New Epoch.

Early spring arrives in the Capital City, the sound of wooden fish resonates with Buddhist bells, ancient roads are embedded with footprints of varying depths. The teahouse's stove emits a warm glow, people sit together, sipping tea and laughing.

The old tower that once imprisoned the Eldest Prince is now abandoned, Su Ming'an returns here, looking at the copper basin, iron chains, and ancient books covered in old marks.

"Dry weather, be careful of fire—!" The voice of the Watchman floats by, just as before.

Beside the Lotus Pool, a little prince from the Prince's Mansion is distributing porridge, smilingly asking the common people:

"Granny Chen, did a breach open on the east city wall? Good, I've remembered it."

"There's suspicion of corruption in the Royal Guard Palace of the Heavenly Capital Prefecture. I've remembered it."

"Uncle Zhao, you've returned from visiting relatives? There's a locust plague over in Changping, thank you for telling me..."

Su Ming'an looks from afar for a long time. Beside him, the Deity says: "In his previous life, his greatest wish was for a Great Harmony, wanting to leave the palace, fly kites, and eat candied hawthorn. Now his family is complete, his parents dote on him, his life is happy."

In the past, the Eldest Prince died in despair, in the end all being bled out. His kindness and benevolence were the reasons for his tragedy, even Xiao Jingsan's Shadow doppelganger cultivated in The Original on Penglai Fairy Island could not restore his Life.

But, after reincarnation, is he really still himself?

This philosophical question, perhaps even the Deity has no answer.

Occasionally, the little prince stands by the lake, holding a white lotus, silently gazing at the lake, people don't know who he is waiting for, maybe he himself doesn't know.

...

["Sister, when can I go out and see?"]

["When you grow up, when you hold the common people in your heart, when you can think... does the person who makes candied hawthorn have enough to eat today? Can you think about whether the person who makes clothes is warm? When you can improve their Lives—then you can go out."]

...

"Sister...?" A call escapes his mouth, even he doesn't know who he is calling. Clearly, there are no sisters at home.

...

["Sister, look, this is what I just wrote today!"]

["Sister doesn't know characters."]

["It's okay, I'll read it to you. The path of the great road, the World is for the public, choose the virtuous and capable, promote trust and cultivate harmony..."]

...

The current Empress is the little prince's aunt, the little prince informs the Empress of the collected folk information, offering advice and proposals, assisting her to jointly create a peaceful era.

The little prince proposes holding a women's examination, permitting attendants in the palace to study. Reforming laws, eliminating the phenomenon of killing innocents.

His advice and proposals are mostly adopted by the enlightened Empress, though many suggestions are still immature and face considerable resistance in implementation, they are slowly constructing their ideal Great Harmony.

...

["...Little Prince."]

["Hmm."]

["In the future, you will definitely become a qualified, kind-hearted, beloved Lord of the people."]

["Why say this suddenly..."]

["At that time, buy a white lotus for me, will you?"]

...

Then, at the little prince's request, the Empress bestowed upon him the largest Lotus Pool in the palace.

The Lotus Pool is very close to the National Preceptor Pavilion, every time the little prince enters the palace, he always sits by the Lotus Pool for a long time, gazing at the empty National Preceptor Pavilion. He does not know what he is waiting for, but his heart feels hollow. He always feels that place—should have a person.

Like frost and snow, unchanged all year round. That person should stand among the White Jade Pavilion, voice like a melodious chime, looking toward him.

But the National Preceptor Pavilion has been dust-laden for a long time, never has there been anyone appearing.

The little prince can only put down the disappointment in his heart, continuing to devote himself to the prosperous era, until... he gradually ages.

And Su Ming'an has long since turned and left, no longer watching.

This is already Louyue Nation's new future, their brand new Lives.

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— "Su Shaoqing" · Epilogue —

HE (Happy Ending) [Great Harmony]:

The little prince and the Empress work hard to construct the Great Harmony, upholding the ideal of the Lord being like a boat, and the people being like water.

He travels to the Western Regions, opens up trade routes, reforms and renews, learns methods of Stargazing, Rainfall, and Divination, later becoming the Louyue Nation's State Preceptor, residing in the National Preceptor Pavilion for forty years.

In his later years, he paints over a hundred paintings, all pure white portraits, without features, even he doesn't know who he is painting.

No matter how many springs and autumns pass, how many years elapse, his original intention remains unchanged, solely standing for the prosperous era.

Together through thick and thin, white-haired and aged, through long years, a Life of happiness.

