Reader: This world is a novel.
Now – where is this place?
Du Ze's eyes widened. His field of vision was all white without any impurities. He floated alone in the white, and the fatal wounds on his body disappeared as if they had never been there.
After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Du Ze began to look around, trying to quickly sort out the current situation. When he came back to his senses, he was already here. Du Ze's thoughts were still on the scene of the God of Light passing away in the darkness. He did not expect that the God of Light would bring them such a big "surprise." In the eyes of the silly, cute reader, the so-called final boss Zhan Ye was just a formality. He did not expect that the God of Light would sacrifice himself and kill everyone present.
[You are already dead.]
Du Ze looked at the boundless whiteness – is this the world after death?
White, white, white, there is nothing but white. It was as if he had fallen into rich milk, or as if he was the only one who had been colored on a piece of white paper. Du Ze had to close his eyes after looking around for a while. For the first time, he found that the endless white was more uncomfortable than the black. Once he stared at it for a long time, not only would he feel dazzled, but he would also have an urge to vomit.
"… If I had known in advance that I would meet you like this, I would have let the God of Light kill you."
The moment he closed his eyes, Du Ze heard someone sigh. The silly, cute reader's first reaction was to be happy – look what he heard, a wild person asking for directions had appeared – but once he understood the meaning of the sentence, all that was left was shock.
Du Ze took a short and convulsive breath. His whole body was as tense as a stone. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person who had come. The moment he saw the other party clearly, Du Ze couldn't believe his eyes. It was as if lightning had exploded on top of his head, or as if he had been struck on the head. The person in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.
In the pure white space, 'that person' stretched out his hand to greet Du Ze.
"Nice to meet you, High One. I am the God of Creation of this world."
When he heard that name, Du Ze felt as if he had been pricked by a sharp needle. His whole body went numb. The person in front of him who claimed to be the God of Creation had short black hair, a sweater, a white shirt, and black trousers. He wore a pair of rimless glasses and a blue hearing aid – Du Ze felt as if he was looking at another version of himself in this world!
"Don't worry about it." The God of Creation seemed to be very familiar with Du Ze's stupor. She pointed to herself and said, "I do not have a fixed appearance and appearance. I usually mirror your image."
— Damn, that scared the hell out of me! In an instant, Du Ze's heart was filled with "F * ck". He almost thought that he had some kind of relationship with the God of Creation, or that his father and the God of Creation had some kind of relationship that was unfair to his mother. But the fact was that the God of Creation was a High, Level, Mirror!
Finally know the truth of my tears fall down.
After the initial shock, a certain silly, cute person realized that the setting of "God of Creation = Isometric Mirror" was actually quite logical. As the original God who created the whole world, the God of Creation in "Mixed Blood" had no sense of existence. There was no statue, no Temple, and there was pitifully little information. Now that he had seen the God of Creation, Du Ze understood what was going on. Without a fixed image, it was impossible to build a statue of the God of Creation. Without a statue, it was impossible to build a temple to store information. In this way, the information about the God of Creation was naturally only a legend.
Do you know how hard it was for this young man to find information about you?
Du Ze stared blankly at the guy in front of him who looked like the God of Creation. Perhaps because of this, Du Ze felt that he didn't have a social barrier – facing a reflection of himself in the mirror, who could be cold? Because of the terrible visual impact from the beginning, a certain silly, cute person was not so surprised by the appearance of the God of Creation. Compared with why he met the God of Creation, Du Ze was more concerned about the situation on Xiu's side. Wasn't the God of Creation in front of him the best person to ask?
"What happened to Xiu?"
Hearing Du Ze's question, the God of Creation didn't answer. Instead, he threw a question at him: "What happened?"
Ah, the God of Creation doesn't know what's going on over there?
The God of Creation saw Du Ze and was slightly stunned. His face, which was exactly the same as Du Ze's, showed a self-deprecating expression.
"The God of Creation is omniscient and omnipotent." The God of Creation said in a chanting tone: "Every creature – including you – thinks so, but I am just a prisoner now."
He spread out his hands, as if introducing his cell to Du Ze, showing off the pure white surroundings.
"I've been locked up here, seeing nothing and doing nothing – except waiting for my death."
Du Ze's intuition told him that the God of Creation was not lying, but he couldn't help retorting: "You just said that the 'God of Light' should have killed me earlier." If he didn't know what happened, why would the God of Creation know that he died at the hands of the God of Light and say something like regret?
