winter era

Chapter 85 Time!Reverse it!
The individual Kaos seems to be dying.

As Kaos himself, he can quickly understand such a fact.

The body fell heavily on the ground, but there was no loud noise.On the contrary, one can see puffs of green smoke collapsing from every corner of the body, gradually melting the body and bones of the man in black, and finally returning to his most essential side.

The skin covering the hands and feet began to turn black and shrink, collapsing back to its original position.The phantoms covering his right foot and left hand no longer exist, and the terrifying scene of meat threads and blood vessels clinging to the snow-white bones is gradually exposed to the air, filling all the air that was once isolated by him, in his mind It brought a very strange feeling.

The chest cavity also collapsed, and the air flow could no longer flow in the body again.The beating of the heart also stopped, and the blood no longer flowed in the gradually freezing blood vessels.Hollows in the brain also prevent neural interaction, allowing the mind's thoughts to gradually come to a standstill.And the visceral system, which no longer exists at all, radiates magic power that is close to liquid.The camouflage products with crystal colors gradually sublimated in the air, embellishing the dark tunnel with a beautiful scene like the night sky.

...Maybe, I'm going to die.No one will die here.

Feeling the gradually broken spiritual link and spiritual lock, I gradually had such a clear understanding in my heart.Lying on the cold stone slab and looking at the black ceiling with countless runes engraved in the secret passage, like a starry sky, Kaos felt a little melancholy.

He was careless.The price of carelessness is death.No one knows, in this cold and lightless tunnel, waiting for the god of death to harvest his soul.This is really not in line with his lofty status as a great wizard, but fortunately, many historical figures died very aggrieved.He was not alone in facing the mockery of death.

Consciousness was gradually enveloped by jet-black water, and the fire in the soul began to gradually go out.The gears in my mind that were originally fixed for one goal completely collapsed into fragments with the blow of the spell killer.

It's like a perfect machine was smashed into pieces with a hammer, and nothing can run properly anymore.Just like a real ordinary person, the feelings that had been closed for several years broke through the black shackles, and began to roar in his soul, bringing a little bit of miraculous illusion in the last moments of his life.

There was a hazy light in front of the only remaining eyeball that was intact.Something strange emerged from that light.

There are iron monsters that can gallop like flying without horses and only need four wheels and oil, and there are terrifying concrete jungles built with gray-black concrete pillars.People live in a grid that is less than the size of a loft, singing about life like a bird in a cage.

And flying over the sky that was no longer blue was an iron bird shining with white light, sending the people inside to every corner of the world.And above that sky, there is an endless dark universe floating with artificial satellites, gradually connecting the thinking on the ground together, named the Internet, and exchanging thoughts and information.

There are no angels and demons, no mages and no religion.Faith is just to find a support in the soul.There are no stubborn elves with pointed ears in the jungle, nor dwarves digging holes in the mountains.There are no orcs humming and grazing on the grassland, and there are no barbarians galloping on the battlefield on the ice field.The power of science helps human beings conquer the starry sky and ocean that seem to have no boundaries.There is no life in that universe that does not fit their ideas.

perfect world.

That was the flawless world that Kaos wanted to return to even in his dreams.In that world, murderers would be hunted down, experimental madmen would be applauded even if they did not destroy a city-state, and there would be no mages who enslaved the people of the world.

Although there are all kinds of bad things in that world, compared to this world, it is simply paradise.In that world, the rich second generation would be exposed for raping girls, the relationship between parents would be poked at the spine if it was inherited, and the second generation of officials would be regarded as a coward for inheriting rights.Men's mind and activity are far more sane than this insensitive world.

Kaos has always believed that that world is the place he should go back to.That's his real home.He has a good job there, and has a fairly happy family.Although his parents have passed away, he will never be able to use up the wealth they brought him.And the friendship and joy of those friends gave him some solace in the world.He has always told himself that, he belongs to that world, not here.

But looking at it now, why is the perfect world in his dream so vague in his consciousness?

