Chapter 337: Rewriting History
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The real Creator finds the decaying king from God's memory and cuts her out of it, like digging out a character in its entirety from a storybook.
God's attention is not on her at the moment, and the true Creator can try to use the power of the Sea of Chaos as best he can.
The outer god dug out of her memory remained motionless, and it took a long time for her body to twist and wave, and the massive mythical creature form began to shrink towards the center, and finally became the figure of Edward Vaughn, who was most familiar to the real creator.
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The outer god took off his glasses, pressed his eyebrows with a distorted expression, and his tone seemed to carry a little hatred:
"Can you not change your mind at every turn? I've pushed back 100,000 years before I have had such a troublesome business partner as you. You said you were going to try to be God's master, I came with you to help you, you said you were going to fight God spiritually, I delayed you several times - you know you've been broken up once, and you almost gave it in vain in your dreams, and now what are you going to do? β
The True Creator says:
"Indeed, through many trials and errors with your help, I now have new ideas."
Edward put his glasses back on, unsurprised: "What? β
"Through the confrontation with God's spirit, I realized that it was impossible for me to overcome her. And even if I can achieve a temporary victory, this dream also tells me that my humanity and love are only temporary, instinct and time are forever, and that I can no longer defeat her when I become her. β
"Dreams, though, inspired me. In my previous dream, under the influence of God, my perspective also changed. β
The real creator pointed to his temple: "I think I am God who fell to the earth and then experienced all this, and the memories in the dream have many places that have been beautified and repaired by myself, and the whole is very good, but some details do not stand up to scrutiny, such as why the core plot of 'God successfully reclaimed his authority and was broken up by several angel kings' does not make sense, but the overall logic is reasonable." β
"Oh, so, I mean."
The True Creator pondered for a moment, and said in a calm tone as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water:
"Then follow this dream."
"In other words, there was no such person as the real creator from the beginning, I am God, well, after the battle with Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun who almost died at the end, with the power of the 'Hanged Man' and the 'Sun', I was sleeping in this ruin called Chernobyl, but the 'wrong' uniqueness that Tianzun gave me made me think that I was a human being...... Then I woke up and gradually withdrew my authority......"
"Wait, wait."
"No, let me finish first, if you think there are any suggestions that we can discuss later."
After being stopped, Edward had to keep her mouth shut, and although she had ten thousand words to say, she now had to look at each other with an expression that was even more indescribable. And the True Creator didn't react to such an expression, she looked like she didn't care anymore, obviously thinking about how to preserve herself to the greatest extent before accommodating the Chaos Sea, but in the blink of an eye, she abandoned her existence. She continued to slowly tell her shocking plan:
ββ¦β¦ That's it, I killed the old gods because they hindered my grazing, and I didn't raise humans because I loved people, but because humans are the most worthy species in the world, and the others have more or less shortcomings, such as elves are irritable and stupid, blood clans are dark and suspicious, and xenomorphs are pitifully few who are even sensible, and blindly believe in the gods of their own race...... And the giants and dragons have only their kings and royal cities in their hearts, and only human beings are the most worthy and suitable to be saved as sheep......"
As the real creator described, the starry sky quickly drew closer, and a blue planet appeared directly below them.
The True Creator stretched out his hand and made a motion, and a meteor-like light appeared out of thin air.
She clicked a place on the canopy of the earth, and a huge golden ball of light burning with flames suddenly appeared in the dark night sky, the starry sky trembled, and the eye-like stars avoided and faded from the light. The blood-red full moon also had to set to the west, avoiding the edge for the time being.
Sunrise in the East.
"Wake up, and then begin self-completion and salvation." She said.
The sun awoke from the corners of the planet, and countless creatures instinctively worshipped in the direction of this light in trepidation, and the sky and sea gradually dyed with a golden light.
Then, a faceless figure of light and shadow appeared in the position of the Eastern Continent, and she walked all the way, and the sun followed behind her.
This was not the same researcher who had just left Chernobyl, but a purely strange dark-haired man with eyes that shone brightly.
The True Creator touched his chin and thought for a moment, then said slowly:
Well, it's an objective choice, because God is not partial. I also chose humans because they are fertile, omnivorous, foraging and reproducing on their own, and easy to feed, and humans don't have a god of their own, so as long as I save them as I have done every time in the past, it's very simple. β
In her dreams, she had lived as a god for nearly a hundred years and could easily understand God's mind.
Then, her fingers brushed over the earth, and countless creatures fell prostrate on the ground.
Ragged human ancestors fell to their knees at her feet, worshipping the human gods with tears streaming down their faces. The Creator brought out the flaming giants from the raging lava and mountain fires, and the angel of war stepped forward in black armor to shoot down the dragon in the sky, and burned the roaring sea and the creatures in the sea dry; The circular river leads the supernatural inspired monster to the Lord, and the silver-white serpent surrounds the Creator's throne, and fate finally stands on the side of man after a long time.