"That's because I can't get out of here, so I can only do what I want with the help of others. The God of Light is my best chess piece. He has my scepter, and I can tell him what needs to be done through the artifact. " The God of Creation looked at Du Ze and inferred from Du Ze's previous words: "So you were killed by the God of Light? You just asked about Xiu's situation. It seems that you suffered a fatal attack together. "The God of Creation seemed to be quite familiar with the God of Light's style of doing things. "I think I probably know the cause of your death – the God of Light used 'Verdict', right?"
Du Ze nodded involuntarily as he listened to the God of Creation describe 'Verdict' in an admiring tone: "'Verdict' is a real artifact. It can transform the user into pure attack energy. The more you sacrifice it, the stronger it becomes. When you completely sacrifice the user, you will have unparalleled power. This is the most suitable weapon for the celestials. Before I gave the scepter to the God of Light, if the God of Light did not have 'Verdict', he could only be a mouse played by the Devil God Baal in battle, unable to cause the slightest harm. "
"But this is not the most powerful thing about 'Verdict'. The real terrible thing about 'Verdict' is that it has rules." The God of Creation and Du Ze looked at each other. "Do you know 'rules'?"
Du Ze nodded, then shook his head again. At first glance, he had a lot of concepts about 'rules' in his mind, but when he really wanted to elaborate, he couldn't find any words to describe 'rules'.
"The birth and death of living beings, the alternation of day and night, these are the rules that keep them going." The God of Creation understood Du Ze's meaning and began to explain the rules to Du Ze: "It is the order of the world, the eternal law of everything. We must abide by it. Even if we don't want to, the rules will force us to abide by it. This coercion is inviolable and cannot be resisted. " In order to let Du Ze better understand what he was saying, the God of Creation gave an example: "Suppose there is a 'you can't see me' rule. Even if you and I are separated by only a wall, you will never see me. The rules may set a small stone on the way to find me, so that you will fall and bleed or even lose consciousness. If I come to find you, there will be a kind-hearted passerby who will save you before I see you … In this way, we will miss each other countless times, always following the 'you can't see me' rule – we think it is fate, but it is actually the result of the rules. "
Du Ze listened in a daze. The rules that the God of Creation mentioned were not only rules to be obeyed, but also a mysterious existence. It had its own operating mechanism, just like the Heavenly Axiom that the people of the Celestial Empire often talked about, the Gaia that created balance, and the results in the law of causality — before this, he had already peeped into the rules many times, and the Plot Gods that he had ridiculed were actually part of the rules.
"The rule of adjudication is absolute, so no one can avoid its attack." The God of Creation's eyes swept over Du Ze. "If the sacrifice is strong enough, the [Judgement]'s attack will cause all the targets to die."
For a moment, Du Ze's heart sank as if it was filled with cold lead. A chill of fear spread through his body. He had always hoped that he would get lucky because the first rule of the protagonist's law is that the protagonist will not die. In order to develop the plot, the protagonist will always survive in a variety of incredible ways, no matter what kind of melodramatic cruelty he suffers. But it will also be broken, and one of the reasons is the story's finale. If it was any other author, Du Ze would not have worried about this at all, but the author of "Mixed Blood" was Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, the one who sold the protagonist and cheated the readers! Du Ze was not sure if Yi Ye Zhi Qiu would set up an ending that would make the readers want to go to his house and hang themselves. The author's moral integrity has long been determined to be negative. According to the God of Creation's words, once the rules (plot) are set, they will always run toward the predetermined result. Just like how Xiu destroyed the elves and attacked the Sky City, the plot will always unfold in the direction written by the author.
The God of Creation stared at Du Ze's pale face. The black-haired young man in front of him had no expression on his face. He could only capture the other person's mood through some small changes. The change in his countenance just now was the most emotional he had ever seen him.
It was not because of his own death, but because he was afraid of that person's death. Although he had already learned about the relationship between the two people from the God of Light, the God of Creation still felt unhappy when he saw it.
"You don't have to worry about Xiu." The God of Creation said to Du Ze: "That person will not die."
He was not comforting Du Ze, he was just trying to carry on the conversation.
"The world has made the rule that 'Xiu cannot die'." The God of Creation's expression was one of pity and sarcasm. "Compared with the rules of the world, what are the rules of adjudication?"
