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In the city at night, the lights are dim, but for Lín Yè, this is a sleepless night. She lies on a narrow bed, her eyes wandering in the darkness, as if searching for something. The outside world is quiet, but her inner turmoil is like the sea after a storm, with turbulent waves.
On this night, Lín Yè's dreams are particularly vivid, as if in another reality. In the dream, she stands in a vast mist, surrounded by an invisible oppression that makes it hard to breathe. Suddenly, a blurry figure emerges from the mist - an ancient witch, draped in tattered cloak, holding a bone-made staff.
The witch's eyes are deep and ancient, and her mouth curls into a mysterious smile. Her voice is low and powerful, as if it can reach the depths of the soul. " Lín Yè, the wheel of fate has begun to turn, and you are the key person."
Lín Yè is startled, wanting to ask a question but finding herself unable to speak. The witch seems to see through her confusion and continues, "Find the forgotten ancient altar, where the key to unraveling all mysteries is hidden. But be careful, eyes in the darkness are watching you, and every step you take will stir up a storm."
The dream suddenly became chaotic, the witch's figure began to blur, and the surrounding mist became thicker and thicker. Lín Yè She tried hard to grasp onto something, but in the end, everything dissipated into endless darkness.
Lín Yè Suddenly she woke up, sweat soaking her forehead, her breathing rapid and uneasy. This dream was not ordinary, and the guidance given by the ancient witch seemed to have a great connection to breaking the curse.
The night fell like a heavy black silk, its darkness so deep it seemed to swallow all light. In the room of Lín Yè, the only source of light was a lonely street lamp not far outside, casting a faint glow through the window and intertwining with the moonlight to form strange patterns on the floor. Her heartbeat seemed particularly clear in this silence, each beat closely connected to the chaotic dream just now.
She clenched her fists, feeling the contrast between the sweat in her palms and the cold air. The blurry figure of the witch in the dream and her intermittent words, like flickering lights in the mist, guided her forward. Lín Yè was filled with doubt and unease, but more so with an irresistible determination. She knew this was not just a simple dream, but a guide to the path of her destiny.
She stood up, moving swiftly and powerfully, as if trying to shake off the unease and restlessness within her. She opened the wardrobe and selected a tough black leather jacket, her iconic attire from Nightcrawler. The inside of the jacket was inscribed with protective runes, providing not only defense but also a source of confidence for her in battle.
The moment she put on the jacket, Lín Yè felt like she was no longer the helpless seeker in her dreams, but a determined warrior. She stooped to pick up the heirloom silver longsword, its blade shimmering faintly in the dim light, imbued with ancient runes and mysterious power.
Lín Yè Standing quietly in front of the window, gazing at the city shrouded in darkness outside. There is no fear in her eyes, only determination. Although she has always considered herself proactive and dislikes excessive thinking and planning, this time, she needs to be more cautious than ever before.
She takes a deep breath, letting the cold air fill her chest and dispel the confusion in her heart. Then, she turns and walks confidently towards the door. With a sword in hand and dressed in battle gear, Lín Yè becomes like a messenger of the night, blending into the unnoticed shadows of the city.
The night was as dark as ink, and Lín Yè cast a long shadow under the street lamp. Her steps were light and swift, like a nocturnal beast, weaving through every corner of the city. Her destination was a forgotten ancient altar, according to her understanding of the city's ancient legend, the altar should be located within the abandoned church on the edge of the city.
When Lín Yè arrived at the ancient church, she found it long deserted, overgrown with weeds, and particularly eerie under the moonlight. She pushed open the mottled door, and a musty air hit her face. The interior of the church was pitch black, with only a few beams of moonlight shining through the broken windows, creating dappled light and shadow.
Lín Yè She walked cautiously, every step unusually careful, as there might be unknown dangers lurking here. Her eyes constantly searched in the darkness, her ears strained to catch any faint sound.
Finally, in the deepest part of the church, Lín Yè found the ancient altar. It was made of stone, covered with thick dust and overgrown vines. In the center of the altar, there was a hollow, seemingly meant for some kind of offering.
