Under Xu Fan's devoted care, his mother began to recover, and the family returned to their ordinary life.
10 years later, Xu Fan's parents were already in their 90s. After seeing their last grandson get married, they then peacefully passed away.
By this time, Xu Fan had become elderly. He knelt in front of his parents' grave, gently kowtowing his head.
Then, he slowly stood up and looked up at the sky.
"Thank you, for fulfilling my last regret."
"Although I have experienced similar things in the past, none of their worlds were as real as this."
"Real enough that, even knowing it was false, I was willing to correct the regrets of this life."
Xu Fan's once turbid eyes began to slowly clear.
The world he lived in also started to become unstable.
"When did you wake up and regain your memories?"
Suddenly, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and from above the clouds, a massive face appeared, as if a demon God was descending.