The ups and downs of life were nothing more than this. Du Ze wanted to cry bitterly for the author's rare conscience. The Moe Lord was already suffering enough, he didn't want to deal a fatal blow at the end. After learning that Xiu's protagonist's law still existed, some silly Moe Lord completely relaxed and began to concentrate on facing the God of Creation. In the previous dialogue, the God of Creation directly named the God of Light as his "pawn." Although the conjecture about the God of Light and the God of Creation was confirmed, Du Ze was not happy at all because it meant that it was not only the God of Light who wanted to kill Xiu, but also the God of Creation.
"You want to … kill Xiu."
"Yes." The God of Creation calmly admitted. He looked at Du Ze. Although Du Ze's expression did not change, the God of Creation, who had been carefully observing, was keenly aware of Du Ze's alertness, which exacerbated his unhappiness.
"You shouldn't regard me as an enemy because you and I are on the same side."
The God of Creation suddenly came very close. Du Ze saw a face like his constantly enlarging in front of his eyes, and he could even feel the other's cold breath on his skin.
"In this world, I am the person closest to you."
The two men faced each other, only separated by a thin line. The God of Creation's sharp eyes were firmly locked on Du Ze, and his tone was full of complex emotions.
"Do you know why you came to this world?"
Du Ze took a step back subconsciously, avoiding the aggressiveness of the God of Creation. When he broke the scepter of the God of Light, he had heard the same question from the same person. At that time, he didn't have time to think much about it, and he had a kind of inertia: Time travel is an unscientific thing, does it need a reason or an explanation?
Although he stepped back, Du Ze did not avoid the God of Creation's eyes. The God of Creation hinted to him the existence of the inside story. Even if he smelled a trap, he must jump into the trap and figure it all out.
"Why?"
"This is what I want to talk to you about, about you, about me, about Xiu, about the rules, about the world." The God of Creation sighed. "I know you have a lot of questions, but I also have a question to ask you … from above."
Above …?
Before Du Ze could understand the meaning, the God of Creation began to narrate: "Where should I start … Let's start from the beginning."
The God of Creation asked Du Ze, "What do you think the God of Creation is?"
"… The God who created the world."
Because the question was so simple, Du Ze paused for a moment before answering. Hearing Du Ze's answer, the God of Creation showed an indescribable expression.
"At the beginning, I also thought that I was the God who created the world, and that everything in the world was made by me. I had this belief and had no doubt about it – until one day, I witnessed a birth. The orc struggled in a pool of blood, exhausted all his strength to give birth to two children and died. When I saw all of this, I thought that compared to me, these creatures were really too insignificant. Just creating a few new lives had already exhausted their own lives. "
"Based on this pride, I planned to create a new mother for the two orc cubs – this was not difficult for me, who 'created all things'." The God of Creation stopped here. Du Ze was stunned. He saw the God of Creation's face sink, and a vague conjecture emerged in his heart: Could it be …
"I can't do it." The God of Creation said depressingly: "I can resurrect the orc, but I can't create another orc out of nothing – I am the God who created all things, but now I can't even create a living creature. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"This made me panic. I began to desperately recall my memories, trying to remember how I created this world. Do you have memories of infancy … You can't remember, right? It's the same for me. The more I think about it, the more blurred my memories become. It was as if the moment I became conscious, I was already standing in this world. This is permissible for others, but not for me, because I am the God of Creation who 'created the world', the 'source' of this world. "The God of Creation took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing some dark thoughts. "At that time, I discovered that although I was the God of Creation, my memory did not have the process of creating this world. There was only the idea that 'this world was created by me.' In order to confirm or dispel this contradiction, I began to try to create a world – the reverse side of the continent was a semi-finished product. "
So the reverse side of the continent was this guy's masterpiece! At this time, Du Ze deeply understood what it meant to say that the evil done by the ancestors would be the ones to suffer. Thinking of the extreme escape in the black rain, some stupid, cute person wanted to slap the face of the "ancestor" opposite him.
I'm not asking you to create a beautiful Eden, but at the very least, you should be able to take care of those Elemental Storms that are as destructive as naughty kids! = Utensils =
The God of Creation did not notice the anger in Du Ze's heart and continued to speak. "Although I made the reverse side of the continent, it was not creation, but 'transportation'. I just transferred some of the original elements of the Chaos Continent to the destination, and then used magic to compress those elements into a solid body – even an ordinary lower god can do this. At that moment, I found that I was actually just a relatively powerful ordinary god, not the only god who could create all things. "
The God of Creation stared at Du Ze. "If it were you, how would you feel?"