'Thinking about the past...it seems that there is nothing to care about, right? '

The thinking that has broken the shackles is gradually operating.Although it has almost collapsed into dust, the remaining brain tissue still supports the thinking of this soul.Let him gradually trace back the past memories and recall his true thoughts.

Was my past self in that world really that happy?
Or is that happiness a fantasy imposed on me because of being in this foreign land?
The work does not meet my ideals, and I live like a walking dead every day.He is also very aware of the number of times his girlfriend goes to nightclubs every month, but he doesn't think he should care at all, because this is the way the world is.

The biggest memories for him between his parents are quarrels and verbal abuse. Although he was not touched by the divorce until his death, he still knew it.They didn't get a divorce just out of face. Outside, they already had their own destinations, leaving him as a burden.And his friends took a fancy to his relatively wealthy family, and just used him as a cash machine.

He knows all about it.But he just told himself that he was very happy.After all, compared to those people who can't eat enough and can't wear clothes, he is really happy.What else can I be dissatisfied with?

"But if that's the case... why am I desperately going back..."

The gray-black eyeballs gradually lost their luster.

Even the ceiling was barely visible.

The pitch-black ocean gradually wrapped him in an embrace, like a mother's warm embrace enveloping him in the darkness.Let his thoughts and ideas gradually sink down, and let the light of his soul gradually weaken.

Here he is really happy.He is one of the most powerful people in the world, and no one can stop him from doing anything.He can basically get anything he wants.Go to the glacier to watch the sunrise in the morning, and go to the Black Ocean to watch the sunset in the evening.Go to heaven to take a look at their proud heaven, and finally kill those demons on the front line of hell and do your part for the empire.

And he's not alone in this world.Rosalind would rather starve to death in the glacier to find his trace.Even after a few years, Niya still swore allegiance to him as before.Perhaps those who had known him, who had been in contact, thought of him the same way.These people have not forgotten him in this world, maybe they are still looking for his traces in some mountain paths or ancient ruins.

Obviously there are people in this world who want to save him even at death, and there are people in this world who desperately want to find him, why does he want to go back?Why do you have to risk your life, even if your body is smashed to pieces, you want to return to that world?
'Because I'm not reconciled...I'm not reconciled to being the only one who knows my glory...'

'I am not reconciled to those who eat my flesh and drink my blood and treat my death as a joke in that world. '

'I am even more dissatisfied with those people who do nothing but treat other people's dreams as bullshit. '

A little fire suddenly lit up in the extinguished soul.

It was like lighting the first torch in the dark and eternal night, a little fire suddenly appeared in the eternally silent ocean of thinking.Although small, the tenacious fire did burn steadily in the gradually shattered soul.

It was a hope like a lighthouse, a bright light suddenly shot out in a pitch-black abyss.Those broken thoughts and souls were immediately drawn by hope, and one by one, like swallows returning to their nests, they threw themselves into the light of hope.This made his thoughts clearer, and the gradually chaotic black tide sloughed away from his soul, making his spirit clearer.

'I am still alive here, but they don't know, I can't tolerate this kind of thing. '

The soul gradually began to return to normal.

'I am living so well here, but they still don't know, I can't tolerate this kind of thing. '

The eye sockets gradually grew out of the eyeballs.

'I obviously have people who think about me, but they don't know, I can't tolerate this kind of thing. '

The hands and feet are covered with muscles again.

'I obviously have countless treasures here, but they don't know it yet. I can't tolerate this kind of thing. '

Standing up from the ground, he stretched out his palm amid Hastings' astonished expression.

'But the thing that makes me the most dissatisfied is... I will feel bad if you guys are having a good time! '

When Kaos realized this, the gears of time stopped abruptly.It was as if the pause button had been pressed in the world, and the cheerful expression of Hesjens who had killed him was frozen at that moment.Then run again in the opposite direction.

"Time! Reverse it!! Just because you are more precious than anyone else!"

　first update~
　　
　
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