Chapter 25: The Dusk Called the Tombstone

It was like a thunderbolt ringing in Russell's ears.

Russell looked at Sally Ruth in astonishment, a moment of disbelief.

Although he already had this premonition...... But Russell never imagined that Sally Ruth would say it so directly.

His brain stopped spinning in an instant, and what little reason he had left could not analyze what Sally Ruth was after.

"Yes, of course...... Fun. ”

Sally Ruth lowered her head in pleasure and whispered to Russell's skull.

She seemed to stick out her tongue and licked Russell's earlobe, but with the position of her head and the length of her tongue, it should be impossible to reach Russell's earlobe.

"Isn't the most prolific thing on your Happy Island just fun?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ As you know, I'm from Sogo. ”

Russell reluctantly responded.

"But I've always considered you my best and most precious pet."

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Sariruth sighed sadly, "I also want to keep you in a cage and play as you please...... But that would be a pity.

"After all, you're not here for this. I have stopped you, I have tempted you many timesβ€”but you have still gone to your own destiny. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ My fate? What fate? ”

"β€”β€”Those who are born to know can only be 'saints'."

Sally Russ let go of Russell and floated back a few steps slightly.

She looked at Russell, and an unruly smile appeared on her face: "Generally speaking, I never care about any savior or saint.

"But you...... It's just so much fun.

"It's a dull soul - I wonder too much to see how far you can go if you were born as a 'saint' and go through the ordeal to become a 'hero'.

"Is it possible to reinvent a world that has lost hope?

"Will it be possible to break the cage of decay?

"Can I see the Black Tower falling?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What exactly are you talking about? ”

Russell vaguely felt that he was so close to the truth.

The mentor seemed to tell a lot of amazing secrets, but he couldn't understand a single word.

The anxiety of being selectively leaked by the Riddler, and the inexplicable sense of uneasiness made him unable to help but become agitated.

The dim yellow glow that swirled in his chest flickered on and off.

"Ah, it's easier to put it."

Sariruth put her hand to her lips, and the corners of her mouth rose: "The world is hungry for a savior, so it looks through me for a savior with suitable qualifications......

"The destiny I carry is that of the 'Door Opener'...... In other words, Sarilus is the shell that I need as the 'Door Opener' to condense into the material realm. Although sweet as sugar, it is just a shell of resin dripping.

"I'm in charge of the opening of the 'door'. Among the many doors, there is a door between this world and the adjacent world.

"It was previously closed, and I decided to turn it on.

And so, the cry of the world's dying resounded through the river of dreams.

"The 'I' of the other worlds sent you here.

"But what I didn't expect was that you were the embryo of Dusk. That's so much fun, isn't it? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I still don't get it. ”

Russell shook his head and said honestly.

He asked in a deep voice, "What is dusk?" You from other worlds...... Is that my boss? ”

"I don't know what I am in other worlds.

"As for dusk...... It is a certain being that will inevitably bring the world to an end. Every dying world will give birth to the twilight of this world. It will absorb all the essence of this world and eventually burst out of the destroyed world, becoming a phenomenon that portends destruction.

That is, you are the one who is destined to destroy the world. The 'death' of this world has chosen you just ...... The Savior it desires. ”

The corners of Sallyrus's mouth rose and slowly cracked, revealing sharp teeth within.

Her blonde hair was like a living thing, like a slender worm, slowly wriggling in the light.

"Admittedly, such a world does not matter even if it is destroyed.

"But I really want to see it...... What exactly would you do?

There is no doubt that this is the paradox of the end – that the savior that the world desires is itself a symptom of the world's demise.

"Twilight as a hero...... I'm looking forward to your end. That's why I didn't imprison you with me. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I kind of get it. ”

Russell muttered softly, "Although there are still many nouns that I don't understand, I probably know what you mean."

"That is, the world has been sentenced to death, right?"

"Yes."

"And I'm the one who executes it, right?"

"Yes."

"But it doesn't want to die yet, so it begs someone to rob the Dharma field...... And the person who came in happened to be me, right? ”

"That's right."

Sariruth added, "But I don't know that the nature of twilight in your soul was there before you came into this world...... It was only created after coming to this world. I'm more inclined to the latter, but I don't rule out the former.

"If it's the former...... Then I in your world should be grateful to me. You were destined to destroy your own world, but the fact that you were sent here saved the world you were in. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It sounded like some kind of garbage. ”

Russell took a deep breath and pessimistically confirmed that he had probably really become.

Is it possible to destroy the world......

Truly.

If one's spiritual energy is out of control, the demons that hatch from one's soul may indeed be able to destroy the world.

Because it is a psionic ability that will never be discoveredβ€”it can imitate anyone, steal anyone's talents and minds, and become anyone's demon.

Russell's "blue shift," that is, his rationality, constrained his talents.

If his red shift breaks through to level 10 and the blue shift doesn't follow. Then, in the unbridled copying and learning, the final birth can never be a compassionate "god".

Rather, it is an epitaph that inscribes the whole world, a demon born as a "tombstone".

In Sariruth's words, it was called twilight.

That is...... Dusk called "Tombstone".

…… If anything, it may be that his talent has been distorted since he tried to imitate the essence of his previous boss.

In the words of the running group, he may have already had the ability to cast spells at that time.

Such a self is probably really thrown out as garbage......

"Don't say that."

Sally Ruth gently stroked Russell's cheek: "You are my treasure.

"It's the thing I hold dear the most......"

It is not the sight of a loved one, nor a lover.

Enthusiastic and excited...... It's like a mobile game gacha, the joy and frenzy of drawing absolute human rights.

"It turns out that I really have a problem from the very ......"

Russell took a deep breath, but felt a little relieved.

He'd been aware of the fact that something was wrong for a long time β€” and his sensitivity allowed him to understand himself just as deeply.

But he doesn't want to admit that he is a monster, but he has always deceived himself and suppressed his talent and instinct......

- Now it seems that there is no need to continue pretending.