He had been through trauma, but back then he just couldn't let go of the past.
His heart had always been strong.
No matter if it was in the real world or after coming into the game, he had always been himself.
Naturally, he couldn't empathize with people who lost themselves.
While Entity 303 was making fun, the Ender Queen quietly closed her eyes.
In that instant, an astonishing scene happened.
The obsidian sword in her hand actually began to change shape.
This sword had once been reforged by Xu Yuan. Most of the blade had already been replaced by indestructible bedrock, but it still retained about one-third of its length at the hilt in obsidian.
But right at this moment, that final part of obsidian, as if alive, slowly stretched outward from the hilt, firmly and steadily advancing toward the blade, though not quickly.
As time ticked by, the obsidian gradually spread over more and more of the sword.
When it finally stopped extending, two-thirds of the entire greatsword was covered in obsidian.
At that moment, the Ender Queen finally opened her eyes.
"I found her again."
Just as Steve had said, at the moment the Ender Queen realized she had lost her true self because of her feelings for Xu Yuan, she didn't hesitate.
In that instant, she made her choice. She didn't want to give up her feelings for Xu Yuan, but even more, she didn't want to lose the person she had always been.
The moment she chose, she had already found her true self again.
What she had been struggling with wasn't actually a problem at all.
Because she had no such experience before, she thought regaining herself meant giving up her feelings for Xu Yuan.
But in reality, it wasn't like that.
The part of consciousness inherited in the obsidian sword from the Ender Queen's personality didn't reject the part that carried Xu Yuan's.
Even though the bedrock part of the blade was larger than the obsidian part, it had never once felt dissatisfied because of it.
Its dissatisfaction had only ever been aimed at the Ender Queen herself.
That alone was enough to prove they could coexist.
So, having a self didn't mean you couldn't have feelings. Choosing feelings didn't mean you would lose yourself.
The two things, self and feelings, didn't clash. They could exist together.
Sincere, beautiful feelings were like a master key that could unlock the door to self-awareness.
A healthy relationship could help both sides grow.
And unwaveringly embracing the self was like a bright lamp, lighting the path of feelings forward. The two actually complemented each other.
But then again, wanting both the fish and the bear's paw, how easy was that?
Luckily, the Ender Queen already had a powerful inner core. With just a little guidance, she could easily balance this subtle path.
The transformation of the obsidian greatsword was proof enough that the Ender Queen had already solved this puzzle.
Now, her mind leaned more toward self-growth, but she hadn't cut away her deep feelings for Xu Yuan.
She simply tucked those feelings carefully into a corner of her heart, guarding them as if they were a priceless treasure.
From time to time, she would leaf through those beautiful memories and savor their sweetness, but no longer thought about them day and night, no longer had her soul tied down by them.
Maybe this was what true mature love was, not possession or dependence, but mutual achievement and growth.
Learning to love others while also cherishing herself, letting her heart grow more full and rich.
This way, whether faced with the storms of life or the ups and downs of feelings, she could handle them calmly, without waves.
Right now, seeing the astonishing change in the obsidian greatsword in the Ender Queen's hand, Entity 303's eyes went blank, his jaw dropping open in shock. "Huh??? No way???"
"It actually worked???"
The scene before him utterly blew his mind.
In his eyes, Steve had just casually said a few unimportant words. But to think in the end Steve actually pulled it off.
Entity 303 couldn't figure it out. Steve looked about the same age as him, yet in handling emotions he was so skilled and mature.
Meanwhile, he himself was completely clueless in this area, totally blank.
But Steve, with just a few words, had easily solved what everyone thought was an impossible dilemma.
"Damn… so you really found your track, huh?!"
"No wonder you gave me those cheesy love lines before…"
"Don't tell me you actually wrote all of those yourself?!"
Hearing Entity 303's words, Steve secretly rejoiced, then deliberately puffed out his chest, face showing smug pride.
"Well? Jealous, aren't you?"
Then Steve raised his brow with that cocky look and said, "Want to learn?"
"Say something nice to me!"
"I'll make an exception and take you as my disciple!"
