Chapter 285: Windowless Vientiane (V) Windowless Vientiane
God, maybe he can still be called God.
Light is God, darkness is God, kindness is God, and ruthlessness is also God.
He savored the moment when he was killed by them not long ago. It was like the chaos at birth. His power and body were scattered across the world, but were reorganized by the world.
The world, His flesh and blood, was preventing Him from dying.
The new body brought about a clearly visible change in Him. His warmth towards creation was gone, and all that remained was a cold indifference towards the world.
He remembers His purpose.
He wanted His creations to come to the feast together. He wanted His creations to prove to Him that they were able to walk independently and that they were determined to leave the Creator.
He always keeps his eyes on the girl, the fate he chose.
Fate is angry.
Vifiya stood up unsteadily, and she was the only one to stand up.
She wiped the blood from her chin and took a deep breath.
She was unwilling to accept it.
A golden light flickered on the wrist, but something extinguished it.
She heard a weak voice deep in her soul, as if it understood her intentions and her concerns: "Jiang Suian, it's okay. I'm willing to be with you. Treat me as you, as one with you."
[Vifiya] selfishly and desperately wanted to keep Jiang Suian alive.
This world should not be her grave.
But what if the world itself is a tomb?
[Vifiya] understood that Jiang Suian was no longer the only one who was tied to her. Jiang Suian was stubborn and obstinate, and she had been on this road for too long.
"If this is what you want to do, then do it. You know, you are the only one I care about in this world."
Only you are left.
If you insist on choosing this path, then don't leave me behind.
[Vifiya] is the person who knows Jiang Suian best in this world, and Jiang Suian is the person who knows [Vifiya] best in this world.
They understand each other's determination.
They won't reject each other.
Vifiya took a step forward, and the complex golden runes spread from the wrist hanging by her side to the palm, bringing a burning sensation to her soul.
Little by little, it was stained by a soul that did not belong to this world, as if it wanted to devour her completely.
Valega's voice came from my mind: "Ms. Vifiya, have you really thought it through?"
She looked over at the sound and saw Him struggling to fly again, flapping its wings on the ground like a stranded fish trying to return to the sea.
"You have to think it over." When she mobilized a power different from what she had used before, He knew what she wanted to do.
Likewise, He knew the price. Up to this point, all He could do was to keep asking her, keep asking, until she was truly sure that she was willing and would not regret it.
Vifiya's gaze moved from Valega to the other people in the pure white space. It was precisely because of the pure white that the bright red was so eye-catching.
Her body ached dully, and the taste of rust in her mouth lingered. She asked, "Do you think we still have a chance of winning?"
Valega fell silent.
Thesmera's blow before she dissipated was the world's redemption of the Creator.
It was unknown how much of His strength had recovered, and they had all been injured and exhausted after the recent battle. Now, only He and she were still able to move.
Vifiya heard Valega sigh.
Her soul was burning and she felt a tingling pain. She couldn't help but frown.
Suddenly, a cool force touched her, and she saw Him stretch out the tail feathers of His wings towards her: "Please merge me."
Vephia paused for a moment, then grasped His feather without hesitation.
In an instant, the huge and ancient magic circle expanded rapidly, the burning of the soul slowed down, the runes on the wrist became more dazzling, and the ancient mulberry wood handle was replaced by a gorgeous blue scepter in a circle of small magic circles.
She gripped the scepter tightly, completely releasing all restraints on the power within her body, allowing her soul to connect with this world.
She had already become the world's dust monument, and now she was connected to the world with incredible ease.
Valega used the magic circle to shrink himself continuously, and sent everything of Him into Vifiya's body through her palm.
She couldn't help but close her eyes. It was a wonderful feeling.
Clearly, runes were flickering in her peripheral vision, and she was clearly standing in a closed pure white space, but in an instant, Vifiya saw everything that was happening in the world, even a blade of grass burned by fire, a flower that was no longer appreciated.
All the dead lives, those she was familiar with, those she knew, and those she was unfamiliar with...
They rushed to the pillar of light one after another, because the demise of life and the world was slowing down, but it would not disappear.
She closed her eyes, and a gentle power flowed in her soul.
She didn't need to get close to confirm that Osa, Isidore, and Fei Yi were still alive.
Feeling this, the girl finally felt a little real.
She does not regret her decision. It is the best decision and the most appropriate decision.
She couldn't be sure whether it would happen again if she died after getting to this point.
Her source of life comes from God. If the world perishes, God cannot survive alone, and there will be no so-called next life.
Everyone will die.
but……
She doesn't want to.
She didn't want Isidore to die, she didn't want Osa to die, she didn't want Feiyi to die, she didn't want Kaharun, Arnold, Avril, Helena, Marin, Vivienne, Salis, Selula, all the dead people, aliens, their efforts to be in vain.
She kept telling herself, what if it could start over again? What if everyone could be alive?
All the "what ifs" are unknown, lucky, her cowardice, and her attempt to escape.
All the "what ifs" have a fatal premise.
just in case……
There will be no them in the next life.
…
There was no such thing as a chance of failure. All the happiness they experienced with her now was worth the pain that was engraved in her bones and blood in the past.
No matter how they came to her, she was glad to have them this time.
