Collapse, surrender to me!

It's almost like playing games.

"The New Year is coming soon..."

Snowflakes flutter like cotton wool, dancing lightly in the winter sun.

The street lamps on both sides of the street were decorated with festive red ribbons. Gretchen leaned against the table, looking through the French windows of the studio, following the continuous snow outside, her thoughts drifting away.

"Dad should be back soon."

The girl couldn't help feeling a little warm in her heart, perhaps because she was about to be reunited with her father, or perhaps it was the warmth and joy unique to this festival.

Her longing grew stronger with the festive atmosphere.

“Violet, please stay at the studio for a while. Kyubey and I are going to go out for a while.” Grace thought for a moment and said.

"Where to go?" Qiubi shook his head: "Have you searched for the place you want to go?"

"No, not to other worlds."

Grayshu picked up Kyubey.

"Let's go home."

……

The cold winter wind mixed with snowflakes, swirling in the air and falling on people's collars and hat brims.

Despite the bitter cold, people's faces are filled with warmth and joy at the end of the year.

Greshue arrived at the market, which was already decorated with festive decorations, from the colorful neon lights to the handmade red lanterns on the old wooden stalls, to the laughing vendors and the endless stream of customers, every place was filled with a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Grace bought some Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, and two red lanterns.

On the way, she met familiar neighbors from time to time, and they said "Happy New Year" to each other. The leisurely and joyful feeling turned into an invisible warmth, which fell with the snowflakes and settled in her heart.

Of course, there is only one Grace.

Others often come out as a whole family.

The parents brought the elderly and children with them, with excited smiles on their faces.

……

Grace's home is in an ordinary community.

Pushing open the door and stepping into the house, the air seemed to still be filled with the laughter and joy of the past, as if I had traveled through time and arrived at that warm day.

Although my mother has left this home for a long time, the long-lost breath has never left. They quietly live in every corner of the home, guarding those precious memories.

Grace could feel that this room was filled with the color of her mother.

The scene in front of her eyes gradually changed, as if she had returned to the past.

Her mother's smile was as gentle as the sunshine, and her open arms on the sofa were always Grace's safest haven.

And the gentle hand stroking her hair.

On the wall of the living room, the simple sketch of a family of three is still hanging there. The colorful but vivid and lovely lines outline the happy appearance of the family of three.

Gretchen walked to the edge of the faded sofa and touched the slightly pilled fabric cover. Every inch seemed to record fragments of the past.

She recalled those lazy afternoons when her mother would sit on this sofa, holding a colorful picture book in her hand, reading fairy tales to her in a vivid manner.

At that time, she would snuggle up to her mother, her eyes sparkling as she looked forward to the development of the story.

From time to time, the mother would ask her in a soft and warm voice: "Look, what should the little rabbit do now?"

Gracie would always rush to give the answer first, and they would discuss the story together, with her mother's smile reflecting Gracie's childish imagination.

"Every Chinese New Year, my mother would always make dumplings in the kitchen."

Grayshu said.

There seemed to be a familiar figure in the kitchen.

Occasionally, her mother would accompany her in the kitchen to make small snacks, even if they were just simple cookies or cupcakes, but it always made the process full of fun.

And during the Chinese New Year, they would knead the dough together, so that little Grace could also show off her skills.

Even if flour was spilled everywhere, the mother would not blame her, but would just say it was snowing outside. As a result, the good daughter also made the house full of "flour snow".

The laughter of the family of three echoed throughout the house.

But in the next moment.

The mother who is telling stories to Grace in the living room, the mother who is making dumplings in the kitchen, and the mother who is drawing with Grace in the bedroom.

It shattered in an instant like a mirror.

Gresh shook her head.

Paste the Spring Festival couplets and hang up the lanterns.

After a while, he suddenly said.

"Quppy, I want to revive my mother."

Then he added another sentence.

"Before Dad comes back for the New Year."

"…It's easy to clone a person, but if it's about resurrection…"

Kyubey thought for a moment.

"In fact, the dead cannot be resurrected. In my opinion, those who can be resurrected are not dead, or they are not completely dead, just like Bai Heng."

"What about my mom?"

"I can't say."

"..."

