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This is not the real world I know, this is a vast white world shrouded in thick fog.
Some specious memories flashed through my mind from time to time, and the sense of sight filled my mind, but they were only fragments of memories. No matter how I recalled them, I could never recall the complete memory shot.
However, for some reason, a sad memory that I was not even aware of came to my heart without any warning. When I felt my face getting cold, I touched it subconsciously and found that I didn’t know when I had shed tears. , only to realize this.
Why me?
When was the last time you cried? Should it be the moment when he learned that he had completed the test, or after learning that Reina was pregnant with his child? Hundreds of years have passed and I can no longer remember it. What man would remember the last time he cried?
In any case, I think it is very difficult to make me cry when my mental age is already in four figures, let alone to cry unconsciously.
I am very curious about what it is, what kind of [surprise] this white world can bring to me.
Probably, you have to move forward to get out.
This kind of speculation came up in my mind inexplicably, no, not even a definite thought, just like someone who has experienced it before, has rich experience, and has been there.
I took steps slowly, not forgetting to look around. Unfortunately, in addition to the thick fog, there was still endless thick fog. There was no sound or movement. Even my own footsteps could not be heard. It was like a world where time had stopped. It was so quiet that it made people panic and feel depressed.
Even though I had spent a thousand years alone in the test of the world, I couldn't help but start talking to myself.
"Where is this place?"
"That guy from Everlia, I must give him a good lesson when I get back. What on earth do you want to do by suddenly bringing me to a place like this? What's the crooked idea?"
"Have I...really been to a place like this before?"
Along with talking to himself, along with the endless fog that makes people doubt whether they have taken any steps, more and more memories flashed through my mind.
There are as many fragments as the sand of the Ganges, but gradually, gradually I pieced together some incomplete fragments.
Then, these incomplete fragments finally pieced together a complete memory.
I finally remembered where this was.
This is not a world created by Everlia and intended to deceive me. This is my [place].
Perhaps Avelia is nearby and is engaged in its old business of voyeurism, but this is indeed [my territory].
In the past, a long, long time ago, I saw blurry back figures and vague conversations in this snow-white world, and then, I felt inexplicably sad, as if those back figures and those conversations were closely related to me.
So what about this time?
At the same time as this realization came to mind, the dense fog in front of me suddenly became thinner, and vague voices could be heard faintly.
This is……
I speeded up, faster and faster, and finally turned into running with all my strength, constantly passing through layers of fog. The fog became thinner, and the voices became clearer.
Finally, as if the last curtain had been lifted, clear and bright sight appeared in front of me, and even wind, sunshine, and breath, things that I could not recall feeling in the white world before, all appeared.
What is unfolding before our eyes is an endless world.
Deep on the high cliff, overlooking the land below, there are emerald green forests, gurgling waterfalls, winding rivers, undulating distant mountains, countless birds, and the chirping of beasts. Under this blue sky, nourished by the sun, you live happily. In this world, there is peace, tranquility, no war, no killing, no disease, no death, no pain, no parting.
It's simply...a carefree paradise.
Isn’t this the ideal world we yearn for and pursue?
In a daze, I seemed to see the deepest dream-like pursuit in my heart. How great it would be if I could live in such a world with girls.
Perhaps, the ideal land that Little King pursues is nothing more than this.
But for some reason, it is a perfect world without any flaws, which makes people fall in love with it as soon as they see it. It would be great to live in such a world, but a sense of dissonance suddenly arises in my heart.
I can’t explain why, I just feel like something is wrong with this world.
Before I could take a closer look, a sound suddenly appeared in front of me, at the top of the cliff, at a distance where I would fall into the abyss if I took another step forward.
What surprised me even more was that the owner of the voice was actually a skeleton!
A golden skeleton shining with pure majesty in the sun!
What surprised me even more was that in the arms of the skeleton, there was also a cute girl with exquisitely carved jade bracelets. She was about four or five years old, with a pure and innocent smile on her face that made people squint their eyes. , as if she was coquettishly coquettish with the skeleton holding her, which reminded me of my own twin princesses when they were young.
Didn't she know that the person holding her was a ghastly skeleton?
