Shadow of the Beautiful World

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A few years ago, when Merlin killed Mrs. Hydra on an island in the Caribbean, she accidentally got a piece of parchment.

It was a piece of paper ripped off from the dark divine book.

Have a magic smile.

Just write down the question and you will get the answer.

But it is probably impossible to get rid of the shackles of the dark divine book. If you want to get the answer from the parchment, you have to complete the sacrifice or an odd request.

In those years when he was holding parchment, he got a lot of help from parchment.

But the parchment also caused him a lot of trouble.

But in the final analysis, the existence of parchment is beneficial to Merlin, and before the end of the **** game of fate, parchment gave Merlin the final help.

As Merlin himself said, for him, the existence of parchment has surpassed an artifact.

That is one of his friends.

Although it has a bad personality, it can always help at the critical moment.

At the turning point in the first half of Merlin's life, Merlin learned a lot in the last battle. He knew some secrets outside the world, and even faced the great will originating from outside the world.

From those brief intersections, Merlin also knew the people behind the parchment.

Dream God...

A man wearing a white robe and covering his eyes with gauze, likes to record different stories.

A dashing, trustworthy person who made Merlin completely blind.

"I have a question that I think over and over, but I can't get an answer to ask you..."

At the top of the Doomsday volcano, in the mechanical palace of the wasteland, Merlin held an orange quill pen and wrote on parchment paper:

"Is that game really over?"

"you guess?"

A rhetorical question that drove Merlin crazy again appeared on the parchment.

But before waiting for Meilin to frown, the black handwriting was like a tadpole in motion, and the rapid changes and reorganization formed a reply in front of Meilin's eyes.

"Okay, no kidding."

"It's over, the part about your game is over. You tricked everyone with cunning methods, ingested victories that are not victories, and let them reap failures that are not defeats."

"But it's not over, the competition about this universe just entered a more intense stage."

On the other end of the parchment, outside the closed stars, Meng Shen quickly wrote:

"There is no more dice game, no more secret arrangement, no more luck and doom...the dogs are waiting for the last moment of the bayonet to see the red, leaving you with time to operate, but it is not much. ."

The few words on the parchment made Merlin frown deeply.

The message in this sentence is huge, and he needs time to think about it.

But there was also a sense of urgency in Mengshen's communication. Under Merlin's gaze, another line appeared.

"I can't help you blatantly, it will anger others and expose my existence."

"If it's not a critical moment, don't use this parchment!"

Merlin nodded.

He picked up the pen and wrote another question.

"They promised that my world will be free, have they lied?"

"No."

More handwriting appeared on the parchment.

The two "pen pals" who are far away from the endless stars are quickly exchanging information in this way.

"They did give this world freedom, but I think this should not be the kind of freedom you want to see."

Mengshen raised his head and "looked" at the overwhelming overlord and death of playing cards, and "looked at" the auditorium where the banquet had begun.

He lowered his head and wrote again.

He wrote:

"After losing the extraterritorial interference, the evolution speed of this world is accelerating, and the power level is constantly improving. At present, there are living bodies that have surpassed the Heavenly Father and are almost a single universe."

"In your time, it is estimated that in another 2-3 years, there will be a real single universe, but this is not a problem that you need to pay attention to, don't be dazzled by power."

"The melting pot of the universe will be ignited at the moment when the derivation is completed, and that is the moment to determine ownership."

"Merlin, you doubted that it was correct in a sense."

"You, including the people around you, all life in the stars, everything that happened or has not happened is not a pure illusion, but it can't be called true!"

"You are just a'testing program' before this universe is officially formed and put into use."

"Once the cosmic furnace is ignited, the "pre-operational" phase you represent will end, and the unreal first era will be incinerated by the original flame that burst out of the cosmic furnace."

"The Second Age will open in a pure universe, but no matter how gorgeous or cruel it is, it has nothing to do with you."

"You will be the ghosts of the past and will not be remembered by anyone."

Merlin's eyes narrowed.

Before the start of the last battle, the last Phantom Moker appeared to have said something similar.

But Merlin couldn't understand it at the time.

Now he understands.

He did give this universe freedom, but that was just the last carnival before the destruction of all things.

They were born out of a shaped, incomplete universe, and are defective.

After the universe is complete, the defective products will be eliminated, leaving a better future to the life of the next era.

But will Merlin be reconciled?

Having done so much, will he be willing to stop everything a few years later?

The raven let out a breath.

He calmed his disturbed self, and he wrote on the parchment:

"Is there any way to avoid this ending?"

This time, Mengshen did not answer for a long time.

This silence raised Merlin's anxiety, but he was quickly suppressed by him.

He patiently waited for the help of "pen pals".

He just sat there like a sculpture.

After several hours, new handwriting appeared on the parchment again.

"I just checked all the stories related to the birth of the universe."

The hand was beating in front of Merlin's eyes.

Outlined a glimmer of hope for him.

"I haven't experienced a real genesis, but according to some ancient stories, I got a hint of inspiration in some stories about the melting pot of the universe."

"If the cosmic furnace is ignited by the king and the **** of death from beyond the stars, then you are dead."

"But if you can catch up with them and ignite the cosmic furnace from within the stars, maybe... you can talk to this new cosmic will."

Meng Shen hesitated for a moment, he wrote:

"I can't guarantee that this method will definitely save your nihilistic era."

"But if the newborn cosmic will is willing to help you, maybe it can continue the story of the first era on the basis of retaining the existing souls."