"The souls of people in this world dissipate too quickly."

Kyubey looked into the distance.

On this planet, people are born and die every moment.

But for those who died, their consciousness and soul began to dissipate almost at the moment of death.

Normally, the universe is a cycle.

When the soul dissipates, it will return to heaven and earth.

But the rules of the collapsed world where Grayshu is located are rather strange. The universe does not recycle souls, but directly destroys them.

The world does not allow the collection of scattered souls.

This is difficult for Kyubey to understand, after all, it is a very loss-making behavior.

“You can ask the studio.”

Cupid said.

"For example, search for a world that can help you revive your mother."

"Makes sense."

Grayxiu tidied up the room, and the next moment, she disappeared from the spot as soon as she had a thought.

……

An unknown world.

When Grace opened her eyes, she was so shocked by what she saw that she was speechless.

Agate Flower City, Glazed Fairy Cave.

Thousands of doors have beautiful moons, and tens of thousands of households have fragrant breezes.

The crystal mica palaces are stacked and exquisite.

The star bridge casts its shadow on the fairy pond, and the flaming trees sway red.

In this place other than this world, the sky and earth are filled with a clear and fairy air, which gently surrounds every inch of space like fine silk.

Grayshu just took a few breaths and felt that the Jianmu in his body was about to bear Jianmu fruit again, the Hokage's sacred tree was about to bloom again, and EVA was about to produce the fruit of life and wisdom again.

So terrifying.

But she didn't have time to care about all this.

Because in her eyes, a rich purple color almost covered the entire sky and earth, enveloping everything in the world.

“Go…go quickly…!”

Kyubey's voice was intermittent, like distant radio waves, sometimes clear and sometimes noisy, as if it was crossing some invisible boundary of time and space, and was suffering a mysterious and powerful attack.

There was an unprecedented worry in Grayshu's eyes. She had never seen Kyubey so out of control.

Before she could react, the world fell into deathly silence.

Kyubey seemed to be frozen, motionless, and everything around him also stopped moving.

If Grayshu was not bound to the studio, she would probably become a part of the painting here.

"How could someone break in here? Interesting. And you can still move? Let me see what secrets you have..."

The purple air that rolled across the sky emitted fluctuations, as if it was very unexpected.

Then, a terrifying and vast spiritual will descended, and a heavy sense of oppression enveloped the entire space, trying to spy on Grayshu's soul.

"What...is this?! How can there be such a strong backlash!?"

Almost at the same time, a shocked and angry voice rang out.

Then, a huge and terrifying spiritual will shook like thunder, and the strong backlash was obviously unexpected.

“A chance to transcend! I actually saw a chance to transcend!”

A shout that was almost excited but collapsed in an instant came from the purple air.

"No! This is not a chance to transcend! - This is... I can't die...! I've already -"

Grayshu did not see the last counterattack by the Naruto World Studio.

This time she saw it.

The overwhelming purple energy was severely damaged in an instant, and countless rules were broken and reorganized, but to no avail.

Grayshu didn't know what this powerful person had experienced. She just saw that the purple color in the sky seemed to have been erased by an eraser.

The whole world became clean, without any trace of its existence.

……

When Gracie returned to the studio again.

He and Chubby looked at each other.

Her and Kyubey's memories were not affected at all.

As soon as the unknown existence attacked Gray Shu, he was killed in the studio.

When Grayshu found that this kind of existence could not survive even one round of counterattack from the studio, the fear that Kyubey had felt when he was immobilized suddenly disappeared, leaving only a feeling of being amazed.

"The boss died too quickly!"

She couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, Gresh was completely certain that the studio had indeed taken her to a place where her mother could be resurrected.

Just like this big guy who was sent away, he should be able to break the rules of the collapsed world and resurrect her mother.

Even this ball of purple air seemed to recognize what the studio was before it was finally wiped out by the studio's counterattack.

It's a pity that he died too quickly.

For a moment, Grayshu's face turned bad.

Because she can easily think of some questions.

The studio searches the universe for something that meets the requirements, which is, in a way, like a wishing machine.

But on the other hand, does Gray need an existence of that level to fulfill her wish to revive her mother?

Isn't this a joke?