Gu Lushen lifted his head.
His gaze seemed to pierce through monumental statues, layers of mist, eventually settling on that remote wilderness.
"After touching the 'Spark', I did not become stronger, nor did I receive the favor of fate..."
"Rather, it seemed as if an eye was born in the depths of my heart, constantly reminding me that I am but an insignificant firefly. The true sun, the one who possessed the Spark and ascended to the Divine Throne, was Gu Changzhi."
"After he became the occupant of the Divine Throne, no matter how far away, I could always feel that tinge of heat..."
His voice calm, he recounted that subtle change taking over his body.
As if telling the story of a stranger.
"Whether it's day or night, whether my eyes are open or closed. I can always see, I must always see... that 'Spark' is burning me at every moment."
"This is not a gift—"
"This is a curse!"
The 'Spark' was constantly reminding him that compared to Gu Changzhi, he was merely a loser.
