"There's beauty in decay." The craftsman slowly stepped forward and gave Li Qingming a firm pat on the shoulder, "Come, forget the damned perfectionism; let's give the main story a different ending—The craftsman returning to Kadath, and the Sentinel who awaits him, will finally embrace each other!"
"It's not the Sentinel that's waiting for me there..."
"???" The craftsman turned pale with shock, "It isn't?"
"Obviously not, far from it." Li Qingming was equally incredulous, "Haven't you always been able to see what I'm doing? Can't you tell the difference?"
"Wait... are those several women? You have too many women around you... I'm just a craftsman with a head of stone, I can't tell them apart..."
"You really deserve this ending." Li Qingming shook his head, but still in the next instant he reshaped his body, reverting back to the standard black shirt and black trousers, slipping his hands into the familiar pockets.
