Just like a book, when it is being written, it is full of creativity and possibilities, but when it ends, no matter how perfect its content is, it means that no new creativity will be born.
The content becomes fixed, everything becomes fixed.
"I am different from you. You want to protect too many things. So for you, a 'perfect' ending is the best you can do. You don't care whether the universe is free or not, and you don't care whether there will be a new future, because you have done your best just to protect everyone." The Lord of the World said slowly:
"But I'm not like you."
"I was born in a wasteland with nothing. I am a beast that survives by biting the flesh of my enemies. Beasts can do anything for freedom. I have very little, so I don't care about perfection."
"I only care about..."
He slowly removed his palm, revealing his disgusted face:
"All I care about is that there shouldn't be any invisible hands controlling us."
His will never changed.
They want power, influence, swords, and to be high and mighty and unattainable - in fact, it’s all for one word, “freedom”.
He wants a destiny that is not controlled by anyone.
Call Su Wenjun.
He could not accept the Supreme Will, could not accept the protagonist's desire for perfection -
So he wants to destroy it.
Ruined it all.
Let everything return to chaos, whether it is triggering a death rollback, triggering a Rovasha reset, triggering a world game reset, or triggering a Poincare return of the universe... Let the story on the brink of the abyss start from the beginning. As long as he keeps pushing for restarts and keeps turning the pages of the book, the story will never end.
As long as the story doesn't end, the characters will always be free.
What he wanted to refuse was the end.
"I have been looking for a good enough way to persuade you... But in the end, I found that you are still willing to succumb to 'perfection'." Su Wenjun stared at Su Mingan with golden eyes, and his tone was a little pleading:
"Could you please... not end our 'story'?"
Su Mingan was stunned for a moment.
"Just now, when you were hesitating whether to eat yourself, I almost felt the end coming." Su Wenjun said: "I felt that the Book of the Universe would form in your palm at any time."
"You think too highly of me..." Su Mingan said. Obviously, the Supreme Lord, the Lord of the End of All Things and others were above him.
"I'm not wrong." Su Wenjun said, "I even feel that... the moment of the end is very close. You will be the most direct end."
The flames are burning fiercely.
The charred books made a sound like wind blowing through dead branches.
Su Mingan remained unmoved.
Beauty and freedom cannot be achieved at the same time. He thought there was nothing wrong with the Lord's idea, but he chose the former.
Looking at Su Mingan's clear eyes, the expectation in the eyes of the world master faded away bit by bit.
"I hate you." said the Lord.
Su Mingan deflected the sword.
"I hate that you have everything but discard it like a worn-out shoe. I hate your calmness. I hate that you arbitrarily decided my birth and gave me a face. I hate that you control my life and I hate that I have become the same person." The Lord of the World murmured, as if he was talking to Su Mingan, and as if he was talking to another person:
"I hate you...Oliviers."
"I hate you for making me so awake, but I also hate that I can't change anything."
Since you already know that you are an irredeemable villain, why do you still need to put on a noble mask?
Why rely on statues of gods when you already know that you are no different from a sewer rat?
Since you already know that the silt and sewage belong to you, why should you taste the grapes peeled by others?
Everything is yours.
Nothing belongs to you.
Because he is too awake, awake enough to know the mysteries of the universe and the existence of backtracking, he bears a fate that he cannot escape despite countless attempts - freedom.
And at the beginning, the protagonist who was chasing perfection was standing opposite him.
Didn't he know that even if he successfully rushed into the World Tree, the probability of burning all these books was extremely low? Of course, he knew that from this point on, this was an impossible destruction.
He just asked for benevolence and got benevolence, and asked for death and got death. Since he was destined to be unable to stop the end of the story, he would let himself become the final footnote and die before the ending was solidified.
What kind of heart can a wild beast that grew up in the wilderness have?
They eat the flesh of corpses, drink blood, and tear their enemies to pieces day and night. This is a beast.
"...Don't you have anything to say to me?" said the Lord.
The fire became smaller and smaller, but he still couldn't burn all the books.
"I want to say something." Su Mingan said.
The Lord raised his head slightly, his expression slightly moved. He hoped that Su Mingan could understand his will.
"...You shouldn't have killed Qi Zhou." Su Mingan said.
That was all he said.
Su Wenjun slowly raised his palms and covered his face, hissing and hoarse laughter came out of his throat. His purple hair fluttered, and the ends of his hair were stained with sparks, like a gorgeous violet. He almost trembled all over with laughter, which was very lively.
The "perfect" protagonist, it turns out that these are what he cares about.
"Is there a possibility?" Su Wenjun's voice was very soft: "You witnessed his death, and he can be resurrected in the new world. And I killed him in order to survive and confirm a fact."
Su Wenjun suddenly stretched out his hand.
Su Mingan immediately stepped back alertly, swung his sword, and stabbed Su Wenjun in the chest.
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