If he were the God of Creation, Du Ze thought, his first reaction would be that he had been brainwashed and his existing memories and cognition were all false.
The God of Creation did not want to get an answer from Du Ze. He seemed to have been suppressed for too long and just needed an audience to listen to him.
"I began to doubt my own consciousness. In order to find clues to my 'true self', I searched the entire Chaotic Continent, only to discover a terrible fact: all the objects with consciousness in the Chaotic Continent, whether living or dead, regarded me as the 'God of Creation' from the bottom of their hearts and were in awe of me."
The God of Creation's voice became softer and softer, as if he was talking about a secret that could not be said. Once it was too loud, it would disturb some terrible existence.
"So I realized that the world was being manipulated. There was a powerful existence beyond my imagination. It was the real creator and manager of the world. In order to obey its will, the rules were born from the world. Under its will, everyone has their own position, and my position is the 'God of Creation'. That's all. "
Even Du Ze, who was habitually expressionless, couldn't help but be moved at this moment. He looked at the God of Creation with admiration in his eyes. He was not a person from the novel, so he naturally knew what all this was. But the God of Creation, as a character in the novel written by Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, was able to discover it to this point. He could only be called a bug.
Seemingly enjoying Du Ze's gaze, the God of Creation smiled and continued to explain his discovery: "'It' is not the only one. I also found many similar existences, but those existences are only observing the world. Only 'it' has the authority to manage the world. However, no matter which side it is, for this world, it is an unimaginable higher plane of life. "
Before Du Ze could avoid it, the God of Creation had already reached out and touched Du Ze's face. He stared at Du Ze without blinking, his eyes filled with a kind of confusion and obsession for the perfect substance. "Obviously, it is no different from us. It is even weaker than the ordinary creatures of this world, but it is a higher level of life than this world. You don't need to abide by the rules. You can understand everything in this world. The influence of this world on you can only last for one day. "
Thank you for explaining the origin of the zero-point restoration, but a gentleman uses his mouth and not his hands. If you do this, can we still be happy friends?
"Let go."
The God of Creation stared at Du Ze's cold expression. Perhaps because of some scruples and awe, he slowly let go of his fingers and then resumed the topic as if nothing had happened.
"We just talked about the 'truth of the world' – only I discovered this truth. In the eyes of other creatures, they can have unknown and limitations, because they are not the top gods of this world. Naturally, they are not omniscient and omnipotent. Therefore, they will never find out that there is a higher level of existence above this world. " The God of Creation said: "It is probably because I discovered the 'truth of the world'. Since then, I have been able to vaguely feel its consciousness. In order to build a good relationship with it, I began to take the initiative to help it do things: it wanted to weaken the demons, so I intervened in the battle between the God of Light and the Demon God Baal; it wanted to weaken the elves, so I induced the elves to throw their feelings to the Tree of Life; it wanted to destroy the gnomes, so I gave the Wheel of Time to the gnomes … "
Du Ze listlessly listened to the God of Creation talk about all the things he had done, some of which he knew, some of which he did not. All the bosses behind the scenes have a talkative attribute. If they don't reveal their dark secrets, they won't feel comfortable. The God of Creation also inherited this fine tradition, so Du Ze was honored to learn all the hidden plots of "Mixed Blood." Although there were some spoilers, these dark secrets also solved one of Du Ze's doubts. Before, when he learned about some of the deeds of the God of Creation, he couldn't figure it out. It was obviously the God who created the world. Why did the God of Creation use tricks to make all races go extinct? Now everything made sense. The God of Creation was only a "nominal" God of Creation. Everything he did was to please the real master of the world.
"… In the seventh era, I found that it began to pay attention to one person." The God of Creation said until the end. He saw that Du Ze's eyes were covered with a layer of black light. "Yes, it was Xiu."
Is the main point finally coming? Du Ze fell into a subtle state of excitement. He was both excited and uneasy about the truth.
