Countless images flashed in front of me like a slideshow, and the surroundings seemed to be caught in a tunnel of time and space intertwined with light and shadow, suspended in the air under their feet, and everything around them swept away at a rapid speed, and a dull feeling arose from the chest.

By the time they landed, the two of them, who had been in the bedroom of the witch school, were now on the edge of a deserted beach.

"If the world is real, do you think it's real enough? This was before the appearance of human beings, when there were no land creatures, and there was no way to do it earlier, and the long river of time has not been recorded. ”

The wind was cold, and the voice of God Chuck sounded from beside him.

Charles did not answer, but looked at the endless ocean for a long time and could not speak.

The key is to take him to travel to many billions of years ago......

"You can walk around here and see as you like, of course, there is no need to worry about anything, although one foot may step on the ancestors of mankind, but in fact the river of time will correct all mistakes, it is like a river that flows slowly without an end, the water at the beginning has been dead and silent, and only those who flow in the front will gradually make waves. Therefore, history may be rewritten within a hundred years of contemporary times, but this kind of too long will certainly not affect reality. ”

Chuck said to Charles like a docent.

Or is the river of time itself the reality of the world? But I don't think it is, it's just an aid to the birth of the world. I can call it a recorder of my creations. ”

"Is there a physical river of time?"

"Entities? What do you mean...... Not really, it's like a trace of the world, everywhere, but you need some permission to get in. ”

Charles nodded thoughtfully, staring at an ugly-looking black fish emerging from the water.

Of course, he didn't think this thing was real, but just curious.

Before the birth of land life, sea life has just landed?

"You don't think this is the place you're looking for, you don't think so." Chuck had been observing the "peer" who didn't seem to be very familiar with the business, and while he seemed interested in the area, he apparently didn't pay much attention to it.

So Chuck said, "I always thought that my sister and I were the most real, that I created the world, and that she was good at destruction, and that she was originally just two of us thinking beings. ”

That's what I thought. Charles thought to himself.

Unfortunately, no.

It's a bit of a pity, but it's also a blessing, after all, if this god is really the target, then he seems to have no chance of winning with his current strength.

……

After a long stop at the beach, the two left the place.

After another chaotic shuttle, they returned to the witch school.

"Nothingness, perhaps?"

Chuck muttered, the hand on Charles' shoulder that didn't let go, but just kept it. So in the blink of an eye, Charles found himself in a strange world in the darkness of time again.

It is really pitch black, up and down, left and right, front and back.

Nothing but him and Chuck. There are no buildings, no living things, and certainly no air.

A faint white glow surrounded Charles and Chuk, avoiding the erosion of the inexplicable substances around them.

"The only thing I fear is here, except for death. You can take a closer look, but in reality we need to hurry. ”

He whispered to Charles. However, Charles only shook his head.

The True Eye suggests that this place is called the Land of Nothingness, where all things will remain. However, this place is clearly out of the world.

So Chuck took him out of the place very decisively.

After that, the two of them went to the heart of hell wrapped in raging hellfire, surrounded by clouds of countless sacred buildings.

Run to a unique place full of fairy tales, enter a rainforest full of 100-meter-high trees, and see a huge monster that is jaw-dropping.

However, the journey is not so much a search for authenticity as a sightseeing trip.

Chuck's purpose was clearly not just to help find Charles's goal, but also to satisfy his own show-off.

That's right. While it is surprising that a god has this kind of mentality, Charles can actually feel it.

This is not surprising, after all, according to him, Charles has been the only guest in his world for all these years.

Of course, he really didn't know what Charles was looking for. After all, in his understanding, the reality of the world seems to be more qualified than him.

The two spent a day searching, but there were still no clues.

So they sat on a bench in Times Square in New York, watching the glow of the setting sun behind them, bored watching the endless flow of people around them.

"Actually, I think everything around here is real. You see, the Internet, clothing, technology, all kinds of food, the creativity of human civilization is amazing, and without them, my world would not be so colorful...... Although sometimes I find these humans annoying. “

Chuck's voice was undisguised, causing a black guy passing by to look like a fool.

"Of course, they weren't all that fun at first, I mean before I left, but with the ......"

This one said with a grateful face, Charles listened a little absent-mindedly, and his mind was still thinking about what the world was really in this world.

God is not, darkness is not, and neither is the so-called river of time.

What should it be?

Thinking about it, Charles suddenly had an idea: "Your creation...... I mean, how did you create all this? ”

"This ......"

Chuck thought for a moment and raised his hand to pat Charles on the shoulder, "Follow me." ”

Before he could finish speaking, everything around him suddenly changed and became a study.

The fireplace flame burns silently, giving off a warm scent. The shelves are filled with books, and the abundant sunlight shines through the cross window on the wall in the deep wall of the study, and the desk near the window is dappled.

"It's usually here when I create, of course, it wasn't like this before, but as the saying goes, keep up with the times......"

Listening to Chuck's sentimental words, Charles glanced at the study, but his eyes suddenly fell on the desk.

Or rather, the typewriter on the desk.

The brown and yellow wooden shell and the metal keycaps are quite regular in English. It looks weird and full of Westernization,

"Can I touch it?"

He pointed to the thing. Try to make your tone appear calmer so as not to expose your nervousness.

"Absolutely." Chuck shrugged his shoulders.

This typewriter was actually a tool to assist him in his creation.

In the early years, he relied on a mouth to activate his ability, but then he felt that it was too inefficient, so he became a twig, then a pen, and then a typewriter.

He had thought about updating to a computer, but because of this outsider, Chuck was attracted to it and didn't pay much attention to it.

And although this typewriter belongs to a special kind of "creation artifact", the origin of creation is still the power under his control, so in fact, he does not think that this thing will be the reality of the world that Charles is looking for.

In reality, however, it is.

Walking closer to the desk, the sun shining from the window, Charles raised his hand to touch, and the real eye hint floated in front of him.

……

[You have touched the truth of the world (story), your third shuttle door opening progress (1/1)]