Florecia (Future) looked at her arm becoming translucent and the chaotic Fog trying to separate from her body.
Strangely enough, in this space of Love, she was staring at a cradle filled with verdant leaves.
Wasn't that Luoxi's?
Indeed, she had taken the cradle away during the years of Luoxi's disappearance.
But why had it come with her to this era?
There was no time to ponder further, and she spoke, "We might have to make a choice now."
"Now?" Her past self, from outside, sounded much deeper.
"Yes, there is something bad trying to escape from me."
"Can our death make it easier for him?"
"Perhaps."
"Enough then, whether it's your story or mine, let's both put an end to it. Dying alongside one's future self has a certain charm, doesn't it? A life well lived."
"It was a pleasure knowing you, my past self."
"Me too, my future self, truly a remarkable person."
"I am a dragon."
"Close enough."