I remember that in the white world before, even if I could only peek at the back, the protagonists were definitely not these two. No, I remembered it. It seemed that there was an extra baby in the last white world. Could it be that one? little girl?
But who is the skeleton? What about the sword?
In the second season, some of the old characters are retained, but a new protagonist is replaced?
Maybe because the first season made a lot of money, even the background special effects are different? In the past, even if the main drama appeared, the background was still a snow-white world, with only one person and one sword.
Well, now, the background has become a real world, an ideal paradise. How much money will this cost?
Obviously I am the only one in the audience, so the ratings must have exploded.
At this moment, a person and a skeleton on the edge of the cliff finally started talking, which made me put away my random thoughts and listen carefully.
"Meng, do you like this world?"
The golden skeleton stretched out its five skeletal fingers and gently stroked the little girl's head. The movement was very gentle. It should have been a slightly scary scene, but because of this gentleness, it became extraordinarily warm, making people forget that it was a skeleton in a trance. facts and see it as a family interaction between a father and his daughter.
Dream, it seems... I remember, it was indeed the name of the girl I saw when I entered the white world for the last time. It was named by the boy who was always holding a sword and crying non-stop.
As for the voice of the skeleton... I also remembered it, it was the young boy holding the sword and crying.
It's not the second season, it's still the first season, but the protagonist has changed his appearance? Just like the beautiful girl in the game wearing krypton gold clothing?
This look is too sharp! Who else would spend money on clothes like this? ! !
Anyway... Anyway, now it can be confirmed that the characters have not been changed.
The little girl turned around in her arms and tried her best to look up at the other person. She seemed to have grown up a bit compared to last time. She always felt that this round and cute face looked a little familiar, like a younger version of so and so. Is it an illusion?
"I don't like it." She replied with a sweet voice and a cuteness that cost her life.
"Oh, why?" The young man who touched the little girl's skeleton paused slightly, then asked curiously, transforming into a golden skull.
"Because...papa, I don't like it."
Ah, bang bang, you are calling me, you are calling me, right?
For a moment, the daughter-controller couldn't suppress the excitement and joy in her heart. After returning to reality, she must replenish her daughter-control energy.
"I... don't like it?" The boy's movements froze. Although he couldn't show his expression after turning into a skeleton, I think he should be surprised.
"Yes, Papa doesn't like it, so, Meng doesn't like it either."
So understanding, my, this is my daughter! ! !
"Really? So I don't like it, but why?" Sighing as if he didn't even realize it, the skeleton boy touched the little girl's head again, looking far away.
"It's obviously so peaceful and peaceful, with no disputes or wars. This should be the world I dream of. Why wouldn't I like it?"
The little girl couldn't answer this question. She rubbed her little head with the hand on her head and continued to act coquettishly, as if she wanted to alleviate the skeleton boy's confusion and loss.
a long time……
"Hey, Everlia, why did my brother and sister become like that..." The skeleton boy suddenly spoke as if he had figured something out.
Such questions were naturally not directed at the little girl in his arms. She tilted her skull head slightly and looked down at the ground beside her.
Following its gaze, I vaguely saw a sword lying next to it.
I used to hold her in my arms, but after I had my daughter, I put it aside and hugged my daughter instead, is that right? Boy, your sword is crying, but you did a great job, maybe we will get along very well.
That sneaky sword...what does it look like? Maybe the lower part is in the shape of a hammer, or maybe it's a slippery fish tail that flaps left and right?
In the past, I was always being held by the boy, and the boy had his back to me, and there was a layer of hazy fog between him. Now he was lying on the ground, and the 16*16 black and white animation was changed to 4K level, so I should be able to see it.
Because the boy is on the edge of the cliff, which is a little higher than where I am now. From this angle, I can still only see a little bit, so I plan to take a few steps forward. According to past experience, whether it is the boy or the Even the talking sword doesn't know that I, the peeper, exist.
After walking for a while, I gave up this lucky idea.
Same as before, I am like a spectator. The boy, the little girl, and the sword all exist on the screen, and the distance on the screen will not change because of my movement.
If you can't see it, you can't see it. What I can see now is everything I can see. No matter whether I look horizontally, vertically, upside down, close up, run away, fly up, or bury it in the ground, I can see everything. There won't be any difference.
