Ahead lay a deep, bottomless darkness.
Within the endless darkness, black outlines of hands bent and extended a single finger, pointing towards the distant, winding path.
Viktor walked across this ethereal bridge, seemingly there yet nowhere, his movements silent and deliberate.
Before long, the surrounding darkness began to twist and turn, gradually turning into nothingness.
The darkness began to fade, revealing a vast, boundless plain, with dense reeds swaying gently, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
In the center of this field stands a high platform of brown rock.
Magnificent, grand, enormous.
Despite the lack of written signs, Victor knew that this was the "Primeval Space".
Chaos's territory.
He came as a spirit, but it's unknown whether Chaos dares to show himself.
But soon, standing on the reeds, Victor witnessed the distortion and tearing of the void before him.
Pupils emerged from the cracks in space, like twinkling stars, almost covering the entire sky.
These eyes are positioned haphazardly, and some are even half-fused together.
At the same time, a deep yet hazy voice echoed from the distant heavens.
"What did you see?"
"A cycle that repeats itself again and again, is tedious, yet never ends."
"Without a way out, we can only go through these cycles again and again."
Those illusory eyes fell one after another, swirling around Viktor and scrutinizing his soul.
The gazes of hundreds or even thousands made Viktor feel an invisible pressure, as if his soul was being squeezed from both inside and out.
"Look, no matter how many times you die, as long as this world restarts, you will still become 'Victor'."
"Once you open your eyes, you enter the cycle of reincarnation and can never escape it."
"If that's the case, why insist on it?"
This time, the conversation with Chaos lacked the familiar chat boxes that Viktor was used to.
That makes sense, since he doesn't even have a player panel. If he's not a player, how could he possibly see Chaos's comments?
Victor was not intimidated by Chaos's few words. Even though Chaos was the creator god of this world, Victor never took him seriously.
He always placed himself in a superior position.
Therefore, in response to Chaos's words, he replied without hesitation:
"Then why don't you keep me trapped in the cycle of reincarnation forever, instead of calling me here?"
Chaos remained calm, and the countless strangely shaped pupils finally left Viktor's side and began to re-condense in mid-air.
It slowly raised its head, and the transparent outline of its body emerged from the bottom of each eye.
The ethereal form twirled in the air, finally revealing the deep darkness within its shell to Victor.
The heads of various biological entities that kept trembling were also reconstructed and swayed gently under the sky.
Finally, the two foremost eyelids opened slightly, revealing its true eyes.
"You interfered with the trajectory that shouldn't have been touched."
"The existence of reincarnation is merely to serve them."
“Everyone should know their place and ensure that everyone’s path is aligned. Only in this way can every ‘player’ enjoy themselves and become the master of the cycle.”
Chaos's words were already very easy to understand.
'Gamer' refers to a player.
The rulers within the cycle of reincarnation refer to every player who has completed all the endings.
Chaos was not as ignorant of everything as he had previously appeared.
For example,
"You've always known about the players' existence."
Viktor's question was calm yet carried a hint of coldness.
Chaos did not refute, but merely nodded his heavy head slightly.
"I once told you that, in all my known memories, I have experienced countless reincarnations."
"Ten thousand years, ten thousand times."
But the number of players is not limited to these; according to the theory that one player corresponds to one cycle,
The ten thousand cycles that Chaos experienced may only be the tip of the iceberg.
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions are all possible.
These 10,000 times are just a familiar number, a number that even Chaos doesn't know how to describe.
“I once told you that you changed that unchanging cycle, expelling the ‘players’ from that cycle.”
Victor remembers.
That was his first meeting with Chaos.
Chaos had told him that the princess of the Karencia Empire would ascend to the throne after 'those things' appeared.
However, his appearance led to the princess's early accession to the throne.
The "things" he was referring to at the time clearly meant the players.
"But at that time, I didn't want to speculate about your origins."
"Because I was scared."
Chaos's multicolored pupils appeared somewhat sinister as he spoke, and the countless eyes on his body exuded a suppressed terror.
Do you know why my conversation with you is framed by such vague and ethereal words?
He was referring to the chat window.
"Only 'players' can see the text boxes because they possess the most special abilities."
Player panel.
Chaos knew this, not because he was a player himself.
As the creator god, Chaos governs the order of the world and is one of the two hidden bosses in the game.
The other is the goddess of nature.
They are all the highest-level bosses in the game, reaching level 90.
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