The disappearance of civilization is always too easy for the gods. After that, she seldom thought about what happened almost instantly to her, but as long as she thought about it, those scenes would never fade away as if they had happened in the last moment.
The cities were either rumbled or collapsed before her eyes; the plants and trees around her were either stained with incomprehensible colors and grew crazily, or suddenly withered and turned into ashes.
That person...she lived with everyone in one moment, and died with them in another moment, leaving only seeds of despair and pain that she would never abandon. From then on, these remained in her background, and then settled little by little and became a part of her.
This is an ordinary awakening for the great, and an equally ordinary destruction for the small.
And she just witnessed everything in an illusory way, and then tried her best to leave everything illusory and nothing else.
The "spiritual world" that existed before the birth of civilization was also destroyed in this grand fireworks. From then on, the prosperous scene of this civilization can only be seen from the light and shadow flashing on the broken walls, and I saw it in the memories that were entangled in my mind - other than that, there was no other way.
She had always believed that people could do nothing for the dead and could only do their best for the survivors, and her choice at that time was no different, even though she had given up her human existence.
But when she followed the power left over from the beginning and looked at the corpse of this civilization through the eyes of those creatures that were fused with it, whether they were humans or other creatures - she had never found that memory could be so attractive and addictive.
Perhaps it's because the independence left by her non-existence makes her sometimes a little too sentimental, as she sometimes teases herself.
She would always choose to indulge her own indulgence, which was also the desire born in her heart, so that she would not be completely lost in the humble and arrogant expectations - even if endless pain would be born every time.
But pain will also become her strength, and she has always naively insisted on what she believes in-the future will never be worse than the present.
She knew very well that the hope that existed in her heart was incompatible with such a hopeless world, but this was her choice.
When she was desperate, she gave birth to unquenchable expectations, so that she would never stop. She would use all means to realize her expectations.
The original great being didn't care about the new parasite appearing on her body, even though she was already lurking everywhere - she was too insignificant, even though she was full of original malice.
It’s just like people don’t care about the oxygen they inhale or where the glucose they eat goes to the cells—does anyone care whether these molecules have their own selfish motives?
Her power was not enough to exert any kind of influence at first. On the contrary, because she integrated into Him, she had the power born of her persistent desire, even if this power was twisted and contradictory.
She quickly waited for the moment when someone would care about her "existence"—for her, it was almost the next moment of that destruction.
It was hard to say how long the split with almost unlimited influence lasted after she first woke up. In her non-existent senses, it seemed that she could not expect the moment of the end, and it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye.
"Fallen Mother Goddess", "Children of Chaos", "Mother Tree of Desire"... originally gave birth to and created them, and the initial split also affected and tore apart a part of them, and this was also a Rare opportunity.
The two gods who split from the original also regarded this split as a feast, their Christmas feast, but this feast also produced bitter fruits for them - the destruction of multiple sources. their fragile balance.
"Tianzun", "God", she chewed their names in the previous civilization. She still existed among them. She watched them struggle in the instinct of gathering. She calmly did her best. What they want to do - she further strengthens their instinctive desire, which comes from themselves and from the great existence that has been divided.
She is so looking forward to the day when Heavenly Lord and God will fall asleep due to the uncontrollable instinct of convergence. Their enemies are each other and themselves, the great existence that has disappeared.
She was also regarded by them as beings of the same origin, and she could recall her uncontrollable desire to laugh when she discovered this.
There is no problem with this definition. She no longer exists. All that exists is a tiny part of the will before the initial split that tried to promote the further integration of the initially split personalities after the initial split. She is in each of their bodies.
She merged into the beginning - that was the only certain fact.
She longed for humans to have the power to resist the gods, but before that, she first became a part of the original gods.
This was her initial choice.
She also understood that they would never allow their will to disappear in the instinct of aggregation - which came from the instinct of separation. She also enhanced their instinct to pursue independent selves.
The seemingly contradictory instincts of aggregation and separation complement each other at certain times. At the same time, the separation that exists makes them fight uncontrollably. They all want to be the dominant one and become an independent personality.
Creatures always pursue their own independence, but in this world, it is always difficult for her to distinguish whether such an instinct belongs to the creature itself or comes from the original creation of all things.
The closer we get to the Great One, the more we feel His omnipresence in every sense of the word. Of course, this is not surprising, just like the creation myths in later generations that are both false and true——
"The Creator woke up from chaos, broke the darkness, created the first ray of light, and completely integrated into the universe, transforming into all things..."
She sometimes wondered whether the human who wrote this sentence had the original glow flashing through his mind at a certain moment, or whether he was tracing back the traces of time in his sleep, traveling through the previous one that had been destroyed long ago, or even more In the spiritual world, I saw the glorious scene of the birth of all things.
However, in fact, there may be none of these. It is just mankind's subconscious praise of their ideal Creator. The original Creator also never completely integrated into the universe. Instead, he fell asleep on the planet under his feet, then woke up, split, and, by the way, Take away the vitality of countless mortals.
For humans, the disappeared Creator is the good Creator. Just like the creation myth written by humans, compared to a Creator who is sleeping and may wake up in the next moment, the Creator’s “complete integration into the universe” is what humans hope for. Whether it is humans in the past or humans in the future, they are all telling the myth of the creator nourishing the universe with himself, and telling the imagination of mankind.
But she must sometimes let this be true, because when the world is no longer under the rule of gods, history will become human history.
And she has the same idea as them, which is to ensure that she will never be truly resurrected in the first place.
