Life, maybe that's it, we keep making choices, before we decide, we never know if we will regret this choice, and then we keep repeating, constantly choosing, constantly regretting, again and again.

We always hope that the next choice will be good and we will not regret it, but when we look back, who can really not regret it. Because on this road of life, there are too many choices, too temptation, too much dissatisfaction, so I will regret it again and again.

Li Tomb was thinking that if he really made another choice at the beginning, chose to disappear, chose not to become Li Tomb, did not try to be a person, did not try to become a part of her life, would he regret it.

He didn't know the answer, but he thought he did.

"So, so be it. At least we have lived, loved, hated, despaired, and hoped like human beings, whether it is good or bad, it is our own choice after all. ”

"No, I don't want to end, I'm not done yet."

He looked up and watched him melt into his tears, the endless light began to dissipate, the whole tomb began to shake and begin to collapse, he saw countless people still fighting in this collapsed tomb, the desire for new life brewing in the light and shadow of destruction.

He could see the remnants of the ancient gods fighting with the nobles, some of them might die here, some of them might survive, but they were all just making their own choices, a final choice.

On this road of life, everyone is constantly hurrying, looking for a way out, looking for occasional satisfaction in endless disappointment, maybe only in sleep can they get rid of this sober suffering, but since they have not given up. And how could he give up.

If this is the final ending, he doesn't want this ending, if he must regret it, then he would rather taste this regret, even if it is again and again, it doesn't matter. In the light and shadow of destruction, in this collapsed tomb, he looked back, along the way, he made choices again and again, and regretted again and again.

What the hell is he after!

Extraordinary powers, even if they are comparable to gods, but after all, he just wants to be a human being, so those powers. Those greatness have nothing to do with him, he is still as fragile as a mortal, regretting in his choices again and again.

He saw those people fighting in destruction, chasing eternal opportunities, but who could really change the length of this life, who could truly know how terrible eternity is, who could truly understand that choice is often crueler than fate.

Maybe they get it. It's just that no one wants to throw in the towel.

He stood here, not thinking about the meaning of his existence. Maybe it's to end this universe, maybe it's to continue the existence of the next universe, but it doesn't matter, he just wants to be an ordinary person, a very simple ordinary person.

But isn't the life of ordinary people the same as the ending at such a moment?

Like it or not. After all, it was his own choice, there were regrets, but he couldn't change it, he made his own choice, he decided his own fate. Who is he to say that he will not accept it?!

He didn't know, but he didn't want to, he lowered his head and looked at his palms, and countless roars, fights, and battles could be heard in his ears.

It's all strange, he seems to be out of this world, just looking at all this coldly, he doesn't understand what these people are fighting for, he doesn't understand what these people are struggling with.

But gradually, he understood, it turned out that everyone was just making their own choices, whether it was the so-called high nobles or the so-called desolate ancient immortals, now they were just making their own choices like mortals.

In the face of real life, they are not much smarter than the so-called mortals, they are faced with the same choice, the same face of regret, whether that life is wonderful or sad, in fact, it is their own choice.

"So, I just made my own choice."

He looked at his palm with a crying smile, and the tomb spirit finally completely melted into the tears, and fell on his palm, turning into a crystal tear, laughing at his struggle and self-righteousness for so long.

He thought that he had been trying to change his fate, but it turned out that he had just made his own choice selfishly, and then let this fate be close to what he enjoyed again and again, he was actually not changing his fate, but fulfilling this fate.

Fate kissed me with pain and asked me to repay it with a song.

He didn't understand it before, but now he finally understands, it turns out that this fate has always been in the palm of his hand, he thinks he has done a lot of things and paid countless things, but it turns out that he has pushed this fate step by step to this end.

"It turns out that this is life."

He whispered, and suddenly he couldn't help laughing, laughing and laughing, and tears fell from his eyes, falling in the wind, blowing through this sadness, laughing at this fate, and losing the meaning of sadness.

It turns out that each of us is doing the same thing, and it turns out that the true meaning of life is that we have created all our destiny with our own hands, those joys, those sorrows, those pains, those regrets, and those happiness, all of which we choose.

There's no reason to complain, there's no reason to be angry, because it's all your choice.

If you can start from scratch, how much beauty should not let go!

What a beautiful regret, he seemed to have thought of it when he dreamed, but it turned out that even if he could start from scratch, he still had to come.

Because those who fantasize about what ifs can only think about what ifs.

Now it's time for him to make his choice, a final choice. Is it to cut off this path of life, not to think about anything, not to care about anything, to quietly wait for the coming of this destruction, and then to be a god in the next universe, high up, eternal and immortal, without concern, or to be a person again.

"I still have to make a choice. But actually, I already have a choice, don't I? ”

He looked at the shattered galaxy, everything began to crumble, the new world gradually brewed in the destruction, and he looked back and saw the path of life where he came.

"That's my fate."

He laughed out loud and saw that Isaac, the king of order, had an expressionless face, and cleanly killed the remnants of the three desolate ancient immortal gods, or the remnant souls of the three desolate ancient immortal gods directly chose to merge with Isaac, the king of order.

Noticing his gaze, Isaac forgot about it with a hollow gaze, and vaguely, he could see that Isaac's rotten will representing the ancient gods was gradually reborn in the order, and then he suddenly understood that the battle that had lasted for a whole era had never really ended, and it could not really end.

Maybe it can be over, as long as he chooses to give up this life path, then everything is over. But how could he, he did not hesitate to suffer in regret, how could his desperate life in pain be so easily abandoned.

Even if you know what the outcome will be, sometimes you have to move forward, because this is life, this is people's choice.

"I am Lord of order, and in the name of Isaac, I create order!"

The figure of Isaac, the king of order, grew tall and like light.

Li Tomb looked at his palms expressionlessly, understood all this, closed his eyes, as if he could see countless choices spawned into one world after another in front of him, in those worlds, it seemed that he could vaguely see what he loved, what he hated, and what he lost.

Then he let go of his hand and let his body begin to fall, towards endless destruction, and in the light of that destruction, the abyss of darkness began to shake, began to form, began to split this last light, and split the newborn universe into countless ones, deriving one universe after another.

This is his fate, but also his choice, he fell into this abyss, did not compete with the newborn gods, and did not even participate in the competition of the newborn universe, he just kept falling to the deepest part of the abyss, before the laws of the newborn universe were perfected, he kept splitting his will, and went to the newborn universe one by one to find a better ending.

If he had to choose, then this time, he gave himself countless choices, and if life was destined to regret it, then this time, he would not give himself the opportunity to regret it.

Order is God, chaos is man.

Before Isaac, the Lord of Order, exalted the throne of God, there was a man who fell into the chaos of the abyss, not for God, but as a man, a man who could make countless choices.

Immeasurable calamity, a new era, everything will be a new beginning. (To be continued.) )