Su Qianli carefully placed the book in her hand back where it belonged. She took a deep breath and continued toward the depths of the library, hoping to find a book belonging to the original owner. However, as time ticked by, Su Qianli moved back and forth between the shelves, yet she could not find it. She couldn't help but wonder: had her arrival in this book, occupying the original owner's identity, prevented her book from manifesting? If that were the case, would it only form after she had lived out her entire life here?
Su Qianli gave a bitter laugh and shook her head, finding the thought absurd. After all, she would never agree to be reborn by the Damn Heavens. She gave up the search and turned to look around. The library was filled with all sorts of books, each representing a character within the story. Some were as pristine as new, clearly freshly created, while others looked ragged and worn by the passage of time.
Watching these books, an inexplicable emotion welled up in Su Qianli. The Damn Heavens was constantly replacing people, forcing them to be reborn just to watch one drama after another for his own amusement! Yet, Su Qianli found it strange—why would her own space contain these things? Shouldn't this be the collection of the Damn Heavens? A bold thought crossed her mind: could it be that she *was* the Damn Heavens?
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