This was the life in which she had traveled the furthest, but also the most fulfilling and the one with the most memories.
So, no matter what, she found that she could not accept such an ending.
She couldn't accept an outcome where everyone failed.
They work so hard, how could they fail?
When you close your eyes, your hearing always becomes extra sensitive, and Vifiya seemed to hear a slight "click" next to her ear.
Closing the eyelids brings a strange darkness, with occasional faint flashes of white light.
"Snap!" Everything in her eyes suddenly became wide, and the colorful transparent mirror surface, like a lake, shattered in front of her.
Each one is myself.
The first time I came into Vifiya's body, I was panicked, but I still remembered who Jiang Suian was.
The first time I was teased by [Vefiya] without realizing it.
The first time I died.
For the first time, I began to search for the reason for my rebirth.
Lost myself of [Vefiya].
I started to move forward alone, and gradually stopped trusting others.
I started to doubt everyone.
Becoming more and more like [Vefiya], forgetting who you are.
I die again and again.
She found out that there was someone waiting for her in her hometown.
Meet Isidore, meet Osha, meet Arnold, meet Kaharun himself.
They squeezed into her life, they dispelled her anxiety, and they made her no longer alone.
In the translucent fragments, the girl with blonde hair and red eyes sometimes cried, sometimes laughed, and sometimes asked desperately: "Why me?"
Why me?
Why me?
What am I doing wrong?
Why am I going through all this?
Why?
She could have abandoned everyone, or even taken revenge on the world by dying together. She had no obligation to save the world, let alone save anyone.
But, she is human.
Even after being reborn many times, she is still a human being, and she is not heartless.
When she first came to this world, she felt the warmth from Vifiya. Even if the darkness later became colder, she could not forget that beam of fire.
During the days when she walked alone, the occasional candlelight would temporarily dispel the heavy snow for her.
She remembered those candlelights, even though she didn't have to brave the wind and snow.
Later, some people came in with a lot of firewood. They not only started a fire for her and added more firewood, but also wanted to build a house for her to keep out all the cold. The fire was so bright that it almost burned her, but she didn't hate it.
The education she had received and the teachings of her parents could not make her hate those who handed her the candle and lit the fire for her, let alone hate everyone.
Among the many fragments, there was a girl in an inconspicuous corner, a girl who had been sleeping all the time. She slowly opened her eyes, her red pupils looking around blankly and curiously, as if she didn't understand why she was here.
Her eyes looked at the same herself in every fragment, then moved to a complete person outside the fragments. After thinking for a while, she reached out her hand.
The tiny runes on the edge of the fragments emitted a little light and floated towards countless "me".
The fragments regrouped, and countless "I"s became one "I".
The mirror-like surface of a clear lake shimmered, the girl's black eyes were soft, and her black hair moved slightly, causing faint ripples on the mirror-like surface.
She looked at "herself", and Vifiya looked at her and slowly curled the corners of her lips.
The black-haired girl saw her smile and started smiling too.
Her palm touched the mirror that shackled her, and her eyes never left "herself". Vifiya took a step forward and responded to her.
She placed her hand firmly on the black-haired girl's palm, and even though there was a thin layer of water between them, there was no moisture at all.
The clear and bright red eyes reflected the face opposite.
The face gradually became hazy, gradually blurred, and the facial features became unclear. The hair moved without wind, and gradually became clearer, until the black pupils once again completely took "me" in.
A strand of black hair swayed across the mirror and brushed against Vifiya's face, bringing a slight itch.
In one of the black-haired girl's eyes, tiny and intricate runes swirled, forming a twisted clock magic circle.
Her hand left her own palm, picked up a dark red crown of thorns, passed it across the mirror, and placed it steadily on her own head.
The thorns pierced the flesh, and a trace of blood slid down the blonde girl's face like tears.
The mirror shattered, and she shattered along with the mirror, splashing into the red pupil.
Vifiya's eyes were dazzled for a moment.
Seven stars connected the seven pillars of light that supported the pure white space. Countless humans and aliens poured in and disappeared in an instant.
People looked at their compatriots who no longer existed and took their first steps.
At the same time, all humans and aliens who were going to die were surprised to find that the light column no longer accepted any life, it refused to allow any life to disappear.
They looked at each other, the thin hope left in the air was being sucked away bit by bit, but they were helpless and could only turn around and muster up their remaining strength to fight the monster.
A chill breeze blew across the entire continent, diluting the bloody smell from the noses of all living things. The confused and muddled heads suddenly became clear, and the monsters that kept popping up became easier to kill.
The cracks in the sky let down strands of light like drizzling rain, and the dark red earth miraculously lost most of its bloodiness. The light merged into the wounds of life, and the lost life was gradually being saved.
The surviving humans and aliens were shocked to find that no matter what injuries they had, their wounds had healed.
Then they heard whispers from the world.
The world on the verge of destruction announces to all living beings the birth of a new God. This is His gift and this is the blessing bestowed by Him.
His name is Sasik.
…
He raised his crimson eyes, and above the dull black veil, a crown of thorns sprouted blossoming stamens, interwoven with black chains dotted with bright red.
He took a step forward, and the chain fell on his veil, swaying silently.
She can't go back.
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