A beautiful woman with long red hair was sitting on the bedside, looking at the child on the bed with dull eyes. Her ruby-like eyes were dim, and a crystal teardrop ran down the corner of his eye and fell on the bedside. .
"Even you, can't you do anything about Thor's current situation?" The woman's voice trembled slightly. She focused her eyes on the man beside her who she once thought was omnipotent, hoping to get something from this man. There was still hope, but all she received in response was the man shaking his head helplessly and sighing in pain.
The man glanced at the red-haired child lying on the hospital bed. Countless dense black threads and twisted symbols appeared on the child's body, which was as pale as snow, which was shocking. This young life seemed to have endured too much pain and burden, and even those ruby-like eyes looked dull and lifeless.
"Lord Tesla, is this child... really hopeless?" The man turned his gaze to the person sitting across the bed, hoping that the other person could give him a definite result.
"Grand Duke, you should know what kind of existence resides in this child. 'His' sin marks have been linked to this child's life. If the sin marks are forcibly peeled off with the 'Mercury Ritual' of the Research Institute, I am afraid that... The sin marks will turn into nothingness together with the child's life and disappear from the world forever." The young man known as Lord Tesla answered the man's words and showed a helpless wry smile, "Now we can only place hope. The original plan, and waiting silently for the miracles that might happen."
The man stretched out his hand and gently touched the pale cheek of the child on the bed, and a gentle look appeared on the everlasting stern face.
He was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Maybe we have a third option."
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The red-haired boy slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a blank world. There was nothing around him, and even the color was as pale as snow, giving people a sense of loneliness and powerlessness.
"Where is this place?" The young man stood up and looked around, but he only saw a blank space, as if he had come to an empty snowfield, but both the ground and the sky seemed to be blocked by a huge white barrier. , except for this basic color, there is no color.
No one responded to him, it was like he was the only one in the huge space in front of him.
"Is this heaven? Will I die after all?" The young man said to himself.
"It's okay to die, maybe only in this way... my mother won't be in so much pain."
The young man raised his head and looked at the huge white barrier in the sky, trying not to let the tears in his eyes fall.
"Click."
In the empty white space, a strange sound suddenly came from above. The boy followed the sound and looked up at the white barrier above, only to find that a twisted crack appeared on the huge pure white barrier. And as far as the boy could see, the crack continued to expand, spreading to the surrounding areas. spread.
"Boom!!!"
As if it could not withstand the pressure, the white barrier above the space shattered into a huge hole, and outside the space seen through the hole was pitch black, so deep that it was despairingly dark.
In front of the young man, the broken barrier in the air fell with gravity, but it did not fall to the plane below, but floated irregularly. After the blank fragments briefly stagnated in the air for a few seconds, they intertwined with each other and finally transformed into a white prototype that looked like a human being.
"Vitor Rogge?"
A plain and soft word came out of the mouth of the fragmented humanoid prototype.
"Are you calling me?" The young man felt a little incredible.
"right."
The humanoid prototype spoke again, it was still a gentle male voice, the tone was smooth and very pleasant.
"I think we should talk." A faint white light emitted from the prototype human body, and almost instantly, a flesh-and-blood entity condensed on the white body that was originally just a prototype.
What appeared in front of the boy at this moment was a tall man wearing a white mask. The man was wearing a priest's robe from the ancient Canglan Empire of the Fourth Age. The robe was painted with many branches and thorn-like patterns. In the center of the robe was a golden Apples are particularly conspicuous surrounded by many patterns.
There were no extra decorations on his white mask, and there were only two slits at the top to reveal his eyes, and the pair of pale golden pupils inside the mask looked directly at the young man's face.
"What is this place? Why am I here? And... what do you mean? Why do you want to talk to me?" The young man's eyes were full of doubts. It was obvious that he did not know that this was happening. Who is the mysterious man in the unknown space, and I feel a little at a loss for what he said.
"Don't be nervous, kid." The masked man's tone was very calm and gentle, and his magnetic voice ordered the boy's confusion to subside a bit.
"Next, I will answer your questions one by one." The man snapped his fingers, and then the huge gap in the middle of the white barrier in the sky disappeared from the young man's eyes. The barrier stood intact in the sky, as if it had just been The collapse and falling debris were just the boy's own hallucinations.
"This is a semi-spiritual plane that is connected to the real world. It is called the 'unexplorable spiritual realm' by the half-hearted people on the Rainbow Tower. But compared to this, it has a more widely circulated name—— 'Dream'."
"Dream? You mean I'm dreaming?" The young man looked suspiciously at the pair of golden eyes in the gap in the mask.
"Yes, and no." The man shook his head, "You just need to know that this is the world in consciousness. Unless the self-consciousness dies here, no matter what happens here, it will not have any impact on the present world. Substantial impact.”
"You mean I'm still alive?" The young man was a little happy.
"No." The man's tone still showed no fluctuation, "You are already dead."