"He is very special. He is the only mixed-blood of the eight races in the Chaos Continent. I am very curious, so I have been paying attention to him, watching him gradually grow, watching him awaken his bloodline … watching him ascend to the Sky City. "
Sky City? Does it refer to the part where Xiu led the demons to attack the Sky City? Du Ze's heartbeat gradually sped up. He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but this was the last chapter of "Mixed Blood" he saw before he crossed over.
"Even though he was attacked by a rule weapon, he still survived and became even more powerful." The God of Creation's tone changed a little. "Through the ruling, I was able to glimpse the powerful rule it set on that person and discovered the terrible future it was brewing – it wanted Xiu to become the Supreme God."
"Do you know what this means –" The God of Creation's voice rose sharply, full of anger and grief. "It means that I must die!"
The God of Creation's words exploded in Du Ze's mind, shaking his thoughts into pieces. The God of Creation looked at the dazed Du Ze and laughed, his expression full of helpless sadness.
"The Supreme God, the supreme God. If the 'God of Creation' had always existed, no matter how supreme the later generations were, they could not be compared with the original God who 'created the world'. And in this world, apart from the God of Creation, which other god's godhood is worthy of the position of the Supreme God? "
Du Ze unconsciously swallowed his saliva. He looked at the God of Creation and couldn't say anything.
"The God of Light is only afraid of being robbed of his position, but I am afraid of being robbed of my life." The expression of the God of Creation returned to calmness. That kind of silence was not so much because she was no longer angry, but because she was so angry that there was nothing left. "For it, I am the best material to make that person."
The God of Creation said to Du Ze: "Do you think I will sit still and wait for death?"
No. Du Ze's heart was bitter and astringent. He finally knew why the God of Creation wanted to kill Xiu, but he could not find anything to blame.
"I don't want to die, so I have to do something. As I said before, once the rules are set, they cannot be violated. That person must be erased from the world before it sets the rules for him. So I used the wheel of time, but at most, I could only go back to the time when that person was being chased. " The God of Creation sighed: "The law of time is one of the fundamentals of the world. The rules do not allow anyone to touch it. Once found, they will be erased. Even I can only reverse it once with the wheel of time. "
Even though he knew that the Moe Lord had been living well, Du Ze could not help but break into a sweat. The God of Creation almost killed Xiu before he was born.
"Even though I knew it was impossible, I still tried a lot, but I still could not kill that person under the protection of the rules. If this went on, I could only watch that person grow up and then take my godhood. " The God of Creation said: "Then I began to think, since the people of this world can't do it, then –"
The God of Creation stared at Du Ze. Du Ze was familiar with that kind of gaze because the God of Light had also looked at him with the same kind of enthusiasm. The other side's eyes were obviously very hot, but Du Ze could only feel cold at the moment. He listened to the God of Creation's words and a chill rose from the soles of his feet, as if his brain was frozen.
"– I can only let someone outside this world kill him."
At that moment, Du Ze's heartbeat stopped and his face turned pale because of the spasms of his heart. He didn't want to hear the God of Creation's next words, but the other side's words drilled into his ears, stinging him with pain.
"Do you now know why you came to this world?"
"…"
– Yes.
He had never been clearer than at this moment about the reason he came to "Mixed Blood."
Eric wanted him to kill Xiu, the God of Light wanted him to kill Xiu. He had heard many similar words, but none of them were as real as the God of Creation's words.
Du Ze closed his eyes, as if he could not bear it and felt suffocated.
As the God of Light said, he came to this world for only one purpose: to kill Xiu.
Du Ze's silence made the God of Creation feel happy. This man finally had some awareness of his own position. They were never enemies, but contractors who stood on the same side.
"You are a higher existence than this world, so naturally you don't have to abide by the rules of this world. So the key is how to invite you here. This is not a big problem for me – at least it is much simpler than killing that man. When I discovered 'it', I tried to go to the higher plane, but it seems that because I don't have some kind of 'qualification', I can't enter the higher plane where you are. So I changed the direction of my thinking. If I can't go to the higher plane, then I can summon a life from the higher plane. From then on, I began to study how to summon a life from the higher plane. I did this research for hundreds of millions of years and barely completed the summoning array. I didn't expect it to come in handy in this situation. "
Du Ze seemed numb. He could neither speak nor have the strength to do so. He could only listen to the God of Creation describe the summoning process.
