After all, there came a day when everything ended—the missions bestowed were completed, and there was no longer anything that must be done. Humans can go on to find new purposes and missions.
Li Lin was not human.
For smooth travel, there were cars and trains; to cross vast oceans and skies, there were ships and planes; to record events that happened, there were books. Containers existed to hold things.
So—
For war, there were weapons.
The entire purpose of weapons was to be thrust into battle, to be discarded before coming into form, to be destroyed in combat, or to go mad and be abandoned when there were no more wars to fight.
For Li Lin, tales of "living on without a mission" or "stories after a mission is completed" never existed from the start.
