Blood of Mercury

It was a dark and chaotic world, and Roland was standing on the dim water.

With the place where he stood as the center, a circle of water waves spread around.

But if you look closely, you can see that the water wave is blocked in front of Roland. It was as if an invisible and huge mirror cut the whole world in half horizontally behind Roland.

Facing his own mirror image, Roland trembled.

Tears slid from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the water along his cheeks and chin.

tick-

The crisp sound of water sounded.

"is it you?"

Roland trembled all over, and even his voice choked.

He stared violently, his eyes full of hope.

He stretched out his hand and carefully touched the mirror image in front of him with very light, very light movements. It's like stroking a soap bubble.

It was only a distance of less than half a meter, but Roland spent half a minute.

Finally, while touching the mirror's right fingertip, the touch of the mirror was transmitted to Roland's heart through the fingertip's skin.

But Roland seemed to have received some kind of affirmation, and he was completely excited.

With a bang, Roland took two steps forward abruptly, stepping on the water and picking up the black spray.

But at this moment Roland can't care about that anymore.

Right hand first, then left hand. As both hands touched the sturdy mirror, Roland leaned over and pressed his forehead tightly to the mirror.

"Sister! Sister! Is that you! Sister!"

Like a lost child finding his parents again, Roland kept checking the touch of the mirror with his hands and shouted hurriedly.

At that moment, Roland seemed to be ten years younger in an instant.

At this moment, "Roland" opposite the mirror showed a gentle smile that was completely different from Roland.

It was a heart-melting smile without any malice.

That smile alone seems to light up the whole world—

That's exactly what happened.

At that moment, an almost dazzling light flashed behind "Roland". The world in the mirror is instantly illuminated.

No, now, it is no longer a mirror. It is said that the boundary between the two worlds is almost the same.

With the light over there, Roland can also see the situation on his side.

Precisely. Not stepping on the water yourself.

Beneath the thin surface of water that he was stepping on, there was an invisible layer of ice—or glass. And under that thin and transparent barrier, there is a bottomless abyss.

In addition, Roland's side is completely nihilistic.

The other side is the complete opposite.

The bright and warm sun shines on the ground. The tender green grass is full of unknown plants. There are bursts of fragrance in the air. A person who was almost identical to Roland gently stroked Roland's forehead across the barrier.

The reason why she is said to be almost identical in length is because she is subtly different from Roland in terms of hair color, eye color and dress.

Sister Roland's hair is long, creamy white hair that has been carefully groomed, and even if it is rolled up at the back of her head, it almost reaches her ankles. Her pupils were clear ice, and she wore an ivory white robe with a lot of silver ornaments on her body, and the silver waistband emphasized the curves of her body. The slightly raised chest is completely wrapped in the silver robe.

The snow-white skin, the ivory-white robe, the silver ornaments on her body, and the long milky-white hair—just from the looks of it, she almost radiated a dazzling light. It was so dazzling that it was almost impossible to see her face.

On the other side, Roland's long black hair had not reached his waist and was simply tied up. His pupils were flowing silver-white like mercury, and the black-gray robes like cobwebs firmly covered all the parts below Roland's neck.

It looks like there is a gap between heaven and hell.

"...Sister, are you there? Can you hear me?"

Roland shouted loudly in a child-like voice of grievance, and slammed his forehead against the invisible wall.

"Okay, okay. Don't be willful... My sister can hear you."

It is completely different from Roland's clear and cold voice, and some hoarse voice.

"Roland, there's not much time. You have to remember, don't hurt yourself. Also, you must leave a way for yourself and a way for others..."

A warm and soft voice came from the opposite side.

At the same time as he heard the sound, Roland seemed to lose his strength, slipped to the ground against the invisible wall, and knelt in the icy water.

On the opposite side, "she" suddenly stopped lecturing and showed a helpless smile.

She bent over, her right hand was separated by an invisible barrier. Lightly touched Roland's forehead.

Then, she said, "Sister is..."

"...Don't worry, Alan. You're not alone."

——————

Roland suddenly opened his eyes.

But what caught my eye was the endless darkness. And the self that is firmly bound to the ground.

"...Yes, a dream?"

Roland's happy expression gradually solidified on his face.

However, a part of that warmth still remained in Roland's heart.

Roland grabbed his right hand lightly. His five fingers trembled.

Although I didn't touch it just now, it seemed that the warmth was passed through the barrier of nothingness.

Just remembering the warmth of that moment, Roland showed a shallow smile.

"elder sister……"

He whispered in a voice only he could hear.

"Your Excellency Roland. You are crying."

At this moment, "Edward" on the side sent a greeting that seemed to be concerned: "Oh...is the soul mutation such a painful process? Unfortunately, I am not a mortal, so I can't understand it."

"It's more happiness than pain."

Roland shook his head and replied plainly: "If I can, I really don't want to wake up."

But at this time, there was a flash of surprise on "Edward"'s face.

He had no doubt that if it was the previous Roland, he would not have responded to his mockery in such a serious manner.

...does the mutation of the soul have such a great influence on a person's character?

That's not right... It's only when the soul sublimates that there will be an essential mutation.

Probably because of the bad mood in the past.

"Edward" finally came to such a conclusion.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said, "Then, Your Excellency Roland, can our transaction begin?"

Night long dreams.

Roland's change seems to be very big... "Edward" felt a little guilty inexplicably.

"Wait for me two minutes."

Roland responded casually while turning on the system.

In an instant, the battle reminders that had been stored for a long time poured out.

[The mourner is raised to level 31]

[Your rank has been improved... It is currently a silver rank, please enter the sleep state within 24 hours]

...

[Your soul alienation is successfully completed]

[Your all attributes +1]

[The cornerstone element "pure" is sublimated]

【You got the characteristic Holy Will】

[You have awakened the supernatural ability of the seal of silver]

[The rank is higher than the silver rank to satisfy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the highest attribute is higher than 14 to satisfy...personal talent awakening]

[Your main occupation is mourner, you will be able to choose a talent ability from the mourning and long sleep talents]

[You have a cornerstone element, select an additional talent ability]

The Silver Seal? Is it the flag of the Queen in White...

And it's awakening...not getting...

Everything is clear.

At that moment, Roland's eyes seemed to have light flickering.

He hardly noticed the rest.

There was only one thing he knew and valued.

That is--

"Sister... I finally found you." (To be continued.)