[Year 7780.]
You remember those who have passed away.
The Primordial Heaven Realm is buried within this chaotic matter.
[This place holds the remains of the entire world, but they were all destroyed by Bai He, torn into countless fragments, and then swallowed by the chaos.]
[A world one light-year in size.]
【The Myriad Realms of Primordial Heaven.】
[A lower bound measured in trillions.]
Countless living beings.
You cover your head.
You feel as if a large piece has been ripped out from the depths of your soul.
A huge hole has appeared.
[Cold pain, loneliness, sorrow, resentment, and helplessness.]
You stroke your smooth cheek.
"If I were still a mortal, I'd be in tears by now."
All these years you've been covering yourself up, and you've been running away: running away from their deaths.
The regrets you face are actually quite few, including the deaths of loved ones.
[Ever since you got the simulator, you've been invincible and enjoyed endless fun.]
You have never lost anything again.
What you lost last time was your fisherman parents who raised you from infancy in the fishing village.
From birth until age 12, until the night of the torrential rain, when the lake surged and the boat sank, everyone on board perished.
Two years later, you learned to fish from Uncle Ji. Just as you were about to become capable of surviving independently, the simulator arrived.
Once you obtain the simulator, suffering and hardship will vanish from you forever.
But now, you have to face them again.
All the happy times you've accumulated over thousands of years have been stripped away.
[My acquaintances, friends, and... my lover.]
"Yes, are they also my lovers?"
Ask yourself honestly.
"Perhaps we were lovers."
You gave yourself a vague answer.
[For decades before, you indulged in fantasies, you played video games, you masturbated.]
You try your best to fill the void in your heart caused by losing those people with happiness and joy.
[That emptiness doesn't seem huge at first; you can fill it with whatever images you have in your mind, allowing you to continue laughing happily and playing carefree.]
But it is expanding.
Gradually, you'll need to fill that void with games.
But even games are slowly becoming insufficient to fill that void.
The only option left is to use memories.
[But once it's filled, it becomes even more unbearable than a simple emptiness.]
This is nothing compared to the time you spent in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm.
Back then, you knew you would eventually leave, and in your foreseen future, you did indeed leave countless times. You knew that after those tough days came a period of unrestrained and exuberant freedom.
You know you can leave at any time, and every few years you can feel the time that awaits you there, a time filled with hope.
But now... can you really bring them back to life?
Even if it were possible, how long would that take? A million years, ten million years, or a hundred million years?
Hold yourself tight.
"I miss you all so much."
"I really miss you all."
[7793 AD.]
You will reach the pinnacle of the Five Realms on your journey of exploration.
[In the future, you will perform three consecutive rituals, spending three hours in total, and successfully advance to the sixth realm.]
Then... you feel your thinking changing.
"The Lord of the Underworld, He is incomparably majestic and holy."
"He is supreme, He is everything, He is the ultimate of the universe."
"For Him, I will dedicate myself, I will become His slave, I will become His everything!"
Just like a demon who has advanced to the fifth realm, your future self is being brainwashed.
You forcefully resisted the brainwashing until the Lord of the Underworld appeared before you.
[He extended a purplish-black tentacle, reaching for you: "Interesting, your willpower is comparable to that of a near-immortal!"]
As His hand approaches, you feel your will being eroded at an accelerated rate, and hymns of praise to Him begin to chant in your mind.
You have forcibly interrupted this future!
Back in the present, you clutch your head, a hint of fear in your eyes.
"This can't go on any longer, it absolutely can't go on any longer!"
You suspect that if that future hadn't been interrupted in time—
You will then begin to think of Him, expend your essence to give to Him, you will tell Him everything, and offer everything to Him.
[You would claim to have the power to control the future, and you would do your best to persuade the Lord of the Underworld to use tricks against you, to find your present self, to find the original self outside the simulator, and to convince that original self to become His lackey...]
The future you foresee is never like watching a movie, a slow, third-person observation of the future plot. Rather, it's like opening another timeline, your consciousness entering that timeline, and then returning with the corresponding memories after that timeline ends—all in an instant.
Whether that future ends, and when it ends, is determined by your consciousness within that future!
Although foreseeing the future only brings back memories, not a corrupted soul: even if one has been brainwashed into a lackey in the future, all that's brought back is a few hundred hours of awkward memories.
In reality, you won't be assimilated by such a small fragment of memory.
But what you're afraid of is—
[That future version of yourself will be completely brainwashed into becoming the Lord of the Darkness's lackey. He will forcibly extend that future into 272 hours, giving the Lord of the Darkness ample time to manipulate you who are foreseeing that future, creating a form of memory pollution!]
For example, if you cultivate the Path of Exploring the Netherworld within the Summoning God system, then after you condense your Dao Seal, a message will be automatically sent to the Lord of the Netherworld.
[Then, it's possible that the Lord of the Netherworld might develop a method in the future to leave unique memories in your mind. After you receive those future memories, they would form a special signal, producing an effect similar to quantum communication, notifying Him to come to the cosmic membrane to receive you, His exceptional little brother...]
Then your life is completely ruined.
[You don't know if the Lord of the Underworld will be able to accomplish all that in the next ten days or so, but by then you will already be so moved that you want to tell him to do it!]
[Your future self is guiding him on how to more effectively enslave his past self!]
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