan: It's no one's fault; this is just the way of fate.]

Watching a Movie (Ninety-Six) ​​- Actually, isn't this kidnapping?

Nothingness never makes sense.

Death is almost an inevitable end for those who step into or become tainted by nothingness.