At first, Steve had been a bit restrained. But after this whole thing with the Ender Queen, he no longer felt like an outsider. Naturally, there was no need to stay polite.
So he fully relaxed, even started teasing Entity 303.
Seeing Steve's infuriating expression, Entity 303 rolled his eyes hard.
He snorted coldly, dismissive.
"Tch, women only slow down my blade, wait no, my scythe!"
Then, with a nonchalant look, he added, "Better off without love, so much lighter!"
"Only fools waste all day worrying about love!"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he'd said the wrong thing.
Just as he was about to explain, a bone-piercing chill crept up from behind.
Turning his head, he saw the Ender Queen charging at him with the obsidian greatsword, sword tip about to stab his face. Entity 303 went pale with terror.
"Sis!! Sis!!!"
"I was wrong, Sis!!!"
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After the Ender Queen's round of "loving care" for Entity 303, the scene finally went back on track.
The others also began testing their own suitable weapons one after another.
If we're talking about the most pathetic weapon, that had to be the Dread Lord's.
The stone sword in his hand was one he had snatched from a zombie when first arriving in the Overworld under the Void's control.
To the Dread Lord, this weapon was more of a prop than anything.
He had still hoped to find a weapon that fit his identity.
But unexpectedly, the one most suited for him was none other than this stone sword he had casually stolen back then.
It might have been another round of the "heartless man" routine, but unlike the Scythe of Death and the Obsidian Sword, the stone sword didn't ignore the Dread Lord.
It quickly linked its consciousness with his.
But it did raise one request. Its exact words were, "I hope my wielder can often let me witness the scenery in the sky."
No doubt, the stone sword had inherited the Dread Lord's "slick" nature.
Clearly, the complaint in that line was full to the brim, yet it was phrased flawlessly.
The Dread Lord was strong, but his one real flaw was his lack of flight ability.
Back then, even Little Bug had looked down on him for it.
The Death Knight couldn't fly either, but at least it knew its weakness and constantly trained its speed and jumping ability.
Now its jumps and movement speed were basically the same as others' flight.
But the Dread Lord had never put thought into this.
Now that the weapons all had their own consciousness, of course they'd compare their wielders' abilities. That was why the stone sword raised such a request.
And once it did, the Dread Lord immediately reacted.
He gathered strength, then tossed the stone sword high into the sky.
"How's that? Nice view up there, isn't it?"
"I can throw you even higher, you know!"
If we're talking sly tricks, no one could match the Dread Lord.
But after that throw, the stone sword never responded to him again.
Seeing his little scheme fail, the Dread Lord had no choice but to think seriously about the problem in front of him.
Actually, it wasn't that hard to handle. And right now, he had already decided to give up cheating his way through and start honestly fixing his flaw.
Back in his many clashes with Null, the two had placed wagers.
Since both their powers relied on fear, fear itself naturally became their wager.
In one fight, the Dread Lord cleverly won two rounds in a row and gained a huge amount of fear power from Null.
That was when he discovered something surprising, when concentrated enough, fear power could actually support weight.
In other words, the Dread Lord could fly by using fear power.
Unfortunately, before he had time to study it properly, Null won it back.
And since he had never cared much about not being able to fly, he hadn't paid much attention.
But now, with the stone sword making this request, it was time for him to really work on it.
After all, the great war with the Void was coming, and he didn't want to screw things up because of this.
So, after making up his mind, he took the stone sword and began experimenting on his own.
If his weapon was the most pathetic, then the most unexpected one had to be the Wither King's.
His weapon was just as casually picked up as the Dread Lord's, except the Dread Lord had stolen his from an innocent zombie, while his came from a wither skeleton.
No, actually, it should be said, the wither skeleton had offered it up willingly… so compared to the Dread Lord, his had slightly more dignity.
But the Wither King's most suitable weapon couldn't really be called a weapon.
Because for him, the most suitable turned out to be the huge black wings on his back.
No one knew exactly how or why, but compared to the stone sword, those wings definitely had way more prestige.
The Wither King accepted them happily.
But when he heard the request from those wings, he froze like stone, mind going blank.
"To defeat Entity 303, that's the only way to earn my recognition."
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