[About rabbits, about Hoffa.] 】

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Many people who read the book have doubts and ask where Aglaia has gone. Ask why Hoffa isn't with Aglaia, Hoffa is a scumbag or something.

I didn't want to write it, after all, it's over. And the answer is in the book. But seeing so many people talking about Hofa scumbags, I was a little upset.

To be honest, as an author, I am naturally willing to give the protagonist or heroine a Good Ending, but in the same way, as an author, I also have to respect the other side of the book, that is, the "villain" Sylby.

As I wrote the last volume, I kept asking myself one more question: can the protagonist defeat the villain.

Come to think of it, the answer is no.

Because that's where Hoffa and Sylby are different, Sylby gave everything for his dreams, he was pure and free of impurities.

But Hoffa is kind, ordinary, and even normal. He couldn't destroy Chloe's soul stone, nor could he look at the world that had fallen into madness and walk away. Sylby knew this and took advantage of it as well. He defeated Hoffa.

If Hoffa's goal of defeating Sylby was just as pure, pure as destroying the Soul Stone, or walking away, then it seemed like he wasn't him anymore.

If Hoffa wasn't him, would Aglaia still love him?

I don't think so, he has always held on to the goodness of his heart, just as Sylby has stuck to that purity.

No one would want to go back fifty years more than Hoffa. There is no doubt that he will not fall in love with anyone else in this life as much as he does with Aglaia.

But he still chose to jump into Sylby's trap, chose to stay in this world, and chose to be with Miranda.

I think for him it's more out of responsibility than joy. I think this is where he transcends the ordinary as one of the heroes of a thousand faces.

And I believe that after leaving Hoffa, Aglaia will also have her own growth, will regain her former pride, regain her spirit, and her troublesome and talkative side.

And this side, once under the suppression of Hoffa, was overshadowed. After all, he is the protagonist, but for me, that kind of Aglaia is the real her, not a puppet for YY.

From this point of view, as an author, I am cruel.

I gave each of them a cruel choice.

But the real world is just as cruel, and it gives cruel choices to those who exist in it all the time.

Sacrifice one thing, get another.

Since ancient times, it has never changed.

Romain Rolland once said that there is only one kind of heroism in the world, that is, after recognizing the essence of life, still love it.

But that's exactly what "Heroes with a Thousand Faces" and even my whole book is trying to say. It's just that my technique is clumsy, and I can't explain my inner thoughts well through stories.

I admit that at the beginning, I wanted to write online articles to create some cool points for people to have fun after tea and dinner, and to make some extra money by the way, so I wrote the system and created some cool points.

But in the end, it became a book, an online article that is not a cool article.

You could say that this book is, dung, garbage.

It doesn't matter, I don't care, sometimes I also think this book is quite frustrating, inconsistent, clumsy technique, boring transition, moaning without illness, pretending to be hypocritical, etc...

But how can I not be myself?

Hahaha.

How can I write something that doesn't belong to me?

I don't know, I can't pretend.

I can't disobey the soul in my body.

So I did my best to bring you a moment in my life that I experienced.

They may be ecstasy, or dedication, madness, sudden change, reunion, or just a smile.

Did I do it?

Maybe there is, maybe not, at least I tried hard and didn't regret it.

Going back to the original question, why didn't Hoffa stay with the rabbits?

There are two answers

1, the villain is too strong, my pot.

2. He discovers something more important than love, something more important than personal romance, and after witnessing Sylby's truth, he finally grasps the mystery of flow.