Uninteresting, boring, lackluster. If it weren't for some idiot's wishful thinking, there would be no need to waste time trying to remedy this.
It was a tiresomely long road. The wind and snow covered both the place where it came from and the end of it, and it also made her develop some bad habits.
Like starting to hate things that are worthless but alive.
On the way, she gradually gave up the things that a living being should have, such as the concept of time, sympathy for pain, and the perception of happiness. Humanity voluntarily gave up on itself, and reason and divinity took its place and became her most important components. No longer understand that joy is good, so that you will not change your purpose due to pity. It is good to be unable to understand sorrow so as not to allow them to continue to suffer out of sympathy.
Even negative emotions no longer exist, so you can roam calmly in solitude. To sum up, this has no harm at all.
Step after step, there is no one who can stop her on the ladder leading to the top. Brannka's wrong performance made her condition worse, and even the uniqueness of the adjacent path could not accommodate it. If she is unwilling to give up the possibility in her hands and admit that her world has long been destroyed, then she will never be able to accept the nature of "decline".
"A monster with no blood, no tears and no heart," she told her.
"Boring," she said.
After watching the boring world for so long, she has forgotten what boring feels like. She was probably filled with joy to finally get something, only to find that this thing was not as she thought... No, this should be "disappointment"? Or "sadness"? Well, it doesn’t matter what it is. Anyway, no one will discuss these issues with her in the future, and she will have endless time to think about these things slowly. Perhaps this is just because his "emotional confusion" curse was triggered by the true god of the adjacent path, affecting him slightly.
To be fair, neither she nor he hates life. Living life has infinite possibilities. Sooner or later, the earth that has experienced desolation will be rejuvenated, and the life that has overcome pain will be more beautiful. Pain and sorrow are necessary, but beauty and hope are also necessary. Trapping life in a cage of despair, even if you pay for a thousand years of pain in advance, all you will get in the end is destruction.
When she is reminiscing about the past and misses the beautiful blue sky and vast grassland, while she turns her sights to the future and looks forward to the unknown world, they are destined to be unable to understand each other, let alone forgive.
"What you can't accept, I'll accept it for you."
Under the polar night sky, on the pale snowfield, the sky is silent, the earth is silent, and the long dream is cruel and beautiful. Thousands of years ago, God did not want to admit the despair and misery of family destruction and death, so he chose desire and escape. Thousands of years later, the cold wind howled and was as sharp as a knife, covering up cries and burying prayers. Before the new god could sit firmly on his throne, he could not bear to face this broken world and made a solemn declaration:
"I curse my hometown, this is the end!"
"I curse all the creatures here, curse your cruelty, selfishness and ignorance. You will lose your life, existence, history, and the fog and snow will swallow everything. Then, I wish you that you can finally find peace."
"...I wish this planet, no matter how broken or declining, will give birth to new life."
"I wish that the lives in the future will have the arms to open up the road to civilization, and they will no longer have to survive in the haze and cold."
Roaring, crying, cheering, cursing. Filling the ear drums, some people are crying, some are laughing, some are cursing the gods because they are trying their best to survive but their existence is denied by God, and some are happy because they have received the announcement of death in the midst of painful life and confusion. The New God looked down at the creatures at his feet from a height of ten thousand feet. There were only five or six hundred intelligent creatures, and the number of animals and insects could also be counted. But that's it, that's it, but it has thrived in the only pure land for thousands of years and has not become extinct. If there are no many prerequisites, no divine intervention and no selfish motives, this can be regarded as respectable.
It’s hard to tell how much impact that madness had on me. The moment I glimpsed the truth, awakened myself, and embarked on the escape road to find the future alone, I ushered in my first long death. Nowadays, in the endless void and cold silence, I can occasionally hear Brannka babble in my consciousness, saying words such as missing my homeland, sincerely loving my hometown and the planet. In the past, I still felt the same, but now they have drifted with the wind. go.
"Cheating Kangxi"
Without her protection, the strong wind roared into the last grassland, dyeing the grass white and wrapping the body with ice and snow. All life would die in just a few minutes, and the continuation of thousands of years was only for this moment of destruction. . I don’t feel sad, I feel relieved, and even finally feel the joy of embracing this planet. Die, Brannka, die, no more whispering in my ears, only my reason will live with the divinity.
Suffering makes life progress, and it also made me finally give up the feeling of being born as an insignificant being, the feeling of being attached to my hometown, the feeling of longing for the past, and the ability to miss the smile in my memory. This is the kind of peace of mind that comes from knowing that everything is futile after death. The end is coming, and I just feel bored.
"Cry, cry as much as you want."
"Or curse me, or laugh, or hate me!"
Facing the various forms of life when death came, she said angrily for the last time: "At least at the last moment, live for yourself!"
TBC
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The next chapter of the fragmentary diary ends.
Small setting addition: Brannka's real name is Branna, and Enka is a tribal surname. When strangers or in very serious situations, when calling the person by his full name, the last sound of the name will be omitted and the surname will be added to make it appear more solemn.
The full name of decline is "Alcatulian Winter". After the "cold wave", the surname customs of the two races disappeared. The surnames no longer have blood and family meanings, but only represent the date of death. "ER" is a common humanized sound, which is silent like the e at the end of English. "Ka" is a class name, representing the priestly class. The "lia" at the end of the name refers to gender, and lia means "nothing". Reproductive ability, genderless (worker ants, laborers, a type of resource). These nouns are used to identify individuals and are only equivalent to code names. So if you remove them all, his name is Atua.
"Winter" was translated by Decay himself when he needed to introduce himself on Earth. The word was originally just "winter", but because in his civilization, winter is a disaster, the word has a derogatory connotation and the context is more complicated. Such as "life-killing cold" and "bitter cold wave".
↑These will be introduced in more detail in future sections.
