Her presence was like a tug on his soul, a pull that he couldn’t resist. He thought about the fire in her eyes when their gazes met—a recognition that ran deeper than either of them could understand. Her eyes haunted him, even in the silence of the temple.
He stepped away from the prophecy, his fingers trailing down the stone, feeling the weight of the words settle on him once more. There was no way out. He had to kill her to break the curse, to save the immortal world. It had been written for centuries.
And yet, the thought of ending her life gnawed at him.
Meanwhile, Mei Lin walked through the city, unaware that she was being watched. Every step she took, the mysterious pull she had felt earlier seemed to grow stronger. She couldn’t explain it. Lately, her life had felt more and more like a dream she couldn’t wake up from. The visions, the sense of déjà vu, the growing knowledge that she was part of something much larger than she could understand—there was no denying it now.
Her heart skipped a beat. She didn’t know how or why, but she felt something—something about her life was about to change forever.
She could feel it in her bones.
Li Wei’s thoughts were interrupted by the quiet hum of his thoughts. The air around him felt dense as he thought about the strange pull he had felt toward Mei Lin. It wasn’t just the connection of fate—it was more than that. His growing feelings for her were both confusing and terrifying.
His hand tightened around the hilt of his blade, the weight of the decision ahead threatening to crush him. He couldn’t think about this anymore.
It was time.
Li Wei’s breath hitched when he saw her—a figure standing just beyond the gates of the temple, the faintest of shadows in the moonlight. Mei Lin had come. Without realizing it, she had walked into his world, into his fate.
She stood there, staring at the old temple, a quiet curiosity in her eyes. Li Wei knew that this moment—the moment where their fates collided—was inevitable. Her presence had shattered the certainty of his mission, and now the lines between duty and desire were hopelessly blurred.
Mei Lin turned slightly, as if sensing his presence. Her gaze locked onto his, and for a moment, everything else faded away. The connection between them surged—familiar, yet so unsettling. Her eyes held something—something that made his resolve crumble.
Li Wei stepped out from the shadows, the prophecy weighing heavily on him. This time, he would approach her with purpose. His decision was made, but as their eyes met again, a spark of recognition flashed between them, and for the first time, Li Wei wasn’t sure if killing her was what he truly wanted anymore.