"Until the end of all things in the world has come to an end, the second era will begin in a way that conforms to the law of era change."

Merlin looked at the answer, and there was a bitter smile on his face.

He wrote with a stroke:

"I don't know where the cosmic furnace is now..."

"A certain position in the stars is not a conceptual space. In fact, you need to detach again to see and touch it."

Meng Shen responded with words:

"The ignition of any flame requires firewood, and all kinds of universe wonders will be born in the universe where all things are born. Those are the firewood you are looking for."

"Infinite gems?"

There was a flash of light in Merlin's mind. He remembered the Supreme Master's advice when he left, and he wrote:

"Is something like this?"

"Correct."

The beating text responded to:

"Collect as many as possible, and then find the right time to throw them into the cosmic furnace..."

"You and your world are now like an egg. Breaking outside is death, but breaking inside may mean new life."

"I know."

Merlin nodded. He wrote on the parchment:

"Thank you, really, thank you very much for your reminders and instructions, Your dream God."

"It's nothing."

Dream God's elegant handwriting was beating, he said:

"I just want to see a complete story, that's all. It will be a little while before they discover my aberration, so, do you have anything else to ask?"

Merlin thought about it, and he leaned over and wrote another question.

"I'm just curious, why do you always help me? Just because of the story?"

"Because of the observers."

Dream God's answer this time was as calm as before. In the emergence of beautiful handwriting, Dream God said:

"There are many, many stories in my library, but not every story will be liked by observers, their taste...how to say, it will change, and it is very strange."

"I reached an agreement with them to find a better story for them and record it for their pastime."

"I don’t hate this kind of searching, I also like to include these stories, and I am willing to give some help to the stories that are liked by the observers, and the protagonists in those stories, but this is all for the story. ."

Merlin wrote with some surprise:

"Sounds like you seem to please them?"

"Yes, you are right."

A big smiley face appeared on the parchment, but there was a little helplessness on the smiley face, and Meng Shen responded:

"I'm pleasing them. I keep my taste as much as possible while making viewers feel happy."

"But this is not just flattering or pleasing, because when they reap happiness and contentment, I will also be ecstatic about a good story."

"In essence, I don't hate this, but I occasionally feel a little tangled. After all, not every plot I like, observers will like..."

"And if they don't like it, they will leave me."

"When all observers leave me, I... you know."

This helpless answer made Merlin silent.

Although he didn't have much contact with Meng Shen, he could be sure that Meng Shen must be more powerful than him. The level of Meng Shen is now beyond his imagination.

But such a powerful life will have its own helplessness.

There is no real freedom in the world.

After a few seconds, Merlin shook his head to free himself from this sad and sad mood, and he wrote again:

"So, what should I do? I mean, do I have to please them now? If I do this to make you less stressed... I can try to please them."

Merlin wrote:

"You helped me, and I should help you too."

"No need."

Mengshen's answer was very simple, and the handwriting quickly appeared:

"Do what you want, no need to change it."

"I have said that the tastes of observers will change. Some people hate you, and some people like what you do. As the protagonist of the story, you make decisions and you bear the consequences."

"There is no need for deliberate explanations, no need for compliments, you have your own life, you go your own way and leave everything to others to evaluate, whether good or bad, you have to bear those evaluations... "

"This is the meaning of the story itself and the protagonist."

"They will scold you, they will even scold me, hate me, humiliate me, but it doesn't matter, I'm used to it... you have to learn to get used to it."

"You can't make everyone like you, no matter what you do, someone will criticize you... Just like you and the women around you, some observers like your passion, but some observers spurn your abuse. ."

"But if you sever your intimate relationship with all the women around you, those who like you will also turn around and leave without hesitation..."

"Understood? Don't take the initiative to please, God's will is not speculative, so just do it yourself."

Dream God's handwriting stopped, and after a while, he wrote:

"This is a good thing. Criticism will always make people progress. With the addition of bad language, there is also a blessing expecting you to become better.

"Well, these things will not be said."

Meng Shen painted a big smiley face on the parchment, he said:

"If you are interested, after the story ends, come to the Endless Library, we can talk freely, and I can share more stories for you."

"Oh, by the way, there is another very important thing."

"In your world, you are not alone in breaking the'Fourth Wall'."

Meng Shen reminded with elegant handwriting:

"Besides you, there is a person who can directly communicate with the observers without passing me."

"Who?"

Merlin asked slightly surprised.

The next moment, a name appeared on the parchment.

"Wade Wilson, Deadpool, your friend."

"A small part of his madness stems from his own suffering, but a greater part comes from him seeing the reality of this world earlier than you..."

"He's actually not crazy. He just chose to violently give up after learning the truth."

"However, the observers like this kind of self-aggrandizement and wanton living. He is now troubled by harassment and even escaping from the observers' curiosity, so if you have time, you may wish to spend more time with the deadpool Have a chat..."

"As long as you can endure his madness and gain his trust, then you will definitely gain something."

Merlin nodded.

He glanced at the scribble-like graffiti that appeared on the parchment. The graffiti was painted like a deadpool. The cute style made Merlin smile.

After laughing, he wrote:

"The last question, I have seen God before..."

"Why do I feel that he is somewhat different from other Heavenly Fathers? He told me that it only takes 7 days to make a world on average. I feel he is bragging, but instinct tells me that it is true..."

Facing Merlin's question, Mengshen's answer was also very quick and very simple.

"Who told you that the God you saw was an ordinary **** of heaven?"

This meaningful answer surprised Merlin.

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