角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「姐姐…姐姐！」
她驚覺自己身處在藍天下，周遭麥浪起伏，昂揚生長。
她笑着將細枝和一早撿來的花朵編在一起，戴在懷中女孩小小的腦袋上。女孩回過臉瞧她，笑得比花朵更明亮。
她緊緊捧着這張臉，發誓要永遠保護這張纖巧、脆弱的臉，發誓要為她做很多很多。
「姐姐…姐姐！」
才一走神，這張臉就變寬了，開闊了。那俊俏的五官間已經沒有一絲需要她呵護的柔弱，只有堅毅。這張臉曾與自己並肩行走，一同登上星槎，遠征域外。
風沙、冰霜、泥痕…時間在這張深愛的臉上留下許多塵垢。但自己的手總會輕柔細緻地抹去一切。
和自己一樣，妹妹已經是個大人了。她不該當着眾人的面，像總是操心的母親那般為她擦拭。但她又怎麼能輕易放手呢？她發過誓要永遠保護這張臉，發誓要做很多很多。
「姐姐…姐姐！」
她抬頭已身在火與血的焦土之上，地上是數千張熟悉卻早已喪失生機的臉龐，妹妹的臉也在其中。
但她找不到自己的臉。
「我能救她。我能救回你們所有人。只消揮揮眾手中的一枝，我就可以教血肉從白骨上長回去，讓花瓣從泥塵落回花蕊。你很清楚。」
她的身下，生有千面的怪樹在對她說話，也是在對所有人說話。祂揮舞枝條，枝幹深扎大地。
「我乃倏忽，我乃萬古。從我開始，爾等將獲得真正的長生。」
她飲泣閉目，沒有了反抗的餘力。此刻她已是這巨樹上微不足道的一顆果實，無法向雄偉的根須抗辯。
一柄燃燒的巨劍自天而降，燒盡了空氣中甜膩的腐臭味。身着重甲的魁偉男子如同流星般墜入戰場，怒嘯着沖向巨樹。那怪樹如同花朵般再度綻開，金色的枝幹猛烈生長，緊緊糾纏住宿敵。
「每一次克服死亡，皆是無上喜樂。和他們一樣，你的血肉微不足道，但你的痛苦或能取悅我。」
枝幹尖笑着，讓每一個頭顱開口代祂說一個字，接連成句：「騰驍，這次你打算用什麼殺死我？我很期待。」
「用我自己。」男人平靜回應。他的背後，金色的幻影將巨刃自天搠下，直貫大地。
「姐姐…姐姐！」
呼喊越發急切，她感到自己再次被篩選、被刪除、被合併，塞進狹窄有限的自我中。
「所謂的幽府判官、十王敕使，也不過如此。」
如同所有從夢中驚醒的人一般，她回到了自己的身體，卻忘記了剛才的夢。白衣判官腦海一陣恍惚。
Character Story: Part III
• Unlocked at Character Level 60
"Sister... sister!"
She was shocked to discover herself beneath an azure sky, surrounded by lush undulating waves of wheat growing.
She smiled as she braided together the twigs and flowers she'd picked up earlier, placing this wreath on the tiny head of the little girl in her lap. The girl turned back to look at her, smiling even more brightly than the flowers.
She held onto this face tightly, vowing to eternally protect this delicate, fragile face — vowing to do many, many things for her.
"Sister... sister!"
As soon as she was distracted, this face relaxed and grew broader. There was no trace of weakness in those gorgeous eyes that needed her care — only perseverance. This face once walked side-by-side with her, boarding starskiffs together and cruising out beyond the borders.
Sandstorms, frost, mud marks... Time has left behind much dirt upon this face. But these hands will always gently and meticulously wipe away everything.
Just like herself, her sister has grown and matured. She shouldn't always wipe her sister's face clean in front of everyone like an anxious mother. But how could she ever just let go of things? She vowed to protect this face forever — vowing to do many, many things.
"Sister... sister!"
She looked up from the blood and fire of the scorched earth. On the ground lay thousands of familiar but lifeless faces, including that of her sister.
But she couldn't find her own face.
"I can save her. I can save all of you. All it takes is a wave of the branch and I can teach flesh to regrow from the mere bones or let petals rise up out of the dust to the flower once more. You know very well I can."
Underneath her, a strange tree with a thousand faces spoke to her, and to everyone. THEY waved THEIR branches, penetrating deep into the earth.
"I am Shuhu. I am eternal. From me, you shall gain true immortality."
Sobbing, she closed her eyes, incapable of providing any resistance. At this moment, she was just an insignificant fruit upon this giant tree, powerless against mighty roots.
A colossal, blazing sword plunged down from the heavens, scorching away the sweet yet putrid atmosphere. A towering figure in formidable armor crashed onto the battlefield like a meteor, bellowing at the towering tree. The strange tree blossomed once more like a perennial flower, its golden branches growing ferociously to tightly entangle the enemy.
"Each time you overcome death, I am beyond overjoyed. Like them, your flesh and blood are insignificant, but your pain is something that pleases me."
The branches laughed shrilly, letting each head speak one word on THEIR behalf, stringing together a sentence, "Teng Xiao, what do you plan on using to kill me this time? I'm curious."
"With myself." The man replies calmly. Behind him, the golden illusion plunges the colossal blade straight down into the ground from high up in the sky.
"Sister... sister!"
The cries grow more urgent. She could feel herself being once again filtered, deleted, merged, and stuffed into a narrow and limited self.
"These so-called Judges of the Netherworld and envoys of the Ten Lords truly amount to nothing."
Like everyone who jolts awake from a dream, she returns to her body but has forgotten the momentary dream. The judge dressed in white feels befuddled.
