Su Ming'an.
Your world line is the only, the real, the one that determines everything.
Billions of "futures" split from you—Noel may die from sea monsters, from poison gas, or from a nuclear explosion... But these are states yet to be determined, eventually converging to the one true world line.
In these futures, due to a moment of inspiration or a misstep in strategy—you may become the brightest "you," or you may become the most evil "you." "Ming" is your possibility, "Shadow" is also your possibility, and perhaps there are many "you's" you have yet to observe.
In the end—the true conclusion will only be imprinted according to you, you are the only reality.
In the end—void and reality intertwine into a flower, you are the brightest you.
...
["But according to your line of destiny, you are already the luckiest." Li Mingyue murmured: "I've seen thousands upon thousands of your futures, none luckier than this one."]
...
Su Ming'an floated in the darkness.
