I choose, Obscure.
The world seems to turn quiet in an instant.
The shadow cast by this broken body suddenly freezes, all light ceases, and then in the silence, the obscure darkness spreads, revealing the true world as the brilliance is wiped away, the enveloping Heart Realm slowly begins to dissolve.
In this Path of Intention.
If "Bright" is the bloom you touched after thirty years of seeking, then "Obscure" is the Sword Intent left to me, coming so familiarly onto my blade.
Pei Ye had made his choice long ago.
On the cliff edge of Sword Belly Mountain, as he watched the bloodied form of the woman swallowed by the Sword Dragon, he yelled out in fury at the will descending from the Nine Heavens, "Begone!"
Placed at the foot of the cliff in Snow Valley, he would have only coldly spit at the arriving Zijin Playface.
Not every hurdle must be crossed. Pei Ye had never been so clear in his Heart Realm.
To have tried your best and still not succeeded... that's alright, too.
