Holding the Sword of the Multiverse

He opened his eyes, his mind was blank, and he didn't know where he was.

It seems to appear suddenly, as if standing in place for a long time, and as if it has always been here.

A faint mist wrapped around his feet, and after taking a step, the mist dispersed, revealing a cracked wooden floor.

I felt it habitually, and nothing happened, as if it was meaningless.

The surroundings made him a little confused, and the very empty place had nothing but an old table.

There are many wine bottles stacked on the table, and many of them are still flowing.

Tavern?

The faint firelight and noise outside the door formed a strong contrast with the quiet inside. Looking at the sky through the window, there are moons and stars, all bright.

Push the door open, and there is still a broken earth wall outside.

After a few steps, I looked back and found a three-story stone house very familiar.

Oh, it's here.

He who had developed enlightenment walked to the bonfire outside the wall.

A lot of people appeared beside the piles of flames. I don't know who filled a bottle in his hand, and walked forward based on feelings.

From time to time, someone held his arms to him, and said all kinds of familiar and unfamiliar words.

"Yo, you are here too."

"Are you drunk, don't pretend, you can drink the best."

"Hehehe..."

"Your kid is really heavy"

"That battle was really enjoyable, I have a chance to do it again."

"It's not a trap, it's me who wins, but it doesn't matter, come and do it"

With continuous words, various memories continued to emerge, and finally he came to the center and saw a group of people.

There is the biggest bonfire here, surrounded by dozens of people, but separated from the outside, as if there is a huge gap.

People admire but dare not approach.

He walked quickly over, and there was still an empty seat there. He lay there in a very lazy posture. This was the position specially reserved for him and the position he had always been.

The sturdy bald man on the side grinned and said, "It feels good to rest, right?"

The big man was still carrying the giant axe, and a petite figure was snuggling beside him. It seems that here, they are finally together.

"Quiet rest is easy for you." The voice in the big man's arms patted him.

"This is a fact, only rest can make us appear here" another female voice raised her arms.

"Wipe, I won't rest." Another female voice jumped.

He opened his mouth to answer, and then he turned into a sigh: "We are all too old."

"Counting me, strictly speaking, I have just reached middle age" said a man with a pair of dragon-wing eyes and vertical pupils.

"I won't rest either." A young boy who was opening his arm to reveal the smooth connecting surface.

"It's too miserable for me, I finally opened the area to another world" Another oily voice was full of resentment.

There was a moment of silence, only the crackling sound of the familiar campfire.

"We were just betting, when will you come" after a pause, the voice said: "You have always been able to make troubles, and you also have space-time capabilities. I also bet you won't come. It really made me lose."

"Ha!" He laughed himself.

"Talk about what happened afterwards"

"Which will come later."

"After we came back from the void, or we came back from that world," a voice was playful.

"Too many, I forget when to rest in peace"

"That's it, I have a quiet rest, and I don't care what these are."

"I feel a little worried about them"

"Definitely good from us"

"P, I'm afraid that one generation is inferior to one generation, and we lose our reputation"

"Why don't you find someone to take the conversation out?"

"Watch this way, take a good rest"

"I really want to know how the future generations will evaluate us. I wonder if this person will be mentioned as the idiot who fell in Japan."

"You ran to change the words in the Book of Epochs, Gou Thie," the one-year-old man walked over and said. This is a second-generation member and has an excellent relationship with them.

"Tell me what happened later."

"That is, you see that these people don't care about it on the surface, but they actually stretch their ears."

As he was interrupted as soon as he began to tell, there were still people who wanted to hear more, and some people rested too early. Some people also want to know what happened to them when they experienced this, so the story keeps moving forward.

Straight to the time when they experienced the first plague and then entered the ruins.

When he was telling, a short male figure and a tall female figure were not idle. They found wood to make the bonfire more vigorous. They felt a sense of mutuality... Some people also took out barbecues, and everyone ate and drank. Listen to the story.

From time to time, someone will add details.

He rested very late, experienced a lot, and many others did not know.

So the story is very long.

But no matter how long a story is, it will come to an end.

Someone sighed: "I didn't expect you to have experienced so much later, so it would be fine if you rest in peace later"

"Is this controllable?" It was a familiar mockery immediately.

"I will borrow from the sky for another five hundred years." That's the only

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses.

"Xiaoyu made the money, and went to Xinghai to join the temple to make trouble."

"Finally"

"Yes, let Xiaoyu talk about it, did you get your wish? Did you find Lily?"

He did not go on.

"We have experienced a lot together, a lot..." It felt a little strange, a certain turbulent mood was surging, and he decided to speak shorter. "Although they are all funny, naive, idiot, LJ" laughed, some people shouted. He said loudly: "But I just want to say, I am very happy to be able to meet you, everyone, whether it is past or present..."

He paused for a while.

"Love you guys"

This is the end.

The figures left the scene one by one, and people were silent.

Some people went back to their stories, some people just went back to the shabby bar because that was the only place to stay.

Year by year.

Everyone can reunite at this time whenever someone rests in peace.

A short reunion without parting.

As the bonfire gradually extinguished, he watched everyone disappear into the field. He wanted to add more wood, but remembered that it was useless.

If this is the end, that's not bad.

At least, he can listen to the next story.

Accompanied by this thought, he finally closed his eyes in this faintly bright night.

*

In fact, they all understand that one day, after rest after rest, there will be no reunion until the last person.

Some memories will no longer be remembered, some stories will no longer be read, and there will never be new stories.

But they are not destined to be alone and never forget each other.

In that starting adventure guild.

In another story.

A new beginning in the universe.

The legend will reappear.

PS: In fact, if you want to write, you can write another one hundred to two million words.

But reality does not allow it.

Going through a big change.

I have to work hard for the meal.

So, this is the end.

In fact, it has been hard for two months, mainly reluctant.

Although there are no collections and no subscriptions, this is what I wrote with my heart.

The only pity is that the writing is not good, so the story is not well told.

Now I feel that the writing is a little better, but I have to end it, unfortunately.

Did not cherish those good times.

Fortunately, there is still a chance, the new book will fight again!

Hope to support.