Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time-Chapter 435 Between Will and Sacrifice — The Void Child Rejected by the World

Chapter 435 - 435 Between Will and Sacrifice — The Void Child Rejected by the World

The morning fog at the eastern border of Earth brings news that is colder than the air itself. Under the heavy gray sky, the weather seems to sense it—cloud formations gather in shades of anxiety, as if nature itself is afraid of what is to come. Each gust of wind carries whispers of forgotten history, recounting tales that refuse to fade. Stammering voices, weary messengers, and unsealed documents of war spread like a contagion—proclaiming a reality that makes even the most distant lands tremble:

Gaia and Earth are preparing for a great war.

Amidst the burning cause, only one name is repeatedly mentioned:

Iris.

The queen who vanished from Gaia's records. The woman once known as a symbol of peace. Now she is sought... because she carries the child of Fitran Fate. A resonance is heard among the ancient trees, perhaps the voice of nature mourning the impending loss, signaling the uncertainty that envelops every soul. Joanna gazes at the map. Her hands tremble, not out of fear—but because the map is inscribed with blood. Every line and color on that map tells fragmented stories filled with wounds and hopes that have long since faded. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Rui stood by the window, her eyes wide open and unblinking. She could feel the tension in the small room, enveloping them like a spider's web tightening around its prey.

"Oda Nobuzan... the last place she was seen," Joanna murmured, her voice almost lost in the depths of panic. Could she too become just a memory left behind?

"It's not just a small country," Rui continued, her gaze penetrating the thick fog of uncertainty. "It's the remnants of the spiritual stronghold of the Oda clan. And... she was pregnant there?" A wave of sadness accompanied by an unbearable guilt haunted their souls; Rui couldn't fathom what might happen if everything unraveled poorly.

Joanna couldn't respond. However, something in her eyes began to lock away her intentions. Fear and hope clashed, waging a silent war within her mind, which was trapped with a singular goal: to save Iris.

"Rui..." Her voice was soft yet filled with determination, as if she were trying to build a bridge between reality and hope.

"Don't tell me to wait." Rui replied, her voice trembling. She knew all too well that time was not on her side; emptiness loomed outside the window, waiting to swallow them whole.

"She is my mother, Jo. And if I don't help her..." Perhaps hope was the only thing that could fill the void between them. A sense of guilt lingered amidst the cherished memories of the past.

"Qayin and Azazel will turn her into a Harbinger of the Void." The explosion of awareness shook their souls, weaving a thread between fear and courage.

In the covert intelligence rolls of Gaia, stolen silently from the scout forces, they read a sentence that should never have been printed:

"The woman who gives birth to a child of the Void from Fitran Fate must be killed before the last trimester, or the world will lose the separator between will and rejection."

Joanna held her breath. Rui's face paled, as if the weight of the world pressed down on her soul. Amidst the confusion that engulfed her, shadows of the past flickered in her mind, reminding her of the sweet and bitter moments spent with her mother, the voice of love that now seemed threatened to disappear. She felt an overwhelming wave of sadness, as if her clenched fingers were the only thing keeping her from sinking deeper into emptiness.

"If the child is born..."

"She is not just my sister."

"She... is the end of the Spiral structure. Someone who might not be able to choose between good and will, because she is born from the void."

In the dark night, Rui sat in front of a mirror without light, contemplating the image of herself that was no longer whole. Despair coursed through her veins, creating an emptiness that expanded the dark shadows around her. The coin pressed between her fingers vibrated softly, a reminder of the choice she had to make. Every voice within her fought, torn between attachment and sacrifice, between love and hopes that might be in vain.

Her reflection did not follow her movements.

It was a sign that Qayin was dominating.

"If I kill her... I will also disappear."

"But if I let her be... she will kill my mother."

In the silence, Qayin's voice responded, flowing into her soul like water that could not be taken to heart:

"My choice before... was to kill my brother. Now, you must choose: your mother or yourself."

"Because love... always requires blood."

Joanna held her hand as she trembled, feeling the same shivering fear. The nourishment of dread enveloped them, as if the world was bidding farewell. "Rui, our eyes have witnessed so much loss. We cannot let darkness win this game," she whispered, her voice filled with fragile hope.

"We can find another way, Rui."

"There is no other way," she replied softly, her voice heavy with despair. "Every remaining choice only strengthens the bond between us and this dark fate."

"You know... I could die for all of this."

Joanna lowered her gaze, feeling warm tears flow down her cheeks, a sign that she would not back down even as the light grew dimmer. "I know. And I will not stop you," her words resonated firmly, though inside her heart battled with doubt and pain.

"But you will not go there alone."

"If we must lose a name... let me be the witness."

"So that your name does not vanish from the world."

Rui looked at Joanna with a mix of gratitude and pain. "It's time for us to stand at a crossroads. And although I know we will both be hurt, there is nothing left for us to do but fight against the darkness that threatens to swallow everything."

