129 The Creator
This question is not easy to answer, Charles was stunned, and then said, "Talent." β
In a sense, the shuttle door is indeed his "talent". But if he wanted to say what it was, he couldn't even answer.
"That's right." Chuck looked disappointed: "I thought you had a special solution." β
He seems curious about other worlds?
Charles secretly guessed, but didn't have much time to ponder, before he was caught by the next series of words.
From curiosity about other worlds, to disappointment in his own world, and even chatting, he began to complain to Charles about a series of troubles about being a god.
This god doesn't know if he really has no scheming, or if he has been too lazy to use his brain, and he does not hide his thoughts and desires between words and deeds, and sometimes some of his remarks are even naΓ―ve.
So much so that Charles gradually really relaxed.
In fact, when he just found out his true identity, he was ready to hit the streets, and it was really an accident within an accident to be able to become like this.
But it seems normal to think about it.
Although he was quite hostile to this one in the past, he never showed it. They didn't do much out of the ordinary - the two angels they killed were all brought up by them.
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"I can only say that you have to be cautious and cautious when creating, otherwise once the creation is completed, it will be difficult to take it back, and sometimes they will even bite you back."
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"When I created the angels, I just wanted them to become my guards and soldiers. But they don't think so, they disagree, they quarrel, they trivialize, they come to me and ask me about everything, they don't have any opinions about what they should have, and they are not as good as a cat, which is really annoying. β
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"The Creator needs to put all creation equal. Sometimes it's inevitable to do something bad for certain groups for the sake of the big picture, but no one can understand you. β
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"For thousands of years, there are a lot of trivial things every day, and human prayers are even more repeated over and over, complaining, appealing, wishing that I can go to heaven without doing anything, and finally I think, him, how you love it, I don't care."
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"But you see, there's not really much of a mess. It gives me a lot of time to do something I want to do...... For example, I created several earth-like worlds, several fairytale worlds, and a very interesting mysterious forest, referencing a series of horror books on the human world, and I have to say that Lovecraft is really a genius writer. β
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"But creating the world is a lot of work, and sometimes it's thankless. So lately I've been hooked on the internet for humans, surfing the internet every day, it's a lot of fun, and by the way, I've got a couple of cats, they're so cute and they're all very assertive. Maybe I'll take the time to think about creating a world ruled by cats, which would definitely be more interesting than the earth. β
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I don't know if it's because no one has been talking for a long time, or if he's essentially a talker, except for a slight interaction at the beginning, Charles has completely become a listener at other times. Listen to this god talk about all kinds of things that seem incredible to man, but in his mouth they are as ordinary as eating and drinking.
But Charles gradually became confused.
This man is very powerful, and it seems that creating a world is not a difficult thing for him to do. But listening to it, how do you feel that he has no combat power at all?
"Does he only create?"
Charles was puzzled here, and Chuck, who was full of interest across the table, suddenly stopped talking, and then under Charles's puzzled gaze, he said with a little hesitation: "Actually, I came to you this time mainly to ask you for a favor." β
"Help?"
Charles was stunned.
After coming to this world, he seems to have always belonged to the existence of a firefighter. But being asked for help by the creator of this world still left him a little at a loss.
You're so awesome, do you need my help?
"Maybe you don't understand much, but in fact I am different from you, my world, darkness and light are separated, that is, I have a sister." Chuck said, sighing, "She has a very violent personality, and many of my creations have been destroyed by her. So in the end we fell out, and I had no choice but to seal her. But the seal is not complete, and we are still intrinsically connected. β
"So?"
"Light and darkness cannot be completely separated, and at the same time they are balanced with each other."
Chuck explained: "This is the most essential order of the world, so as much light I create, there is bound to be as much darkness as I create, and I create angels, and Shadin appears with it." I built Heaven, and Hell was born, and I created Adam, the first human being, and Eve, who gave birth to monsters, popped out of his body. β
"I can create them, but I can't destroy them. In fact, due to their nature, only my sister can destroy those creations, so I can only seal them one by one in order to prevent the world from being destroyed by them. β
He concluded, looking at Charles with burning eyes, "Until I find out that you can kill those creatures once and for all." β
"So, you want me to clean it up for you...... Trash can? β
Charles asked tentatively.
"If possible, of course."
Chuck nodded, but then shook his head: "It's just that you can clean it up for me once, but you can't clean it up many times." Unless you're prepared to stay in my world forever, but I don't think you're likely to be. Of course, I would very much welcome if you wished. β
I don't want to. Shire Moran.
This world is just an excesses for him, and he is not ready to settle here.
"And what do you mean?"
"The scepter you got in Hell before, remember?" Chuck asked, seeing Charles nodding, he said, "It's called Aaron's Staff, maybe you've heard of its reputation here, but you may not know that Aaron's Staff has a trace of my fundamental power inside." β
Fundamental Strength......
Charles thought about it, and the True Eye did indicate that it was filled with the power of light, and that it had been touched by the hand of God.
So that's why I'm exposed?
He understood, and Chuck was still explaining.
"The scepter has always been in my senses, so I hurried over to you when I realized that you had taken it out of this world. Maybe you didn't think about what that meant. But I'm pretty sure that if you can take away the fundamental light here, then the darkness of the origin will naturally be okay too. β
"So?"
"So, I want you to help take my sister away." Chuck looked serious.
"Or rather, the current she."