Chapter 81 Fragmented Diary (7)

It's boring, boring, and lackluster. If it weren't for some idiot's wishful thinking, there would be no need to waste time on remedying it.

This was a tiresomely long road, with wind and snow covering both the place where it came from and the end of it, and it also made him develop some bad habits.

For example, starting to hate things that are worthless but alive.

On the way, He gradually gave up the things that a living being should have, such as the concept of time, sympathy for pain, and the perception of happiness. Humanity voluntarily gave up on itself, and reason and divinity took their place and became His most important components.

Part. No longer understand that joy is good, so that they will not change their purpose out of pity. Can no longer understand that sorrow is good, so that they will not continue to suffer out of pity.

Even negative emotions will no longer exist, so you can roam calmly in solitude. To sum up, this has no harm at all.

Step after step, there is no one who can stop Him on the ladder leading to the top. Brannka's wrong performance made her condition worse, and even the uniqueness of the adjacent path could not accommodate it. If she

If she is unwilling to give up the possibility in her hands, and is unwilling to admit that her world has long been destroyed, then she will never be able to accept the nature of "decline".

"A monster without blood, tears and heart," she said to Him.

"Boring," He said.

After watching the boring world for so long, he has forgotten what boring feels like. He is probably full of joy and finally able to get something, only to find that this thing is not as he thought... No, this should be

"Disappointment"? Or "sadness"? Well, it doesn't matter what it is. Anyway, no one will discuss these issues with him in the future, and he will have endless time to think about these things slowly. Maybe this

It's just that my "emotional confusion" curse was triggered by the true god of the adjacent path, which affected me slightly.

To be fair, He - neither the current one nor he actually hates life. Living life has infinite possibilities. Sooner or later, the earth that has experienced desolation will be rejuvenated, and the life that has overcome pain will be more beautiful. Pain and sorrow are

Necessary, but beauty and hope are also necessary. Trapping life in a cage of despair, even if you pay for a thousand years of pain in advance, all you will get in the end is destruction.

When she was reminiscing about the past, missing the beautiful blue sky and vast grasslands, while he was looking to the future and looking forward to the unknown world, they were destined to be unable to understand each other, let alone forgive.

"If you can't accept it, I'll accept it for you."

Under the polar night sky, on the pale snowfield, the sky is silent, the earth is silent, and the long dream is cruel and beautiful. The gods a thousand years ago did not want to admit the despair and misery of family destruction and death, so they chose desire and escape. Thousands of years later, the cold wind howled as hard as

The knife covers the cry and buries the prayer. Before the new god can sit firmly on the throne, he can't bear to face this broken world and make a solemn declaration:

"I curse my hometown, this is the end!"

"I curse all the creatures here, curse your cruelty, selfishness and ignorance. You will lose your life, existence, history, and the fog and snow will swallow everything. Then, I wish you that you can finally find peace."

"...I wish this planet, no matter how broken or declining, will give birth to new life."

"I wish that the lives in the future will have the arms to open up the road to civilization, and they will no longer have to survive in the haze and cold."

Roaring, crying, cheering, and cursing filled the eardrums. Some people were crying, some were laughing, some were cursing the gods because they tried their best to survive but were denied existence by God, and some were happy because they received the announcement of death in the midst of painful life and confusion.

The new god looked down at the creatures below him from a height of ten thousand feet. There were only five or six hundred intelligent creatures, and the number of animals and insects could also be counted. But just like that, just like that, they have thrived in the only pure land for thousands of years and have not become extinct.

If there are no many prerequisites, no divine intervention and no selfish motives, this can be regarded as respectable.

It’s hard to tell how much impact that madness had on me. The moment I glimpsed the truth, awakened myself, and embarked on the escape road to find the future alone, I ushered in my first long death. Now, there is endless emptiness and cold silence.

During the trip, I occasionally heard Brannka nagging in my mind, saying words such as missing my homeland and sincerely loving my hometown and planet. In the past, I could still feel the same, but now they have all drifted away in the wind.

Without her protection, the strong wind roared into the last grassland, dyeing the grass white and wrapping the body with ice and snow. All life would die in just a few minutes. The continuation of thousands of years was just for this moment of destruction.

.I don’t feel sad, I am relieved, and even the joy of wanting to embrace this planet is finally born. Die, Brannka, die, no more whispering in my ears, to live forever with divinity.

It will only be my sanity.

Suffering makes life progress, and it also made me finally give up my feelings of being born as an insignificant being, my attachment to my homeland, my nostalgia for the past, and my ability to miss the smile in my memory. This is a feeling of knowing that everything is futile after death.

Calm, the end is coming, I just feel bored.

"Cry, cry as much as you want."

"Either curse me, or laugh, or hate me!"

Facing the various forms of life when death came, He said angrily for the last time: "At least at the last moment, live for yourself!"

TBC

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The next chapter of the fragmentary diary ends.

Small setting addition: Branka's real name is Branna, and Enka is a tribal surname. When strangers or in very serious situations, when calling the person by his full name, the last sound of the name will be omitted and the surname will be added to make it look more solemn.

The full name of the decline is "Alcatulia Winter". After the "cold wave", the surname customs of the two races disappeared. From then on, the surname no longer has the meaning of blood and family, but only represents the date of death. "Er"

It is a common humanized sound, just like the e at the end of the English word. It is silent. "Ka" is a class name, representing the priest class. The "lia" at the end of the name refers to gender. "lia" means incapable of reproduction.

Genderless (worker ant, laborer, a type of resource). These nouns are used to identify individuals and are only equivalent to code names. So if they are all removed, his name is Atua.

"Winter" was translated by Decay himself when he needed to introduce himself on Earth. The word was originally just "winter", but because in his civilization, winter is a disaster, the word has a derogatory connotation and the context is more complicated.

Such as "life-killing cold" and "bitter cold wave".

↑These will be introduced in more detail in future sections.
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