The fragments of memory continued to surge through A'tuo’s mind. Each piece was a lie he had once told, now transformed into blood feathers, piercing his soul.
"Yeling... I'm sorry..." His voice was barely a whisper, broken, like a late repentant sinner.
But Yeling only shook her head.
"Don’t apologize to me, A'tuo. You should apologize to yourself... and speak the truth."
At that moment, the air distorted.
The ground cracked open, feathers fell like fiery rain.
A man, draped in a feathered robe, his eyes sewn shut, rose from the crack.
His voice had no tone, but it seeped out like a voice from a deep abyss of feathers.
"A'tuo, the third feather has grown. You now have the qualification of the 'Feathered Sinner.'"
"Please—accept the invitation of the Feathered King and undergo the 'First Stage of Judgment.'"
Chuyu yelled, "What judgment?! He doesn't know anything!"
The Feathered King did not look at her but extended his hand towards A'tuo’s chest. Words began to appear there:
[Lie Level: 37]177Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFrniOPGpoA
[Soul Honesty Rate: 12%]177Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmzZBs0yk3l
[Feathers Pulled: 0]177Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIyiFMI6nZA
[Pass the Judgment to survive]
Yeling’s expression changed suddenly.
She understood.
This was not a simple punishment. This was the prelude to activating the "Feathered King War" system.
The Feathered King said, "You have three choices."
Accept the judgment, face every lie you have told. Each one will manifest as 'pain.'
Pull out three feathers on your own, lose your memories, personality, and the connection to Yeling. You will become an "Empty Shell Feathered Person."
Have someone else pull out your feathers for you. You will live, but they will bear the pain.
A'tuo looked at Chuyu, then at Yeling.
His expression shifted from struggle to determination.
"I choose the first path. I will remember every lie I’ve told, and then pull them out one by one."
The Feathered King remained silent for a few seconds, the stitches on his face slightly trembling.
"Very well. Then, the judgment... begins with the first lie you told to Yeling."
The space shattered, and the three of them fell into the deep black abyss of feathers.
In the darkness, a child’s voice echoed:
"A'tuo, you said you wouldn't leave me. You lied, didn’t you?"
Then, A'tuo’s palm cracked open— the first feather was pulled out.
Pain. It wasn’t physical pain, but the pain of his soul being hollowed out.
Chuyu tried to rush forward, but Yeling grabbed her arm, whispering:
"You can't touch him. This is part of the 'Feathered Sin Assessment'... If you interrupt, all three of us will perish."
Chuyu gritted her teeth. "Then what can I do?"
Yeling looked toward the darkness:
"Help him remember... Let him endure each feather’s judgment. Otherwise... the Feathered King will take his body."
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