"I am back, Your Majesty."

The world will, which had regained its heyday due to the stability of the world, stood respectfully beside the black-haired god, and the childishness brought about by the lack of brains in his words also disappeared completely.

It was only when all its memories came back that it realized how stupid it had been.

——Before it completely lost most of its memories and turned into the innocent and innocent comic book will, it had given itself a very serious and diligent hint—don’t neglect César Crest, and don’t disturb César Crest too much, but respect him and guide him as much as possible…

Then I interpreted it as inexplicable awe, and later when my memory loss became more serious, I even interrupted the other party from time to time to complain, and I almost didn't guide the other party at all, and the other party just passed it quickly without any damage on his own.

——Yes, when Caesar asked the will of the comics, "Excuse me, do I know you?", it was not a random question at all. The will of the world did know Caesar, but not the mortal Caesar, but the Caesar who had become a god.

There has always been only one God in this world, Cesar Crest.

Because there is no such thing as time in the concept of "God", His existence transcends the constraints of time and space. Therefore, when Xizel truly becomes a god, he stands on the time dimension and has transcended ordinary concepts. The past, present and future are only within his thoughts, so the gods of the past can naturally be him.

He maintains the balance and stability of the world, and blesses all things with special gifts. He separates light and darkness, seals the heavy power represented by darkness into the abyss, and brings the light power represented by light to the sky. He quietly watches the reproduction and development of living beings, and accepts the worship and sacrifices of all living beings.

This is God, the omniscient and omnipotent God.

This omniscient and omnipotent God did not exist naturally; He also needed a causal opportunity to appear.

Therefore, the gods, who were supposed to exist all the time, had a special "sleeping period" on the timeline. The so-called sleeping period is just a term given by humans to describe the period of time when the gods disappeared. In fact, the gods no longer performed miracles during that period, and no longer protected sentient beings. It was only because the big event in which the gods appeared was about to happen at that time.

So one day, Cesare Kleist was born.

In order to protect the world, the Crest family chose to launch a crazy plan - since the gods have disappeared for thousands of years, whether they can be awakened is still unknown, why not create a being that can replace the gods and complete the most important and indispensable work of the gods to protect and balance the world?

Cesare Kleist fitted the requirements of this plan perfectly in every respect.

So he was transformed and trained to become a god from birth, and after the seeds of transformation were planted, in order to protect and conceal his existence, after making many preparations, he was sent to another world that was connected to this world. And according to the prophecy, at the right time, the candidate for god will naturally come back.

——Of course, after all, the so-called real world is also one of the worlds governed by gods, but it is more difficult to become a god in this world, and of course the stability of this world is stronger. All his identities in this world were arranged by the heyday of the comic will. He had already handed the script to the comic will, and no one would make mistakes by following the script.

Therefore, Cesare Kleist, who is a real "human body", "knows nothing", "grew up in the real modern world and was plagued by an unknown disease because of the early stage of transformation", will not be bound by anyone else, but only by this sickly comic will.

In the early and middle stages, he thought that this was a sequence, and his task was to play his own script well; until the later stages, when his resonance with the origin of the world gradually increased, his divinity gradually awakened and the truth was revealed, he discovered that this was a flashback, inserting an experience of becoming a god into his long and boring life.

Of course, if we describe it using real-world terms, "Mobius strip" might be easier to understand.

It is because César Crest became a god that he was able to transcend time, space, and the universe, and monitor the operation of the world all the time, which is why there were gods in his "past" before he became a god. In order to pave the way for his own process of becoming a god, and without affecting the laws of the world, he would be disconnected for a thousand years to ensure that the world desperately needed a god to fill the gap. It is also because he became a god that he was able to cooperate with the will of the world and let it be his "guide" to assist him in becoming a god.

As for the so-called script handed over to the will of the world, it is easier to explain. These are all things that one has experienced before becoming a god. It is much more difficult to give some pointers to the will of the comics.

Everything is connected end to end, circulating endlessly, forming an absolutely stable closed loop, and the world has survived this catastrophe smoothly enough.

And... when Caesar first showed those inexplicable abilities of "Caesar's xxx", it was very confused, always feeling vaguely that something was wrong. It didn't expect that it turned out to be a pit dug by the god himself, just to trick himself.

#After being caught in the rain, I also want to tear up other people’s umbrellas, even if that person is my former self#

Thinking that the present time is different from the past, the world will quickly stopped complaining in his mind.

"The high priest has regained consciousness, Your Majesty."

*

Xia Zuo came out of that dream-like scene.

The familiar scene was still in front of him. He was walking towards the black-haired god, and the black-haired god was keeping his hand outstretched to him. The gentle words "Come to me" seemed to still ring in his ears.

“… Caesar.”

Xia Zuo heard a dry sound in his throat.

It turns out that this is what Caesar felt when he went through all that.

It turns out that he is not the only one who is sad because of those injuries.

Caesar, who was forced to do all this, felt just as depressed as him.

He thought about the last scene he saw.

Xizel finally climbed the ladder to heaven, entered the temple, and became the supreme god of the world, but at the same time there was no color or emotion in his eyes, as if he was just a puppet created to maintain the stability of the world.

At that time, Xia Zuo found that he had broken away from the other party's perspective and became independent.

So he couldn't help but want to touch the eyes of the black-haired god.

Those eyes, devoid of any emotion or memory, or even humanity or concern, were too dazzling to look at.

But just as his hand was about to touch his eyes, he felt something passing through his body and merging into the black-haired life in front of him.

——That was all he had seen before.

All memories, all emotions, all joys and sorrows. All these things that made up the personality of Cecil Crest returned to his body at this moment, so the black-haired god blinked his eyes, and the dreamlike scene was shattered. He returned to reality, and the black-haired god smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

His earrings swayed, and finally a black-haired girl wearing similar black clothes appeared beside him, looking at Xia Zuo with some dissatisfaction: "Why don't you come over? You are too slow."

—It’s Ursula.

Xia Zuo didn't even know how to describe his feelings. His hopes had been shattered so many times that he even suspected that all this was just a dream. He didn't dare to confirm it, fearing that if he took a step forward, this dream would be shattered by himself.

But he still took a step forward slowly and firmly.

At this point, even the black-haired god sighed imperceptibly and said:

“Too slow.”

The next moment, Xia Zuo found that his position had been moved.

He was no longer on the battlefield, and the combat uniform he wore was no longer covered in blood and flesh. Instead, he was wearing a clean white robe, standing in the sacred and magnificent hall.

"This is my shrine."

A very familiar voice came from behind him.

Xia Zuo turned around somewhat stiffly and saw the black-haired god looking at him calmly. The warmth in those misty blue eyes was finally no longer completely unfamiliar to him.

"This palace is thirty thousand miles away from the earth. If you want to come to me, the ladder to heaven will pave the way for you at any time, and the gate to heaven will open for you at any time."

"Welcome home, Xia Zuo."

The brown-haired boy stared at him blankly, the words in his ears rushing into the depths of his mind over and over again.

"Come to me" and "the gates of heaven are always open to you."

He suddenly couldn't control his emotions. Even after he was sure that Caesar could not be saved and he was in despair, he didn't lose control. Tears kept falling down and he couldn't stop them.

Something touched the hem of his coat.

The black-haired girl was looking at him expressionlessly. She seemed indifferent, but in fact she was expressing her concern in her own way.

"Welcome home," she whispered.

The brown-haired boy smiled widely, "Well, welcome home!"