The seekers who carried lanterns in the darkness to find their way saw the sun, and this is where the myth of humanity begins.
Handsome blonde young men preach to others with great enthusiasm, lowly half-blood elves sway to the eastern continents in search of power in search of power, and brass-eyed dragons fall to the ground in search of knowledge.
An immensely grand world unfolds in the hands of the true Creator.
Those who fell to their knees rose in the light of the Creator and walked into the distance, and countless city-states and buildings sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and ants built forests of life. Epic scenes gradually appeared, the heroes of mankind slowly walked up to the curtain, and the ancestors of many angels in the future have shown their extraordinary characteristics in the kingdom of the sun.
The flame of civilization is beginning to shine.
The True Creator stared at the sandbox-like world beneath him and sighed slowly. Even though she has unparalleled courage and ruthlessness in making decisions, her eyes still reveal endless reluctance and nostalgia at this moment.
"I must retract the preface, you look more like you are saying your last words now."
Edward couldn't help but speak as the true creator paused:
"So your new plan is for me to help write your new life? Let me erase the true Creator? It has always been God who has worked with meββ? Ghost stories, right? β
The True Creator paused slightly, looked at his hands with a complicated gaze, and whispered:
"How do you know I'm not God?"
"I don't remember my name, but I remember the details of my life, I remember where I was born, where I grew up, where I went to college, and then I was admitted to that graduate school because of my grades and major, but I don't remember my name - or rather, I'm wondering if the name I know really belongs to me, and who each part of my life originally belonged to."
Maybe I'm God, but I've forgotten it. Anyway, there is omniscience, so what if you forget?
All right. The outer god said, "Then isn't it a bit too much for you to conspire loudly with me in the Sea of Chaos now...... Finish? β
"It doesn't matter."
The True Creator obviously knew better than anyone else the current state of the Chaos Sea, and she shook her head: "God has fused me, and will gain my memories and my life, and she will not think that it is herself. I can't defeat her, that can't be done at all, after losing my memories and all my emotions will be dismantled and classified, God is omniscient, so I don't need to use the memories of the resurrected hand to understand the situation. β
"Rather than being erased at that time, it is better to directly modify the memory now and become a part of God."
"He doesn't mind this level of trick." The True Creator shrugged his shoulders, "To you, you should be able to understand, right?" β
"If you want to be yourself after the resurrection, you may not be happy in the old days, but if it is a little ant trying to put its short ant life into your memory, you may find it fun to let it go."
Oh, that does.
Edward had to agree with the real creator's speculation in his heart, as far as she was concerned, if there was a resurrected hand who was suddenly willing to give everything in order to do something, and took the initiative to abandon everything in exchange for her attention, as long as the other party did have the courage, then she was also a little interested in looking at it twice.
The world beneath their feet came to a standstill at the end of the Third Age, and the whole world pressed pause for a moment.
The development of civilization has come to a halt at the moment when it is bound to decline, and it is itchy to see the hands of the outer gods.
ββ¦β¦ In short, there is only one question to be solved, and that is why a group of angelic kings can kill an incomplete God, and why God keeps himself in an incomplete state until he dies. The True Creator muttered a lot, and then, as if suddenly thinking of something, looked at Edward, "Do you have any idea of fixing this bug?" β
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Edward shook his head honestly:
"I don't have a clue, and I can't figure out why you want to find three angel kings from adjacent paths to kill you, this behavior is too new for us, the only thing I can reveal is that the high-dimensional overlooker laughed the loudest at that time."
I don't want to know anything like that. The real Creator thinks.
"Because there's no one else." The True Creator said, "I made Night and Sasriel invite all the gods who could come before I succeeded in doing so, and I really couldn't win without taking the three of them with me...... My question is why this is happening. β
"Then I don't know why God wants to commit suicide suddenly when he is idle."
The outer god spread his hands, and suddenly made a bad move:
"Otherwise, you can say that you are polluted by human nature, and the false uniqueness that Tianzun gave you made you believe it to be true in the illusion that you are human for a long time, and then in order to get rid of human nature, you committed suicide."
This half of the ancient sun god's humanity was silent.
"Your reason is also very new." The True Creator felt speechless, "Then why was I standing here last?" β
"Because the divine side was captured by the outer gods."
Edward racked the dreamer to uniquely add plausibility to the story, after all, maybe she would have to add details and patches to God's masterpiece "Out of the Eastern Continent" later:
"Your divinity Adam finally gained peace of mind after your death, and was ready to reclaim his authority and make God great again, but the side of you that was too polluted by human nature still obsessively lived with humans, and even did not hesitate to cooperate with the outer gods in order to defeat Adam."
