Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The girl stared at the black-haired youth, and the meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

Rope shook his head.

"What was you born for, and what did you live for...?"

"Exactly."

Fanlou tilted his head, and his long light blue hair fell like a waterfall.

"'Tentatively' Rope, haven't you ever wondered? "

"No."

"why?"

"Because doubting this is equivalent to asking for hardship," Rope said.

"The birth of every creature in this world is meaningless."

"It doesn't make sense, doesn't it mean that there is no reason to live?"

Fanlou's eyes became more and more empty.

Countless years ago, it was because of this answer that the God of Suspicion penetrated his soul and chose to die.

"Reason for living? Ha."

Rope couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you. Although I know your problem in my memory, when this sentence really came out of your mouth, it was indeed a bit ridiculous."

Constant inquiries, constant assumptions - erudition.

Worrying about issues that little children don't care about, and even choosing to commit suicide - stupid.

A complex individual who is erudite and stupid, this is the "God of Suspicion" Fanlou.

A little... stupid and cute.

And such a girl actually created the most terrifying race in the war, the "Ex-Machina". It has to be said that the wonderful things in the world are always endless.

Chapter [-] Bullying the Doubtful God, the End of the Doubt Maze

"I don't think it's a laughable question."

Fanlou frowned slightly, and his delicate, expressionless face became more and more lovable.

She raised her palm, the white palm without palm lines was facing up, and in the faint light, a small grass struggled to grow out of thin air.

Emerald green, weak, but full of vigorous vitality.

"Even a life so weak and created by me at will, it has a reason for its own existence because of the idea of ​​"I want to prove it to you", but as the creator of it, I cannot find this necessary reason……"

It's the first life, so Fanlou can't make in-depth inquiries to other people.

It is the first god, so Fanlou's life harvest is only maddening loneliness.

"That's exactly the stupidity."

Rope said mercilessly.

He stretched out his hand to take the grass in Fanlou's hand, and he didn't even need any strength, just put the green green in the palm of his hand and withered in an instant.

"I don't know the meaning of my existence, can't you prove that you have lived without someone giving you a reason? Who set it? You? Or the "spirit corridor" that doesn't even exist in basic consciousness. "

The dust fell down the palm of his hand, and the black-haired youth folded his palms and stared at the goddess girl.

"Listen to Fanlou, the reason for living can be filled at will. This kind of thing belongs to the self-cognition of intelligent creatures. You are troubled by this, why don't you find a reason for yourself?"

"I searched, but all I got was 'question'. "

Fanlou hugged his slender legs tightly and said sadly.

"A question cannot answer a question... It's just a void with nothing, an infinite loop of nothingness. Your soul is not "suspicious", so it must be difficult to understand this feeling? "

"No, I understand."

Rope said.

"A long time ago, when I was still a "human", I was troubled by the boring question of "what to eat tonight" countless times, but can I stop eating if I am worried?In other words, if you have doubts about the meaning of your existence, can you give up your life? "

"I can."

"But you are still alive, appearing alive in front of my eyes. The phenomenon that has happened has denied your choice, why not take this as the reason why you "can live"? "

"This is just... an accident that I couldn't expect. Originally, I had penetrated my soul and gained the only certain "death", but somehow I came back to life..."

Fanlou raised his silver-tinted eyes and looked to Rope with hope.

"Can you kill me completely? Use your power to kill me, smash my soul, and make me unable to live again."

silence.

"……Are you serious?"

"I don't make jokes."

"Is it."