"Fear" is one of the most basic instincts of animals, and it is also the most convenient tool for higher beings to enslave lower-level creatures.
Dare to try to outline the fears of an old master and exhaust the human imagination. This is probably the most insulting behavior towards this unspeakable existence.
At this time, Sean Dickinson's own fear had not disappeared. He was just inspired by this great trembling and wanted to make the most imaginative attempt in order to delay time - of course delaying time! He is not crazy enough to think that the power of his entire team plus the Philosopher's Stone can really cause considerable damage to Kluwetan.
Outlining the fear of the old masters, to do such absurd things, the most critical thing is not even decision and courage, but "confidence"
That is to say, deep down in his heart, he has to figure out a problem for himself, or ignore a problem, and that problem is:
If fear is the preserve of lower-level beings, then does the Old One have fear?
Is there such a thing as "fear of God"?
Does God fear Himself?
If this is just a utopian issue, I'm afraid it will become a philosophical speculation with no answer and no end -
What Sean has to do now is to put aside his thinking and judgment and directly seek verification. Next, even he himself couldn't believe that he might know the answer to this question...
And finding the answer to such a question could cost them all their lives.
The dream green before had infected almost the entire second floor of the museum, but now, after Sean used the filled red pen to over-activate it regardless of the cost, the scarlet territory suddenly became evenly divided.
The nightmare intrusion suffered by Moonlight · 1902 finally eased a little, and he was finally able to temporarily wake up from the endless flow of nightmares. As soon as he raised his head, the pianist encountered a scene that almost made him suffocate——
In the distance, in the abyss is the dusty ancient city called R'lyeh. The giant head of Kluwetan appears on the sea level. Several rounds of green moons shine on it, and the dream is green like a tide, constantly trying to intrude on reality...
Nearby, the scarlet reflected by the seven red suns is resisting the green tide, just like an immersive city of double suns descending in the sky above. The image of the Lord in red is clearly visible in the sky, as if he is meditating. , the bronze crown on its head is extremely clear, and one can even see the heartbreaking archetypal stories corresponding to the reliefs on it...
There was certainly no personal grudge between the Old Ones. They were only interested in one thing - the full expression of their power.
Therefore, the Lord in Red doesn't care whether the object of his divine power is a helpless lamb or a being in the same situation and rank as himself - just like a singer doesn't care who is the audience, as long as he sings to his heart's content!
To achieve this outline, Sean had to ask himself this question: What does God’s fear look like?
In the world of intention, Sean took out a red pen. In this intentional world, the terrible disputes in the museum do not exist. In this world, there are only a set of tables, chairs, a lamp, and endless darkness and silence.
Sean was going to write about Kluwetan's fear here.
Of course, he never expected that one day he would have such a "reader".
What is God's fear like? Try to gather all your energy and thoughts - this kind of creation can be called a luxury, and the amount of spiritual energy consumed every microsecond is astronomical, which can make a Jack-level stunned. What's even more extravagant is that the person offering "ink" to him at this moment is a scarlet god.
First, following the question: Does God fear Himself? Sean pondered in the silence.
If a mirror was placed in front of Him, would he have some kind of unprofound fear of his own image reflected in it?
The opposite R'laye, the staring Kluwetan.
This kind of thinking has no results...
Then change your thinking——
When was Kluwetan, the Lord of Dreams, born?
In the darkness, Sean's thoughts emerged concretely: a paramecium was sleeping, unconsciously imagining its own predatory process——
That is to say, dreams appeared almost as soon as the simplest animals appeared. Correspondingly, the Lord of Dreams also appeared.
In this case, to understand Kluwetan, we must first clarify one thing - what is a dream?
One question inspired a series of responses: Dreams are motivations, the self-emergence of desires, and subjective reflections of reality...
Dreams make up a world.
It is a world that seems to be burning, with no fixed form and no boundaries...
There are countless possibilities in that world. Sean tried to remember what it was like to dream. It is colorful, colorful and ever-changing...
When you are in a dream, the dream is thick and clear, but once you wake up, it becomes thinner in an instant.
People often use "dream" as a metaphor for things that are unstable and easy to fade away and change. However, what things in this world are long-lasting and stable?
Who can guarantee that reality itself is not a big dream?
It seems that... Sean felt that he had found some ideas and leaned over the desk: the dream of Kluwetan is not some kind of illusion, but a world that actually exists. It is His property and territory.
Sean opened his eyes. The light of thought washes away the entire world of intention, like a hazy sunrise. People's thinking gradually became clearer. Man saw the fear of this god.
Kluwetan's fear is - dreamlessness.
Dreams are the turbulence of the soul. He fears calm waters.
Dreams are a reflection of desires and fears. The Lord of Big Dreams is afraid of a world without attachment and anxiety.
In that world, all consciousness has awakened and merged into eternity.
That is the death of dreams, the ultimate ideal of consciousness in this world.
Kluwetan's nightmare is called - "The Death of Dreams".
Picking up the pen, the red pen seemed to capture the brilliance of the red giant star and wrote a line of words on the infinite paper. Without reference, the words may be as thin as mosquitoes or flies, or they may shine like nebulae in the night sky.
In front of the two frowning relatives, Sean waved the red pen in the air, and a safe and calm world emerged in the City of Two Suns.
In this world, all living beings have broken through the illusion called "time". They neither live in the past that always tortures them, nor in the future that always makes them anxious. They choose to live in the present.
Thousands of years ago, a sage once said: Sages have no dreams. When all the consciousness in this world has awakened, passed through the deep sea of collective subconscious, and connected with their "reality", dreams, a necessity of desire, disappeared from this world.
The powerful master who existed since the beginning of biological evolution disappeared from this world somewhere in the arrow of time.
Elizabeth and Lydia Brandon finally understood the world described by the humans in front of them. The "death of dreams" made the arrogant women first feel a long-lost dizziness, and then, a dark emotion was like an ant colony decaying from them. The bad souls welled up from the depths of their souls, causing them to feel a huge tremor from the inside out. It was... a tremor that made them almost unable to move.
If there are strong people watching at this time, they will see a scene that cannot be reasonably explained in any case——
As if being intimidated, in front of the King-level explorer named Eternal Night Ark, the Kluwetan stopped all his movements for a moment.
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