The boy was so sad that he fell asleep.

The breeze gently caressed the boy's wounded but resolute face, and he fell down slowly until he finished singing the last note.

At this moment, the boy remembered the past.

I remembered that by the stream and by the huge rock, the wind would always hug the tired boy and comfort him.

In a deep dream, in the sky...

Whether it is for the gods or for the important and beloved people, the boy has always had a dream.

I want to sing a song for them with the most full emotions.

The boy lay on the ground and looked up at the sky, where birds were flying.

The boy looked at those birds with envy and no regrets in his eyes.

The boy could feel the breeze around him. Whenever he sang, there would be someone listening to him.

So the wind...

really has been listening to my singing.

The boy's eyes were filled with hope. He slowly raised his hand and stretched it towards the sky, towards the direction of the flying bird.

The boy smiled as he watched the flying bird sing softly.

"Fly, fly.

Like a flying bird...

See the world for me...

Fly to the sky for me..."

Wendy stood not far away, watching the boy quietly.

Wendy had a smile on her face, but her eyes felt a little wet.

Cry?

Can gods cry?

Wendy gently stretched out her hand, but felt the wet tears. Wendy stared at the tears in her hand blankly and smiled bitterly.

"So...

I can cry too..."

Just then...

A strong blue light suddenly appeared beside the boy.

The light gradually turned into the appearance of the boy, and reached out to hold the boy's hand.

The boy stared blankly at the figure in front of him, looking at the figure in front of him that looked exactly like him.

The boy smiled...

It was a sincere smile, a smile from the heart.

At this moment...

The boy's face was no longer firm and mature.

At this moment...

The boy really smiled like a child, like a happy child.

The boy smiled and looked at the figure in front of him that looked exactly like him, and held his hand tightly.

The boy knew that someone would walk the road ahead for him, and someone would realize his dream for him.

Although there was no way to complete it personally, there was no regret after all.

Seeing this scene from a distance...

Wendy also slowly raised her hands, looking at her current appearance with complicated eyes and whispering softly

"My current appearance is actually the same as that fake Mr. Stanley.

They all choose to let the characters in their memories continue to live in this world."

Wendy slowly raised her head and looked at the two identical boys not far away, looking at each other, smiling at each other, and whispering softly

"Boy...

Thank you...

It was you who made me understand what true freedom is before I became a god."

The boy lived in this city-state all his life, and the entire sky was blocked by the wind wall. He had never seen what the sky looked like.

The boy had stood where he was standing more than once, looking at the sky and the wind wall.

I want to see what the sky looks like...

That was the boy's wish...

The real sky, the poems and songs outside the cage, are all the wishes that the boy wants to realize.

The boy looked at the boy in front of him who looked exactly like him with a smile on his face.

The young man in front of him had a green light in his hand, healing his wounds.

After a moment of silence, the young man stretched out his hand and invited the young man in front of him who looked exactly like him.

"Come with me!

Crush the tyrant! Tear open the wind wall!

Let the real sky reappear on this land and on this city-state."

The wind gladly accepted the young man's invitation!

After this battle, the young man had prestige and raised the banner of resistance.

A war for freedom has begun!

Under the guidance of the young man's singing and the breeze, people won one victory after another, causing the throne to collapse, thousands of winds to be in chaos, and the countries to be shaken.

Until everyone came to the tower and came to the throne.

A battle between life and death, a war of freedom has begun.

The knights fought bravely, fighting for freedom and fighting for the light in their hearts.

The young man also used his singing to give people strength.

Whenever the song sounded, there would be a breeze blowing, blowing on everyone, giving

A kind of power for people.

Make the fighting people's bodies more gentle and their movements more agile.

The war song ignited, and the war entered the most intense stage.

In the smoke...

We witnessed the end of the tyrant.

In the ashes...

We witnessed the collapse of the tower.

This is also the beginning of New Mond...

No one has ever ascended the throne since then!

Until the boy passed away...

The figure that was exactly the same as the boy really pursued the boy's original dream with the boy's face.

Become Mond, become the greatest bard in the entire Teyvat continent.

Wendy has been following the crowd and watching quietly, watching this scene that he had experienced, with a smile on his face.

Everyone is working hard for the goals they want to fight for.

Fight for a better tomorrow.

Fight for freedom!

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