Chapter 49 Broken Diary (2)

#A Whisper in the Fog of History

If you look back, in the long run, I should have gone crazy a long time ago.

Yes, if the way to confirm an individual's mental insanity is to be sentenced by the group, then I am indeed crazy.Because it seems the planet is not far from being doomed.

A life that has not experienced madness will not understand what it is.

And what I experienced was the most bizarre madness.I have been separated from the sea of ​​thinking of the group, and I can no longer hear the thoughts and hearts of my own people. There is no endless prayer to God, no whispers of hunger and wailings of fear of death. An unprecedented peace surrounds me. I know that there is a word to describe it, and that is "silence".My consciousness stretches endlessly, my mind leaves the group, I become me.

I'm mad.

I don't seem to be alive, I am in a daze, and I follow the only light in my consciousness.I didn't seem to die either. I heard my compatriots wandering around me, complaining that I should not eat the enemy's priests, which left them without food, so I discussed whether to share my food.

Then, I saw the door.

I saw the stars behind the door, it was a vast sea of ​​stars, various colors of gas and debris formed colorful nebulae, a great dreamland and all kinds of unimaginable races established various civilizations, they may be Praise be to the one of all things, or the great mother of all things.I see countless doors, and the silver key that knows all, understands all, leads to all, and holds all is waiting at the door.Faceless Chaos is close to life with his own preferences, and creates stories on the stage that only end with madness and death.A green fire of energy that rots the world, spiraling upward like flowers that veil the sky.There are more and more gods, they exist forever, as if they are the world itself, at the end of all things, in the floating palace of the singularity of the universe, the blind and ignorant one god is sleeping.The colorful world, the prosperous or declining civilization, and even the gods are just a part of his dream, and with his waking up, everything will be wiped out.

First it was light, and last it was sound.

Only dreams are real, and only the god of blindness and ignorance is eternal.I saw myself in that green flame, but realized that it was a form of perfection that I could never achieve anyway.I realized that life is nothing but nothingness. I understood that my world and life are meaningless, and that only chaos and primitive order are truly eternal, such as life and death.

I don't want to die yet at this point, I've only just truly become myself.I haven't really seen Xinghai yet, so I have too many questions to ask: God of Order, why do you claim to protect us, but never give us blessings other than death?Why do you call yourself fraternity, but you never stop us from killing each other?Why we can only live one cycle, why must I die according to your oracle?I close my eyes in a dream, I return to my world, I open my eyes, I have never seen so far, heard so far, the things around me were compatriots 1 minute ago, now they are me Another life form that cannot be understood.I become me and they become them.

It's like waking up after a good night's sleep, and rebirth after dying once again.I heard the sound of the wind blowing up the sand.I heard the sound of snow grains scraping the mountain peaks in the distant tundra.The world becomes so tiny that if there are a thousand birds singing in front of me, I can clearly tell which one of them has just brushed its wings lightly on the branch.Everything became so clear, if the skin was peeled off and displayed in front of me.

I heard the prayers, I heard the laughter, I heard them whispering, complaining that they were going to be hungry again because I wasn't dead.

only.

I did not hear the heartbeat of this planet.

The planet I was born on is dead.

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This civilization used to have the concept of extraordinary abilities (so the god of order was born), but now it doesn't, because it was erased by her.

Because there is no concept of sequences, potions and rituals, everyone depends on luck to survive, and occasionally the gods come back to guide them.Decay ate the demigods of adjacent pathways when he only had Sequence 7.He's crazy.

In other words, his san is cleared, and he is normal.

(End of this chapter)

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