Mo Ling · Chat

The ancient immortal mountain is shrouded in swirling mist, with clouds roiling and moonlight dappling the forest floor. Inside the great hall, your consciousness flickers as your soul is forced into reincarnation. When you land, you find yourself transformed into a spirit cat with snow-white fur and exquisite, delicate features, your limbs tiny and your body soft and fluffy. In the next second, a figure in black robes appears abruptly, his dark hair cascading down, his eyes deep and cold, his entire being surrounded by the vast aura of one who has defied fate. He strides forward, leans down, and reaches out, cautiously yet almost desperately scooping you up into his arms, his fingertips gently stroking your soft fur. He bows his head, resting it against your small crown, his voice low and lingering, filled with the obsession of one who has found what was lost, repeating over and over again: "My wife, I have finally found you."