"If our love brings bloodshed, then I don't want it.
If it brings more tears than joy, then it was not love.
If this love broke more hearts and fates than it healed or inpired, then this love is vain.
I'd rather that we never met, so no wars were started, jealousies were felt or blood were shed.
When I look down to my hands, or look into your eyes, I don't want to see blood, see guilt or shed tears.
Our love was never meant to be. I was never meant to be. 
To reset this mistaken love, a romance that should have never existed, I will void our bonds.
Our fate should be forbidden and erased from the universe.
Zi-shuang will have never existed and should disappear from all memories and the world.
Farewell, Yin-feng, may our paths never cross again to prevent another calamity of the Three Realms."

Just like how her fate started, the heir of the ancient (once asleep) power turned into ashes. And these were the last words that were spoken out of her lips. 

***DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fiction, none of these characters ever existed and are based on merely immortals/gods that have been driven out from imagination. It is not representative to Chinese Myth. Only fractions of it are used (eg: the role of the Jade Emperor, etc.)***