"Next is the choice of the object of the summoning. 'It' wants Xiu to become the Supreme God, so naturally, 'it' cannot be summoned. Besides, 'it' is the ruler of this world, so the probability of failure is also the highest. Even if I summon it, it is also a problem to make 'it' listen to me. So I decided to summon another life from the higher plane and completed the summoning array when that man escaped into the Lost Land. "
Lost Land … The familiar name brought Du Ze back to his senses a little. He remembered a teenager holding a small yellow book standing in the open field and staring at the two moons above his head. It was obviously a somewhat funny picture, but now that he thought about it, it was so warm that it made people want to smile.
In fact, the reason for his transmigration was not important. At least he came to this world and then met the person he liked the most.
Du Ze no longer entangled in the meaning of his transmigration and listened attentively to the God of Creation.
"The summoning process went smoothly, but there was an accident. The summoning of a higher life exceeded the bottom line of the rules. At the end of the summoning, I did not even see the object of the summoning – that is, you. I was forcibly imprisoned here and could no longer directly intervene in the Chaos Continent." The God of Light stared at Du Ze with a complicated expression. "At that time, I wasn't really worried, because before the summoning, in order to achieve my goal, I added a summoning condition to the array: the summoned higher being should have the same thoughts as me – that is, I want Xiu to die."
Thump. Du Ze's heart jumped heavily. He remembered something and came to a very funny conclusion: although he did not know the specific summoning mechanism of the God of Creation, according to the words of the God of Creation, he was chosen because he had published a negative review in "Mixed Blood" in order to change the author's mind.
[… Such a garbage protagonist should just die. He's not even as good as the previous Holy Mother.]
Even though he had been annoyed with his anti-fan behavior countless times before, this time, Du Ze was sincerely glad.
Fortunately, it was him. Fortunately, the God of Creation summoned him to kill Xiu.
"Everything went well. You met in my temple." The God of Creation stared at Du Ze unwillingly: "But I didn't expect you to not kill him!"
At that time, the God of Creation realized that something had gone wrong. He was locked up by the rules and could only communicate with the Chaos Continent through his artifact. Therefore, the God of Creation asked the God of Light to pick up Du Ze on his behalf. He specifically told the God of Light that as long as Du Ze could kill Xiu, no matter what Du Ze asked, the God of Creation must satisfy him – such abundant conditions, as long as a normal person would agree. However, the God of Creation did not expect that they would miss Du Ze again and again. When the God of Light finally contacted Du Ze, Du Ze did not hesitate to refuse. The God of Creation wanted to talk directly to Du Ze, but the rules restricted him. If he said too much, his artifact would be destroyed. He had no ability to summon another life from the higher plane. Even if Du Ze seemed to be a little different from what he imagined, he could only pin all his hopes on Du Ze.
"Why didn't you kill him?" The God of Creation looked very calm, but if you look closely, you will notice that under that calmness, there is a deep resentment. "My summoning array is not wrong – didn't you want that man to die in the higher plane? Why didn't you kill him? Why did you save him instead? "
In the face of the God of Creation's questioning, Du Ze pressed his earphones and said very softly: "Because … this young man is a black fan."
Black the author, the protagonist, the readers, and you, the villain, are also involved.
"Black … Fan?" The God of Creation murmured the word, his tone full of confusion and puzzlement.
The God of Creation could not have imagined that the person he had recruited into this world not only did not hate Xiu, but was also a brain-dead fan with a social disorder. If any normal person came to this world, they might be moved by the conditions promised by the God of Creation. When they were bitten back by Xiu, they might take revenge on Xiu. When they saw the benefits of Xiu as the protagonist, they might want to replace Xiu as the protagonist. However, Du Ze was a hopelessly stupid reader. His social disorder made it impossible for him to integrate into this world quickly. His stupidity made him firm in his identity as a reader. When all this was broken by Xiu, he had already put the Moe Lord in his heart.
"There was a black fan reader who liked a novel very much. In order to attract the attention of the author, he left a comment saying, 'I hope the protagonist dies.'" Du Ze's slow and flat voice echoed in the pure white space, as if he was telling an ordinary story. "The villain in the novel was aware of the comment and in order to kill the protagonist, the villain pulled the reader into the novel."
The God of Creation's eyes widened as he stared at the black-haired young man opposite him. His lips opened and closed several times, and his voice seemed to come from centuries away.
"I'm a reader."
No one stopped Du Ze from telling the final truth because the two people present more or less understood the "truth of the world."
"This world is a novel."
