ed your kind Hippies! Einherjars are human too. They get married and have babies too! Get a life already!"
Lan Qinyue was stupefied by Einherjar Wannabe's outburst of scathing criticism. She had firmly believed that only by detaching herself from the world would she be able to advance to the next level of her cultivation.
Einherjar Wannabe gathered himself from his rage and said, "Fine, fine, keep on going. I still have some time." Mr. Wannabe was disappointed by the values of present-day top fighters. He wondered what had happened to the world that had made everyone so pathetic and fragile. He remembered that when he was young, all the Einherjars upheld more traditional values, and reveled in "traditional activities" such as feasting and wh*ring wherever they went. Most important of all, no one complained about the world, since the world was simply a place to be conquered and enjoyed.
Thus it was, the main drive in human evolution being desire, and to be detached from the world full of desires was to take the fuel out of the engine of self-improvement.
Lan Qinyue seemed to have seen some sense in Einherjar Wannabe's criticism, so she asked, "Thank you, but I have one more question. Can playing harp really help me find The Way?"
Although her peers and her disciples respected Lan Qinyue for her knowledge, when it came down to cultivation towards the level of Super Einherjar, she was just an amateur.
Einherjar Wannabe was shocked by the question. Something in between the lines was beckoning his memories to come back.
As fragments of memories rushed into Mr. Wannabe's mind, he vaguely remembered someone he loved, but their love was painful. He saw in the reflection of one fragment that someone was chasing after a swarm of Zergs; his face was contorted with anger and despair.
Who was that?
A shadowy figure appeared in another piece of memory, and the figure spoke in a voice sweeter than honey.
Suddenly, Lan Qinyue felt a deadly power emanating from Einherjar Wannabe. She could feel that it was the power of an Einherjar, but it was much stronger than any Einherjar she had met.
The powerful energy not only made La Qinyue tremble uncontrollably, but it also brought her a sense of forlorn and dread.
Einherjar Wannabe was also visibly distressed by this power, and therefore, he gathered himself and managed to keep the spread of the energy in check. He then threw Lan Qinyue a glance and then said coldly, "Let's start."
The energy that was still floating about was much calmer, and gave Lan Qinyue an opportunity to study it carefully. She registered that it was filled with bitterness and sweetness of love. Suddenly, she had a moment of Epiphany.
The harp started singing again as music quickly filled the arena. This time, the rhythm had gained a very different flavor; it was like a combination of all human emotions.
Einherjar Wannabe listened to the music as strong feelings roiled inside him. Time seemed to have turned back to when he had been a deadly warrior, and he killed Zergs to numb the pain inside him.
Someone he kept as the apple of his eyes had left the world, but he remained, living inside a cold, empty husk.
The music gradually wove the fragments of memories together, and Mr. Wannabe could finally discern the face of that girl who had left him.
No longer was Mr. Wannabe able to remember what had happened, but he was content to be able to see her again.
Meanwhile, the music had bonded Lan Qinyue and Einherjar Wannabe's souls, and therefore, she could able see into his memory as well as Einherjar Wannabe could, if not even clearer.
She saw a warrior storm through swarms of Zergs and leave piles of carcasses behind. In a matter of hours, he had finished all Zergs on the entire planet.
Standing on a pile of dead Zergs, high as a mountain, the warrior took out a picture of a girl from his pocket and stared at her with love and sorrow.
Although everything seemed to have happened in an instance to Lan Qinyue, she was deeply shocked by what she had seen in that flash of memory. She watched Einherjar Wannabe in front of her, and she no longer saw a PA avatar. Instead, she saw a lone-star traveling through eons, seeking the love that he had once lost.
As the music ended on the last note, tears poured out of Lan Qinyue's eyes.