There was an eerie silence between the two gods.
"How? I think it's quite in line with your villain image. β
"I think so."
"But please beautify your memory, first of all, I arrested Adam because Adam came to harass me first."
"Okay."
So be it. The true creator snapped his fingers, and the world beneath his feet began to work again.
In the sand table world, the God, who has lived with humans for a long time, gradually understands human thoughts, emotions and love, and due to the operation of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, he has fallen deeper and deeper, so that he has lost the ability to treat all living beings equally, and almost stubbornly favors humans.
This violated God's code of conduct, and her reason, the instinctive part of her divine nature, began to try to change.
Preference can exist, but God's preference is only to better manage the sheep or expand the pasture, not to make oneself a sheep.
This act is a blasphemy against God's very existence. So the embodiment of divinity, the Vice-Monarch of Heaven, Sasriel the "Dark Angel", began to conspire with other gods in order to use death to get rid of this maggot-like love for people and return to the most perfect and transcendent identity and perspective. It just so happened that at that time, all the gods except God were evil gods, and everyone was always willing to get some benefits from this matter, and the goddess of the night joined the plot, and then the god of the undead, the goddess of harvest, the god of war, and the god of spiritual things joined one after another, and the two angels were also deceived by the dark angels, thinking that this was salvation.
Everything is done in secrecyβof course, there is no escape from God's omniscience, unless a part of God acquiesces in the act.
The act of redeeming himself began, and the God who was polluted by humanity destroyed the civilization he had built with his own hands in pain, and because of this pain, he fell into madness, and his love for humanity was finally lost to the indifference and ruthlessness of divinity. The ritual of suicide is over, and God reappears in two capacities, the divinity awakens in the body of the utopian angel Adam, and the human nature goes mad, sinking for thousands of years before barely reaching consciousness.
Cataclysm.
After that, the Eastern Continent fell into hell on earth, and everything was buried in secrecy and shadows.
The Northern and Southern Continents, which were only protected by the new gods, struggled to develop after the catastrophe, and the gods shed their mantle of mercy because of this act, and the people no longer believed in their benevolence, and instead began to try to blaspheme the gods and take their power into their own hands.
The glorious and bloody Fourth Age began.
The script was also completed at this moment.
"That's it?" With a pen in his hand, Edward occasionally writes in the air, patching up the rapidly changing world beneath his feet and fixing some of the logical errors in the story, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. β
The True Creator nodded, and everything was done, and she seemed a little absent-minded now.
The world beneath his feet changed again, the disturbed people retreated all the way from the Fifth Age, the Eastern Continent returned to light, the ancient gods jumped out, the blood moon hung high, time quickly receded, and these huge creatures gradually disappeared.
After a burst of snowflakes on the lake, many buildings of great style appeared, many men and women with Slavic features walked through the streets, and in the distance there was a huge square in front of the colorful palace, where there were no pigeons waiting to be fed because it was too cold.
More and more people are showing up in the city, and the capital of the Northland is gradually becoming lively, like a picture from an old photograph. The snow was falling in a flutter, and soon the rooftops were dyed with a thin layer of white, people's breath was covered with white mist, people on bicycles were shuttling through the roads and squares, some people insisted on buying ice cream in such weather, and even men on their shoulders were drinking and singing, and children in cotton clothes were not afraid of the cold, laughing and having snowball fights, their faces red from the cold.
The True Creator watched all this in silence, without attempting to participate or speak.
"It's so far away." "I can't even remember the patterns and colors of that palace," she said. β
My world has long since been destroyed, and even if I destroy the extraordinary world now, the same civilization will not be born again - I only want to protect people, this is my selfishness, and my arrogance.
Reluctantly, the real creator took his eyes off the phantom of his homeland, exhaled a breath of white vapor, and walked into the depths of the starry sky.
The spirit of God is still here, only a small part of it notices the movements of the outside world, and the true Creator can still feel that a spirit that is many times older and more powerful than himself is ahead, just above the light at the end of the starry sky.
That's the real sun.
Edward looked away from the old city beneath her feet, and she watched the back of the real creator fade away, waiting for something.
- Sure enough, the other party stopped.
ββ¦β¦ I don't know how long it will take, but you can leave at any time. During this time, I knew that even if I said you weren't allowed to do anything to Crane, you'd do whatever it took to do something. The True Creator tilted his head, "But I have one thing to entrust you to him, at least for this time, you are not allowed to do it, and the rest of the development may be worth a look at for you." β
"What?" The outer god asked casually.
"Tell Crane."
After saying this, the True Creator closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Come to me."
ββ¦β¦ to stop me. β
The outer god turned his head to look at her, and saw her back melt into the deep darkness of the starry sky and disappear.
As if it never existed.
tbc
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(Sharpening)
I have finished the final battle, and I have finished the way I walked.