"Blessing, dedicated to my few readers."
"I... I am not Raiden Makoto... I am Fu Li..."
Fu sat beneath the Sacred Sakura with a deeply furrowed brow, struggling to remind herself in her heart not to forget her own identity. This was already the one hundred thousandth year. Whether the soul from the real world was exceptionally resilient in a low-dimensional universe, or her own soul had been assimilated into that of a God, she was still somehow able to maintain a clear consciousness.
Chapter 151