He never once escaped.

"I finally left the palace walls, devoted myself to ideals."

Realization probability (probability of realization in all World lines): 1.05%

Birth and death year: 626 - 697

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High airships paraded in the sky.

Su Ming'an descends from the sky, landing on the airship.

A young man in black stands on the deck, adorned in velvet attire, wearing a crown, looking dazedly at Su Ming'an:

"...Angel?"

"I'm not in the form of the Banana Witch, how could you recognize me?" Su Ming'an is surprised.

"I would never mistake the Angel." Blackberry's eyes flicker with joy and agitation, finally melting into tranquility: "You have finally returned... how long can you stay this time?"

"Not long." Su Ming'an says.

Blackberry's gaze is passionate, filled with reverence and reluctance.

Once, Su Ming'an was preoccupied with war, until Blackberry fell into the abyss, Su Ming'an never went back for a glance, now he finally has the chance.

"There is no Black Mist in this World, Blackberry." Su Ming'an says.

"Yes."

"The ability to exacerbate Black Mist Disease, it no longer exists. You are no longer a time bomb, nor are you a Witch."

"Yes, Angel." The young man's eyes are full of admiring emotion.

"You can continue to unify the World, purge the rot. But please do not forget the old woman who first gave you clothing, and the meandering stream of childhood—that is the true original intention of Kennit the Great Emperor's conquest of the World." Su Ming'an extends his hand.

Even though Blackberry's age has surpassed, Blackberry proactively bows, leaning towards his palm, like a lamb pleading for Heavenly Father's touch. The relationship between them is not like that of the Detective and Alice (adoptive father and daughter), more like God and Believer.

"I am leaving, Blackberry." Su Ming'an retracts his hand.

Blackberry does not try to retain him, because he knows the Angel has more important Worlds, and he is just a lamb showered in grace.

He kneels, bows towards Su Ming'an's back, respectfully sending off Heavenly Father:

"—May Your grace flow like a river."

"—May all words, deeds, and thoughts glorify You, may Your Kingdom come, may Your peace cover the earth."

"Goodbye, Angel."

"I will remember Your exhortations, spreading Your love across the land, pacifying all flames and discrimination—only thus can be worthy of Your nurturing and gaze."

The airship continues to cruise.

As Su Ming'an departs, Blackberry still kneels on the ground, reverently not daring to look up.

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— "Blackberry Kennit" · Epilogue —

TE (True Ending) [Kennit the Great Emperor's Conquest of the Four Directions]:

With the Angel's love and gaze, Kennit the Great Emperor continues the passionate journey, even though in middle age his sorrows turn into illness leading to his death, the confidants and armies he left behind uphold his legacy, bringing an end to the chaos within twenty years, unifying the World.

"It turns out Heavenly Father did not abandon me, I am still His child."

Probability of realization: 0.38%

Birth and death year: 329-365

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"Goddess, Goddess! Oh dear, don't run, today's priestess lesson isn't over yet!"

"I don't want to, I've arranged to learn the flute with Wendell today." The black-haired girl dragged her long white dress, hiding behind the temple column: "Since the detective is a deity, what use are those rituals? He's not someone who cares about formalities. Come on, I've had over forty lessons, let me rest for one."

"Goddess..." The maid was panting as she ran.

Alice smiled, lifting her skirt and rushing to the back garden, only to bump into someone.

"Ah."

Su Ming'an caught her.

Her purple eyes flashed with a hint of shock, then disbelief: "Detective..." She didn't expect the detective to come.

The maid, who had run over, immediately knelt on the ground: "God..."

"Was the temple bullying you?" Su Ming'an smoothed Alice's hair.

"No..." Alice's eyes were sparkling.

"Are your lessons usually busy?"

"I will work hard to ensure everyone's happiness," Alice chuckled, "though sometimes it feels too tiring, and I'll want to slack off..."

"Do your best." Su Ming'an looked at the maid: "The goddess can do whatever she wants, understand? This is the oracle."

"Un...understood..." The maid replied fearfully.

Seeing the once stern maid so obedient, Alice laughed.

Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes bright, devoid of despair and sorrow — the black mist had disappeared, and the current era of steam was peaceful and tranquil.

...And wasn't all their hard work for such a "future"?

Su Ming'an looked towards the back garden, where a tall figure stood, its golden short hair dazzling in the sunlight, probably Alice's knight friend Wendell. Others were nearby too — wild child Part, noble Viscount Yixi, gardener Mei Mi, fighter Qiao Xi, hunter Diff...