Their journey to Oda Nobuzan was expedited by an ancient teleportation bridge built by the Oda race to avoid the Spiral War. Amidst the vibrating ribbons of light, traces of history were etched into every step they took. Joanna called upon an ancient spirit named "Koma," the guardian of the northern path, to guide them.

In the midst of the teleportation fog, Koma warned:

"Oda Nobuzan is under siege."

"Three Earth nations, including coastal forces from Archon Salavre, have deployed over 100 thousand soldiers."

"Because they believe... that child is the 'Void King Reincarnate.'"

Joanna tightly clasped Rui's hand, their fingers searching for comfort amidst the unspoken tension. A sense of uncertainty danced between them, creating a dark palette of emotions.

"We must arrive before the world decides that your mother must be erased."

The country appeared to be a last paradise—filled with plum blossoms, aged wooden fences, and ancient red rooftops. However, behind this beauty lay the chaos that unfolded, as if every leaf prayed for the lost peace. But now...

Fire blazed in every corner, illuminating the darkness with trembling shadows and terrifying sounds.

The Earth forces surrounded with magical vehicles, void-proof tanks, and spiritual dampening glyphs; each step of the soldiers served as a reminder that their hopes were dwindling. And in the midst of the palace, enclosed by walls of transparent magic sealed with the Void—

Rui had managed to defeat Azazel and erase Qayin from the world forever. But in that victory, she felt a deeper sense of loss; one vanished life added weight to her shoulders, as if she were not only fighting for her own existence but also for the souls of those remaining.

"Forgive me, nee-san," the girl whispered softly, hesitant to look back at the golden-haired woman with majestic white wings standing there.

"Oh, my foolish little sister," replied the golden-haired woman, her voice trembling as she struggled to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. A sadness penetrated the air, creating waves of unspoken guilt and love between them.

"I'm leaving now, nee-san," the girl said, offering a faint smile before slowly fading from view.

The smile—exactly the same as before. Joanna felt her heart tremble, as if each beat reminded her of all the memories they had shared. In the corner of her heart, there was a deep ache, like a wound that time could not heal. Perhaps this loss was not only of her sister but also the world she once knew.

Joanna clutched her robe tightly, as if the fabric could stop the trembling in her hands. The image of her sister, Rui, slowly faded like morning mist overwhelmed by daylight. On the other hand, she longed for the moments when Rui would tickle her until she laughed uncontrollably, laughter that would make the neighboring garden lively with joy.

"Rui..." Joanna's voice choked, "Why did it have to be you who left... Why couldn't it have been me instead?" Her words fought against the current, trying to reach a figure that was no longer there. In the surrounding darkness, she felt utterly helpless, trapped among the shattered pieces of hope.

The footsteps were silent, yet her presence faded so palpably. The air around her seemed to freeze, halted along with time, which refused to move. Suddenly, the sky turned gray. The feathers of light from Joanna's wings fluttered gently, disintegrating into fine shards. She knelt down. In the profound silence, a single thought crossed her mind, creeping through every corner of her emotions: Is this the price to pay for their form of love?

The earth offered no response. The sky remained unresponsive. Only the echoes of a voice that had departed... Only memories of days filled with laughter, jokes, arguments... and healing one another. None could erase the scars etched in her soul, feeling like the unforgettable shadow of Rui.

Then Rui met her mother for the last time.

Iris stood up.

Her belly was big, maybe not long the baby will born. Her eyes were filled with pain. Yet she smiled upon seeing Rui. A smile that perhaps held both hope and sorrow; hope for new life and sorrow for having to let go of the old.

"You came..." she whispered softly.

"Mother..." a gentle voice whispered, filling the emptiness.

"Your name is Aurelia Fateiris," Iris said hoarsely, her eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall.

"I know you will disappear forever. I can feel it," Iris continued softly, as she touched her belly with hope. "The child inside me now may be different from you. This is just a mother's instinct, but please accept this name as a memory that can always be cherished."

In the stillness of the night, the whispering wind seemed to embrace Iris, as if understanding her sorrow. Outside, the stars twinkled, yet within her heart, there was a haunting darkness, as if the sky and earth united in a sorrow laden with life lessons.

"Aurelia Fateiris."

Tears streamed down the girl's face as she trembled with deep emotion.

"Aurelia..." she continued softly, "I like that name."

Upon hearing that name, Rui's body slowly began to fade away.

Surrounded by the swirling smoke of nostalgia within the Heart Space, Rui felt the inevitable rift between the world where she was loved and the world she must leave behind. The face of her younger sister, who awaited her return, lingered in her mind, yet fate seemed to weave a different story for her.

"Nee-san, finally I have this beautiful name..."

"Aurelia..."

"Just call me Lia..."

As the voices faded away, Rui felt torn; hope and sorrow intertwined, creating a melodious symphony that could only be understood by souls trapped between two worlds. The courage to let go and the need to remember ripped her soul into two parts.

"I hope Nee-san can accept this other version of me ..."

Finally Rui disappear from this world forever, as if becoming one with the destiny that had been set before her.

The beloved little sister ........