"The stories I write will become reality to some extent through His dreams. These stories have their own will and will continue to look for the most suitable people to be the protagonists. So, if I continue to write those scary, thrilling, and weird stories, this world may gradually become scary, thrilling, and weird."

The ancient capital seemed somewhat helpless.

"Writing a story will lead to the destruction of the world. Will not writing also lead to the destruction of the world?"

Xia seemed to be thinking about the Kingdom of Night.

Although the Kingdom of Darkness was often attacked by the Black Forest Demonic Tide, it was able to survive thanks to the resistance of the Gray Tower and the Black Tower, but its life was just a little harder.

Compared to the already destroyed wasteland and this ruined city that was bound to be destroyed anyway, the Kingdom of Night was simply a paradise.

"Impossible, there must be other ways. Why can't we just kill Him?"

Trist found it unbelievable. He always thought that although there were various problems in the abandoned city, at least in the city, most people could live a good life.

But now the ancient capital tells Trist that this world will be destroyed after a period of time anyway, which completely subverts Trist's worldview.

This world does not see any hope at all. It will either be destroyed by more and more monsters, or be destroyed madly by the indescribable great being after it awakens.

The first person Lu Ban thought of was Kazushima.

The island is infested with filth. Monsters continue to devour humans and destroy civilization. Only the pure fire of the Wajima Taisha Shrine can destroy them. The pure fire itself cannot be extinguished. In the end, the world will be engulfed by a flame that never goes out.

No matter how hard they struggle, the end of the island is already determined.

The two are so similar.

Or maybe, Lu Ban thought, all foreign lands might be like this. The Wasteland and the Kingdom of Night, which seemed to still have hope, might already be gradually destroyed in some place he didn't know about.

As for my own world...

Lu Ban didn't think too much about it.

Because the world you live in is definitely not the most special one.

The answer is self-evident.

"You are the protagonists of "In the Mouth of a Madman", and that mercenary may be the protagonist of "Shadow of Terror". The story will look for the most suitable protagonist for itself. If there is no protagonist suitable for it, then the story will gradually fade away and lose its effect. I need to create new stories to continue to satisfy Him."

Gu Du didn't seem to care much about the fact that the world was about to be destroyed, or perhaps he had lost his humanity during the long process of coexisting with the unspeakable evil god.

Only by losing all rationality and emotions as human beings can we contend with this crazy and unreasonable great existence.

"But don't worry. At least for now, 'He' won't wake up. In the past twenty years, in addition to writing, I have also been researching some methods that can temporarily seal him."

Gudu pointed to the door.

"To put it simply, the stories I write will become His dreams. Through dreams, He will interfere with reality and make it move in an irreversible direction. The stories will find the protagonists on their own and cannot be controlled. Therefore, I created this town."

"This town will become the main area of ​​influence of "His" dream. All stories will be gathered in this place. Although there may be some leaks, at least most of the horror novel plots will only take place in this town."

After hearing what Gu Du said, Trist felt a little relieved, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

If it was so easy to seal an indescribably great being, then there would be no need for the ancient capital to be trapped here for twenty years.

"What does this cost?"

So Drizzt asked.

"…The price is insignificant."

Gudu smiled.

"To do this, the first problem is to have the most suitable protagonists for these stories appear in this town. Otherwise, they will leak to other cities and other areas. Secondly, each story will be accompanied by the birth of some monsters and some anomalies. After a period of time, this area will be full of abnormal monsters, making it difficult to meet the first condition."

“In addition, my personal factors are also one of them, and they are very critical, that is, whether I can continue to create stories that are pleasing to Him. In fact, as time goes by, it is already difficult to create a good story. If you want to completely imprison Him in this town, you need a more sophisticated and interconnected story.”

Listening to Gu Du's description, even Lu Ban found it very difficult. This was an attempt to fight against gods with the power of mortals.

How did the ancient capital do it?

"Don't worry. To accomplish this, you only need one thing, which is to make the illusion and reality intertwine. Although I am an ordinary person and cannot completely do what I said, there is someone in this world who can do it. This is also the technique that my good friend used at the time."

The writer picked up the pen as if he wanted to write something, but he hesitated to start writing.

"That's the guy behind the door."

After hearing this, Lu Ban suddenly understood.

"You...became part of the story yourself?"

The conditions are here and the answer is obvious.

"Yes, He is the guy in this world who is best at weaving stories, who loves stories the most, and who pursues perfect stories the most. So, just like "Mouth of a Madman" found you, I wrote myself into the story. In fact, your experiences are just stories recorded by the protagonist in "Mouth of a Madman". They are stories within stories. The protagonist of the real story is me."

Gu Du's tone was so bland as if he was talking about some unremarkable article.

“In The Mouth of a Madman, I am a horror novelist who can continuously create horror novels that amaze the world. After I disappeared, I actually came to the door that sealed a great existence. Here, I will continue to create those horror stories, and these stories will really be staged in this town.”

"In reality, I am just an ordinary novelist, but in the story, I am a great writer who will never run out of inspiration and have endless ideas. Things that I cannot do myself, I will be able to do one by one in the dream of that great being."

"I used His own power to create countless stories for Himself."

“And these stories will lead to the destruction of the world and bring endless fear. I turned the fear in reality into a weapon against Him.”

The corners of his mouth curled up, like a child who had succeeded in a prank.

Lu Ban was wrong.

This is not a foolish act of using mortal power to fight against gods, but a feat of using mortal wisdom to imprison gods.

“So, your arrival and your conversation with me are the key to all of this. Our conversation connects reality and the story together, giving this story a real ending.”

“Without you, my story would be nothing but a castle in the air. But with your witness, with the witness of the great being behind you, this story has a real foundation.”

Not only the gods behind the bronze gate, but also the existence behind Lu Ban and the others, who controlled and fooled everything, became part of the ancient capital's work.

He was like a chess player, using everything, even himself, as chess pieces to play against the indescribable gods.

And he actually won.

"So, I say, the price is insignificant, it's just me."

As Gu Du spoke, he seemed to have made up his mind. He picked up his pen and wrote down the ending of the story on the manuscript paper.