"Go play." Su Ming'an patted her head.

Alice gave Su Ming'an a strong hug and ran towards her companions —

She knew it would be difficult to see the detective again in the future. He had to go very far away. But farewells shouldn't only be filled with tears; she wanted him to see her happy.

Dancing with Part, singing with Yixi, cutting flowers with Mei Mi... Lillies blooming in the wind, the girl's pure white dress like a translucent daffodil, laughter blooming in the garden.

Just like their initial promise —

We,

met again at the end...

...

When Su Ming'an left, Alice looked in his direction.

The silent silhouette of the black-haired youth etched in her eyes.

She stopped her play, placing a hand on her chest, softly whispering:

"Detective..."

"Am I your...pride? Have I become a child deserving of a perfect score?"

She took a step forward but didn't continue, watching until the black-haired youth disappeared from her sight — letting him see her playing happily was enough. No need to add to the sorrow of parting.

She closed her eyes, playing the flute, wuu wuu wuu—

At the end of the path,

The sky was clear.

Lillies bloomed.

My days...are leisurely and long.

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— "Alice" · Epilogue —

HE (Happy Ending) [The goddess was not left with nothing]:

Goddess Alice and her companions were dedicated to improving post-war times, allowing people to enjoy a happy life.

Among all her companions, she finally chose her knight Wendell to accompany her, and they took their vows under the blessing of the deity statues.

Part founded a welfare home, Diff taught people how to use shotguns, Mei Mi cultivated many flowers on barren lands, Yixi became a famous violinist, performing hundreds of concerts... They all became their own prides.

The goddess and her knight traveled across the nations, blessing the lands, and when the little ink cat passed on, the next generation of goddess entered the temple... as if a happy inheritance.

At that time, the era was stable, the kingdom at peace, and the people lived in happiness. An elderly man with white hair, smiling on his bed, said,

Detective,

I became your pride.

Probability of realization: 0.02%

Birth and death year: 497-597

...

Su Ming'an used the last two hours of his stay to visit many places.

He bid farewell to the people he met on this journey, one by one.

Finally, he returned to the start of everything, Dao Ya City.

The heroine of the story—Chao Yan was waiting there. White doves fluttered by the fountain, feathers like a spring snow.

She took his hand, guiding him forward.

On the big screen on the tall building, news of forming an esports team was being broadcast. The once fearsome Dream Patrol game was now free of any spiritual contamination, becoming a virtual reality game. The esports scene quietly formed, becoming a highly popular choice for entertainment nowadays.

Isn't this a kind of commemoration?

Surely, when later generations play these games, they will remember… the time many years ago, when the thousand-year myth descended—a time when numerous Dream Patrol families risked life and death, facing the risk of spiritual contamination to clear levels and help push back the frontline black mist.

"Today, the first batch of Dream Patrol esports teams has been established, led by Yi Zhongyu's Jiuyi Team, urban white-collar Zou Yuqing's Fengyu Team, and the Human Self-Rescue Alliance's Xinyue leader's Shibai Team, becoming the first batch of regulated esports teams, recruiting many players into the youth training camp..." the news reported:

"We believe that soon, with the thriving esports scene, there will be more cultural entertainment fields, blooming like a hundred flowers in this post-war world."

"We will forever remember the sacrifices of the predecessors, and the day the thousand-year myth descended..."

The big screen broadcasted up to Jiuyi Team, the black-haired, red-eyed young captain facing the camera, smiling brightly.

The principal who found meaning in life through the game finally found his happiness.

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— "Yi Zhongyu" · Epilogue —

HE (Happy Ending) [First Generation of the Revived Esports Scene]:

As the leading Dream Patrol family, Yi Zhongyu understood these Dream Patrol games better than anyone. Letting him be a team captain in the esports scene, won't he dominate...?

"—Who is on the Dream Patrol stage!?"

Probability of realization: 3.45%

Birth and death year: 805-899

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— "Zou Yuqing" · Epilogue —

HE (Happy Ending) [Internet-Savvy Modern Witch]:

At Su Ming'an's request, the deity allowed Zou Yuqing to become human, and she no longer had to bear the program's mission, living freely in the modern era. Soon, she self-taught "eyebrows fracture," "little butterfly," "fan art with letters," and other knowledge effortlessly, even Su Ming'an didn't know how much she had explored...

The former demon sect enchantress is now a charming and elegant urban white-collar worker.

"Oh, so these words are so interesting..."

Probability of realization: 5.34%

Birth and death year: 827-921

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