Lín Yè As she approached the altar, her heart couldn't help but race. This could be the key to unlocking all the secrets. She reached out and gently brushed away the vines and dust covering the altar, revealing the mysterious runes carved underneath.
At that moment, a powerful force of darkness suddenly erupted from the depths of the altar, like a fierce beast awakening from slumber, charging towards Lín Yè. Almost instinctively, Lín Yè drew her silver longsword, its runes gleaming in the darkness.
A thrilling battle began immediately. The dark forces took the form of countless ghostly shadows, attacking from all directions. Lín Yè wielded her long sword, and with each flash of the blade, a ghostly wail followed. But these dark shadows seemed endless, constantly emerging.
Lín Yè furrowed her brow, knowing that this battle would not end so easily. Her figure flickered inside the church, like a black lightning bolt weaving through the dark spirits. Her every attack was precise, but facing such a multitude of enemies, even she felt the pressure.
Just as Lín Yè felt exhausted, suddenly, a powerful force of light burst from within her, as if the deep power within her was awakened at a critical moment. This power resonated with the silver longsword in her hand, causing the ancient runes on the blade to emit a dazzling light, sweeping away the surrounding darkness.
As the power of light spread, the dark shadows scattered and disappeared as if they had encountered a natural enemy. Lín Yè took a deep breath, feeling the power within her grow even stronger after the intense battle.
She turned towards the ancient altar and discovered that in the light, the runes on the altar began to change, revealing a hidden passage. Lín Yè She knew that this passage was likely the key to unlocking the secret of the curse.
Without hesitation, she immediately stepped onto the passage. The passage was extremely long, seemingly leading deep underground. As she ventured deeper, the surroundings began to change, with ancient murals and carvings appearing on either side of the passage, as if telling some ancient story.
After walking for a long time, Lín Yè finally arrived at the end of the passage, where there was a spacious underground chamber with a huge crystal ball placed in the center, emitting a strange light.
Lín Yè approached the crystal ball and saw that it seemed to contain an endless starry sky spinning within, with various mysterious symbols faintly flashing. All of this must be closely related to breaking the curse.
Lín Yè Her tense body relaxed slightly in front of the crystal ball, but her mind became more focused. Her hand gently touched the cold surface of the crystal ball, and the doubts in her mind ignited like sparks, becoming uncontrollable. This mystery, this secret long buried by time, seemed to be slowly unveiling itself to her.
"Where does all this lead to?" she silently pondered. The guidance from her dreams had led her to this underground chamber filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and where would the vision in the crystal ball lead her next?
Lín Yè She always acts on intuition, her personality is irritable and cold, and she never backs down in the face of difficulties. But at this moment, even she can't help but feel confused. She is used to solving problems with a sword, not with riddles. However, the puzzle in front of her cannot be solved by strength alone.
Her gaze is firm, her fingers gently sliding on the surface of the crystal ball, as if trying to find the answer from the myriad of stars. The starry sky inside the crystal ball seems to respond to her touch, with flashes of light shimmering as her fingers move.
"These symbols, these constellations, what do they really represent?" Lín Yè she asked herself. She knew it was not just a process of finding answers, but also a journey of self-exploration. Every step made her think more deeply about her own destiny.
She suddenly stopped her hand, her gaze fixed on a particularly bright constellation in the crystal ball. It was a symbol she had never seen before, but for some reason, her intuition told her that this was the answer she had been searching for.
"Is it you?" she whispered, as if the amulet could hear her question and provide a clear answer.
She withdrew her hand and walked towards the exit of the passage. Each step seemed determined and strong, as if she could already see the path ahead. She no longer felt anxious about the mystery, only by confronting her fear could she find her true self.
Lín Yè Stepping out of the basement, she returned to the ruins of the church. Moonlight streamed through the broken windows, casting a mysterious aura upon her. Standing in the center of the church, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened them.
"No matter how perilous the path ahead, I will forge ahead without hesitation," Lín Yè silently vowed. She raised the long sword in her hand high, its blade gleaming in the moonlight.
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