角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
她将剑翻了个身，好让火舌尽数吞没剑体。熔兵剑炉里弥散着灼烧的热温，此时却透出一股腥涩的怨味。
云璃面无表情地看着窗外的夕阳。伴随着年龄渐长，以前的疑问也逐渐有了答案。
岁阳…汲取人类的情绪、吞噬人类的感情…然而刀剑是武器，向敌的剑尖铸满杀意。炼入岁阳的利剑持续吸摄着刀光剑影里的嗔怒、嗜杀、暴戾，反噬执剑者的心智，最终成为「魔剑」。
「你知道他挥剑时的心情吗？兴奋…骄傲…唯我独尊！他不过是个普通的云骑，永远的吊车尾！他几百年甚至永远也不可能实现的愿望，是我替他完成了！你凭什么——」
她又添了把火。魔剑之将死，其言也多，啰嗦。
「呵…你知道他曾丢下佩剑，上马临阵脱逃吗？人类如此怯弱！你以为自己在做什么有意义的事吗？只要人类还有一丝一毫的欲望，你就不可能猎尽……」
在那之后，她确实立誓要猎尽魔剑，也想偿付含光罪孽，但那人罪业固然难以罄尽，她也实在不屑与孽债同行。空气被热温烘得有些扭曲，云璃盛气凛凛的神情却无比清晰。
「虽然我看不惯好剑被烂人糟蹋，但我也不想看到好人被恶剑侵蚀。
「是宝剑是屠刀，不由你们这些只想嗜血的邪秽决定。
「坏人当罚，坏剑当熔。你嘛，乖乖回炉重造吧。」
炉火彻底吞噬了魔剑，铁水伴着火星一起沸腾，宛若熔炼时剑髓的新生——这是她给出的答案。
「何不将魔剑熔去？熔为新生的铁水灵液，既断于无心，便等待有心之人再铸剑锋。」
她合上炉窗，高温浓缩，无形热浪裹挟着她的遐思。
一切正在重生。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
She flipped the sword over to allow the flames to better engulf its body. A sense of bitter resentment rose up within her despite the searing temperature of the Molten Remains.
Yunli stared expressionlessly into the sunset outside the window. With age, she had gradually found answers for the questions she once had.
Heliobi... absorb human emotions and devour their feelings... The blade, a weapon that when pointed at enemies would be filled with killing intent. When used in battle, the sword infused with a heliobus would continuously absorb rage, bloodthirst, and violent tendencies, and would then eat away at the mind of its wielder until it eventually became a "cursed sword."
"Do you know what he felt as he swung his sword? Exhilaration... Pride... A sense of self-importance! He was just an ordinary Cloud Knight who was always at the bottom of the barrel! I realized the wish that he could never have had achieved ever! Just what right do you have—"
She added another kindling to the fire. Why did cursed swords have to be so long-winded even in the face of destruction?
"Heh... Do you know that he once abandoned his sword and escaped on his horse? Humans are such cowards! Do you really think that there's any meaning in what you're doing? As long as humans retain the slightest desire, your hunt will never come to an end..."
From that day onward, she vowed to hunt down all the cursed swords and make up for Hanguang's sins. However, he had committed too many sins to atone for, and she truly felt disdain at having to bear such a sinful burden. Despite distortions in the air due to the high temperature, Yunli's prideful expression could clearly be seen.
"Although I cannot bear to watch good swords wasted on trash, I also refuse to see a good person corrupted by an evil sword.
"Whether it turns out to be a treasured sword or a butcher's knife is not something for you bloodthirsty and evil filth to decide.
"A bad man should be punished, and an evil sword should be melted down. As for you, accept your fate of being reforged in the furnace."
As the flames of the furnace completely engulfed the cursed sword, the molten iron bubbled alongside sparks from the fire, resembling the core of a new sword forming during forging — this was her answer.
"Why not just melt the cursed sword and turn it into beautiful molten iron? Since the sword met its end due to a lack of care, then it can wait for a worthy one to reforge its brilliance."
The temperature rose further as she shut the furnace door, waves of heat enveloping her thoughts.
Everything would undergo rebirth soon.