I gave up all my little thoughts and sat down cross-legged, ready to watch the show seriously.
"What do you think? It seems that you already have the answer in your heart." The sword was ruthlessly abandoned on the ground. He didn't answer the question. Was he very skilled, or was he complaining about his current treatment?
"I'm not sure. After all, I don't have the wisdom like my sister. I'm ordinary in every aspect, so..."
"Whether it is right or wrong, the first step is to speak out your thoughts. If you don't do this, others will never understand you, and you won't know whether your thoughts are right or wrong."
This sword said in unexpectedly gentle words, "It's so good. I also want to be treated with such gentleness."
"That's it...Thank you, Everlia, I understand." The young man seemed to be sure of something and nodded. The little girl in his arms kept looking up at the young man with her dark and clear eyes wide open.
"Everia, I think...maybe my sister and brother...are too tired."
"too tired?"
"They were clearly not like this before. Even though I had no value in existence and would only bring them unhappiness, I would often come to visit and sincerely... love and protect me."
"Then, I don't know when, it started to change."
"They bear too many things on them. Even if they have infinite wisdom and the royal power to control all things, these things will gradually increase and become unbearable as time accumulates little by little."
"Yeah?"
"Evlia, you don't seem to agree. Am I really wrong?"
"I'm not denying it, I just want to reserve my opinion. I want to know, whose fault do you think this ending is? Or is it that the club still stubbornly believes that all of this is caused by you?"
"No, although I am responsible for the final result, I have figured it out. It was not me, nor my brother or sister, who was wrong, it was just... time."
"Eternity is wrong."
"You really think so?"
After a moment of silence, the skeleton seemed to be racking its brains for thought, and then shook its head.
"No, I want to correct what I just said."
"There is nothing wrong with eternity. What is wrong is that neither I nor my sister and brother can bear eternity."
"Under the erosion of time, in the eternal cage, we gradually changed and gradually lost many precious things."
"Whether it is happiness or sadness, if it continues to accumulate, sooner or later it will become a burden. When you get used to happiness, you will lose the smile brought by happiness. When you get used to sadness, you will lose the reflection brought by sadness. Then , unknowingly becoming numb and condescending..."
"It makes sense to say that."
"Evelia, do you think I'm right too?"
"Even if I agree, it doesn't necessarily mean it's right. Why not give it a try?"
"Are you trying?" The young man murmured. After a moment of confusion, he suddenly stood up from the edge of the cliff.
"Yeah, why not give it a try?"
"Eternity is wrong. Immortality will only bring destruction."
"so!"
The young man's weak, unconfident voice now became majestic, ancient, and sacred. The golden skeleton's back seemed to have transformed into the sky and the earth, and every word in his mouth was the will of God reverberating in the heaven and earth.
"This world needs [life] and [death]."
Something mysterious and mysterious, when the words fell, was intertwined with something that originally existed in this world, becoming more complete and perfect.
Since then, the world has come to life. Because of eternity, the existence of time has lost its meaning. However, the emergence of life and death has made time flow again, and the indescribable sense of dissonance has disappeared.
The blue sky was covered with clouds, thunder and lightning, and a violent storm began. Beasts fled in fright, birds screamed, and fallen leaves mourned, seeming to announce the arrival of the reincarnation of life and death.
Bathed in the heavy rain, the skeleton boy held the little girl in his arms and murmured softly with relief.
"Including...me."
"Papa." The little girl in her arms pulled her father's... er, ribs with her little hands.
"Dreams, too, are the same as sex."
"This..." The skeleton boy was confused. Everyone has selfish motives and everyone is biased. He didn't want his daughter to face death.
However, he could not get over his daughter's innocent but determined expression.
As if it had come to a perfect end, the fog appeared again, covering everything, and his consciousness gradually sank, becoming blurry and dark.
Eternal?
Eternity...is wrong.
I don't know why, this sentence echoed in my heart for a long time. Even when my consciousness gradually sank, it was still very clear, and it seemed to have a huge resonance with myself.
Maybe it’s because I’ve experienced thousands of years of torture that I feel the same way...
Then, consciousness completely fell into darkness.
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