Mr. Zero has always had a habit of taking a lunch break.

He rested after lunch, trying to get a short sleep.

In the stupor of not falling asleep and waking up, Mr. Zero felt the change in the atmosphere.

A peaceful nap time – maybe that's how it should be. But the atmosphere gradually slipped in an eerie direction.

When I regained consciousness, I was already in the void.

Overhead, a gorgeous starry sky surrounds you, and countless stars of different shapes are sprinkled during the period.

However, the same scene is under the feet, and the other stars are also equally gorgeous.

The brilliance of the constellation is incomparably brilliant, but from such a span of space, what is conveyed here is not dazzling.

In the midst of this brilliance, he stepped on the infinite void of disembodiment.

What happened? Mr. Zero was troubled for a moment, but he felt that the scene was so familiar.

Immediately, he retrieved some memories that had been lost in the past "changes".

So he took a step forward—forward, but it didn't seem to be going in any particular direction, just a random path to follow.

On this empty picture scroll, there is not only himself, but also a lot of light and shadow.

Mr. Zero did not hesitate at all, and when the first light and shadow came into view, he blinded himself.

"Shhh...... Pain...... It hurts......" He clutched his bleeding eyes and wailed, almost tempting to fall and roll, but it seemed that this was not the first time he had done so, and he barely endured the pain.

This is a profound lesson that was made clear when I first came here in the past, and it is also the teaching of the God I have seen.

Even though they couldn't see it, their presence was so great that Mr. Zero was still seeing them.

He felt as if he was overwhelmed, and quickened his pace as if he were about to flee, and ran forward.

Every silhouette is infinitely great, and the moment of contact cannot even be known to be wide or shaped, but after the momentary distortion, Mr. Zero feels that what he sees is a human figure that is about the same height and height as himself, and is extraordinarily beautiful. But Mr. Zero knew that it would only be "what he saw".

But these figures are incomplete, missing a part, or broken beyond recognition, or ...... It doesn't exist.

They were just standing still, and Mr. Zero's rash appearance had no effect on them. They seem to be just empty remnants.

I still see the image of a storm at the edge, but it's just still.

He wandered directionlessly, not knowing the passage of time, until he reached the end of a certain place.

In the silence of nothingness, Mr. Zero hears the presence of ordinary voices.

So he stopped and turned to the god who had stayed here.

He can't see the God he should see. But he knew He was supposed to be here.

"Yo, Mr. Zero, long time no see. Please take two steps forward. A young voice could be said to be a little immature.

"......" walked forward without a word, and then his eyes saw again.

He was already standing outside a certain line, and the afterimage would no longer be a danger to him, so God restored sight to this blind eye—the blindness was also due to the call of the gods.

A young boy is in front of him. He curled up in a very cute position in the corner of the couch, chewing on something, staring intently at the TV on the other side.

Don't look directly at God—but God wants people to look straight at him, so man can look straight at him. The laws of the gods may affect the gods as well, but they will never bind the gods.

Mr. Zero doesn't know what TV is, but he doesn't have much interest in knowing, and it can't be realized in his own world anyway - if it does, he will naturally have the opportunity to understand, and it will not be bad this time.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa are bags of potato chips and Coke bottles.

In the middle of this gaze, God took another piece from the bag and put it into his mouth.

It looks stupid. There is nothing at all that God should be. Mr. Zero thought so.

Having said that, Mr. Zero has never understood which great deity the other party is. It's just that I'm so confused. But since I don't know, God doesn't let me know. That's what Zero thinks.

However, even among the so many different gods in the world he was in, he had never seen such a special god as he saw at this moment. Is this god so special? Or is it really the all-knowing and all-powerful "Lord" of the imagination?

"I think it's fun, and that's enough. God said, with a somewhat dazzling smile on his face. "And, just lazy. Because it doesn't matter. I'm not particularly ...... either. Well, maybe a little, but there are some gods on my level. Even God, omniscient and omnipotent, will only be close...... Omniscience may be difficult to describe, but omniscience is like another interesting question on another plane: Can God make a stone that He cannot lift?

Only the world itself is omnipotent. ”

Thou shalt not blaspheme God—but if God forgives, He forgives.

The gods cannot comprehend its sublime existence, but if the gods have the heart to make mortals understand a little, then they will understand, and there will be no other after-effects that mortals imagine.

God didn't go on to say what Zero's purpose was in coming here, so Mr. Zero turned around and looked back at the line.

The scene between the stars is still the same, but in reality everything is indistinct, and the blur seems to melt together, as if through frosted glass—in Mr. Zero's opinion, it must be like through a thick fog.