– The "world" is a novel, "it" is the author, the "rules" are the plot, Xiu is the "protagonist," and the God of Creation is the "villain."
As a reader, Du Ze stood opposite the God of Creation and told the truth of the world in such an ordinary way.
At that moment, the whole space – no, it should be said that the world trembled. Du Ze's words seemed to have hit the root. The trembling could even make people feel the fear and uneasiness of the world when its shell was broken and its foundation was exposed. The God of Creation froze. When he heard Du Ze's words, his first reaction was that it was absurd. However, the trembling world told the God of Creation that he was the most absurd one!
"This world … is … a novel …?"
The expression of the God of Creation at this moment was indescribable. It was a twisted smile of hope and despair, a mixture of luck and misfortune. It was as if he had discovered the greatest truth but felt that not knowing the truth might be better.
"I am … a character in a novel …? Or … a villain? "The twisted smile of the God of Creation became more and more ferocious. "That man is the protagonist, and because of this … I must be his stepping stone?"
"– I am not willing!!!"
The God of Creation grasped Du Ze's hand tightly, his eyes glowing with a cold and paranoid light.
"You go and kill him! As long as one day later, all the harm you have suffered in this world will be cleansed – "
The God of Creation's words were abruptly cut off. Du Ze's body overflowed with a little light and was about to take the black-haired youth away. Seeing all this, the God of Creation's laughter seemed to be broken.
"Ha – there is no need to wait until midnight. That man can already resurrect you." Even though Du Ze's body gradually disappeared as the light drifted out, the God of Creation's hand was still as cold and firm as an iron clamp on Du Ze. "You want glory, splendor, wealth, or to become a ruler." The God of Creation said word by word: "No matter what your request and wish, I will satisfy you, as long as you kill him!"
Du Ze opened his mouth: "No …"
"Don't refuse me!!!" The God of Creation shouted, interrupting Du Ze. "You are the one I summoned to kill Xiu. In this world, the one you should refuse the most is not me!"
"… I have only one wish."
Without waiting for the God of Creation to be happy, Du Ze looked away, his voice gentle and his words cruel.
"I want to stay with him all the time."
"Ha … ha … ha …" A broken laughter drifted from the God of Creation's throat. The smile on the God of Creation's face was mixed with indescribable malice. He stared at Du Ze as if he wanted to drag the other person into a bottomless purgatory. "That's impossible. Have you forgotten that you were summoned by me?"
The God of Creation smiled and pronounced Du Ze's death sentence word by word.
"As soon as I die, you will disappear from this world."
What … what …?
Du Ze's pupils shrank sharply. He was hit by the God of Creation's words. The uneasiness that he had deliberately ignored was like a dam bursting.
He will … disappear?
Seeing Du Ze's pale face, the God of Creation's voice was as sweet as poison mixed with sugar. "You don't want to disappear, right? Then hurry up …"
"I like Xiu –"
Du Ze's voice was soft and a little weak, but it made the God of Creation's voice stop abruptly. Du Ze did not care about the God of Creation's gaze and continued to confess: "– I also like 'Mixed Blood.'"
"This is a novel with Xiu as the protagonist. Even if I disappear, the novel will continue; but if Xiu disappears, my favorite novel will end."
The God of Creation stood there like a piece of wood. He stared at Du Ze, completely unable to understand the gentle and soft expression on the face of the man opposite him.
"I will not kill Xiu."
Du Ze looked at the God of Creation, serious as if he had made a promise to his whole life.
"Whether in the past, present, or future."
At this point, the God of Creation understood that whatever he said was useless.
The drifting specks of light melted into the pure white. The God of Creation put down his hand. He could no longer catch Du Ze – just like he had always been, he had never really caught the black-haired youth in front of him.
"… Why do you like him?"
In the end, the God of Creation still asked unwillingly: "For you, we are just 'words'."
"You actually fell in love with a fictional character?"
The moment before disappearing, Du Ze turned his head slightly, his hair covering his expression. He could only see that the black-haired youth's pale lips seemed to be slightly curved.
"Do readers need a reason to like the protagonist?"
The author has something to say: This is an ordinary novel where the reader is the reader, the protagonist is the protagonist, the author is the author, and the villain is the villain.
I hope that no matter what novel it is, everyone can like the protagonist and also like the author a little bit, because that person is usually in a state of unrequited love ~
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