Suffice it to say that the room where the god was located was split in half by the line, half ordinary home, half of the divine void.

"It's easy for God to let me come right here. Is it so hard for me to poke myself in the eye so that I can endure great pain and be tempered?" no longer muttered in his heart, Mr. Zero said directly.

"No, it's just fun. God's gentle smile remained the same.

"......" Zero was convinced once again that this was not a god with any good intentions towards humanity.

"It's arrogant to think that one/human being is always special, Mr. Zero. Besides, I have healed you with my own hands, isn't that full of kindness? God was still staring at the boring show on TV, as if he had made up his mind not to get down to business until he finished watching TV.

However, in terms of God's performance, I am afraid that there is a possibility that he is just summoning himself for fun.

Also, you caused me to become blind, but to heal me...... However, God's thinking and view of good and evil are different from those of people, and Zero feels a little distracted.

"Thou shalt not deceive God. "God fills in for Zero. By the way, he pointed to the potato chips: "Do you want to eat them, Mr. Zero......? Let's take the human mind. And that drink too. ”

"......" picked up the chips without hesitation, but did not doubt God's Word. "Drink what you've drunk, though......"

"Ah, isn't it a very glorious thing in your culture of faith to eat what is left of God? God grinned, but got up and walked across the border and took a new drink from the fridge.

At the moment when the god crossed the line, Zero only felt as if he was seeing something, but he couldn't understand it at all.

"No, how can I say it......" Zero felt a little unable to express the strangeness in his heart.

"You don't need to explain, because I understand what you understand, and I understand what you don't. God said with a smile, handing the drink to Zero, and then glimpsed the end of the TV show.

"It's a pity that I didn't see the death of the person at the end. There was no pity in God's tone.

"Did you see the death of that man just now? The audience will think that it is the director and choreographer in the show, but they will not know that the person is really dead in reality. A weird ...... called 'Theatrical Reality' And killed innocent people. Just like the ones in your world, isn't it?"

"......" Mr. Zero silently walked to the other end of the room and opened the curtains.

Outside the window is a futuristic city, peaceful and peaceful. Mr. Zero may not know what a sense of futurism means, but the atmosphere is clear.

"It's a different world than us. Even so, is there such a strange and terrifying thing? ”

"Of course. Because I did it. ”

"Huh?"

Zero stares at the god who has been gentle, only to find Him curled up in a corner again, seemingly exhausted.

His long white hair almost covered most of his body, and it seemed impossible to distinguish even the men and women of God. But why did you subconsciously call Him a boy instead of a girl?

Mr. Zero groaned. When did you become known to everyone else as Mr. Zero?

Ah, it seems, it started with the god calling himself "Mr. Zero".

And why does God call Himself that?

The memories in my head seem to be gradually stirred into paste, and it should be a moment that is not far away, but the memories seem to be pulled out as if they are endless.

Is God the kind of God who will take the initiative to do evil deeds? Mr. Zero took a step back, but realized that his reaction didn't make any sense, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Probably not. But if there is something that needs to be done and must be done, the destruction of countless beings in billions of worlds will also be done at the snap of a finger.

Yes. Perhaps mere interest counts as well.

But on the other hand, it is possible to save one or even more people because of this, right?" God closed his eyes as if he were about to fall asleep.

It seems to be a cute scene, but under the overwhelming sense of presence, he himself hides all the impressions. Mr. Zero thought so.

"Can ...... just because of interest?

Can life be calculated in terms of mere quantity exchange?" As a human being, as a living being, Mr. Zero naturally resists such values.

"Can't life be measured in mere numbers?" God stared at zero. In a split second of eye contact, Zero seemed to catch a glimpse of the infinite world flowing through God's eyes, and even just looking at the small fragments of the reflection of this long, vast amount of information dried up Zero's mind. God seemed to realize, and everything was back to normal, recovering Zero as he was about to fall to the ground and convulse.

...... "God's perspective is different from that of mortals." Even the world in the eyes of mortal beings is probably just a speck of dust that the gods don't even bother to count. How much more about life?

Mr. Zero sighed. What God says is the truth. What can I say?

"You met those 'echoes' in the morning over there, didn't you?" said the god abruptly.

"Yes?"

"It's the shrill echo of the hated gods...... It doesn't matter though. God's gaze looked elsewhere, "Ah, what a ...... If I try to get in touch with you any longer, those guys will be in trouble with me again. So don't continue the nonsense.

What I'm trying to say is—"