Don't forget.
There was no light in the silent darkness, only endless loneliness and stillness. He was like a cat trapped in a narrow and suffocating box. And this kind of waiting lasted for a thousand years.
"The world is floating in the air, and the blessed scene is coming to dawn..."
"The world floats in the air, and the blessed scene lasts until dawn?"
I sing this song over and over again, with a gentle and sincere tone, and recall the eyes of my old friends over and over again.
Otherwise he will begin to forget who he is, where he comes from, and what he is waiting for.
He knew what his final outcome would be, which was an irreversible death. The only thing at the end of the road was death. He was just waiting for the moment to block the sword for Su Mingan, without any possibility of happiness. But even if all the waiting was for that "death" - so what?
For him, death just meant going to see Changge.
Changge had gone a thousand years ahead of him, and he was finally going to meet him.
By then, we'll have to see how that guy's gaming skills have been honed. They should be pretty good by now.
He smiled and waited silently, continuing to carve the faces and names of the victims over and over again.
——Until the day when the dawn rises.
Wearing the "wooden wings" that he had made as a teenager, he raised his head and looked at the crooked "Tower of Babel" that was no longer tall.
Take a deep breath.
Enthusiasm is the wings and long-cherished wish is the style.
Hold your head high, stand tall, and leap up——
…
——"Long Song" finally flew towards the ideal.
…
I held that person's hand and sword, and saw that person's similar yet different black eyes and the bright color in his eyes.
It was as if he was looking in a mirror, or as if he was seeing a dear friend who had passed away. His heart was pounding, and his eyes were clear and bright.
"Great, I'm finally going to meet him." He smiled.
"It's been a thousand years, he should have..."
"You beat my game."
…
Su Mingan caught Changge.
The white tentacles looked like angel wings, gently embracing the lantern keeper who had been waiting for a thousand years.
Due to the inertia of the impact, they spun in the air for a moment before they stabilized their bodies.
Why could Changge command a war, why could Changge play the piano, why did Changge's ideas always coincide with his own...it seemed as if the answer came to him in an instant.
At the end of the story, Changge gets a hug from himself. Although everything about him comes from this person, including his appearance, voice and past, when their eyes meet, they can clearly see the difference.
They met before dawn.
At this time, people screamed and pointed to the sky because they saw an incredible sight.
"Look—"
People saw - even if it was not clearly presented, but similar things were happening in the other 9,999 timelines.
——In every timeline, there is a god-like person floating in the sky, holding up the ideal country. Their appearances are different, their ages are different, but their movements are similar to Su Mingan.
"This is..." Su Mingan didn't expect that the other 9999 timelines were doing the same thing. Although those 9999 people did not become gods, they just gathered their strength to help the main timeline where Su Mingan was located to establish an ideal country.
"Su Ming'an, before the end, I will explain [three things] to you. This is [the first thing]." Changge said:
"In fact, even if your world line fails, other world lines will quickly take over. Remember? The gods told you that even if you play it safe for twenty days, there will be an 'old god' who will take over your responsibilities and do the same thing as you."
"And the 'old god' mentioned by the gods is not just one person."
"But——"
Changge pointed his finger at the figures of the 9999 timelines:
"【them】."
Su Mingan's pupils suddenly widened.
"[They] are all people like you. Maybe they are not called 'Su Ming'an, they are not your age, and they do not have black hair and black eyes. Their occupations are diverse, including soldiers, farmers, accountants, doctors, sixty-year-olds and teenagers... You can't even tell each of their names, you can only call them by the unified code name in the Millennium Plan - 'Shan Changge'." Changge said:
"The first batch of 'Shan Chang Ge' had only 253 members, and now there are 9,999 members."
"They have similar temperaments and wills to you. They are the most suitable people for their world lines."
"If you fail, the energy accumulated in the Old World, the authority you left behind, and the faith gathered from all over the world can create the next 'Old God'."
"If this 'Old God' also fails, one of the remaining 9,998 people will soon stand up and become the third-ranked 'Old God'. If he fails again, there will still be 9,997 people to be the fourth, fifth, sixth, or even the ten thousandth-ranked 'Old God'."
"One by one, someone will succeed in supporting the ideal country."
"——What if they keep dying?"
"We have [10,000] world lines, so we have [10,000] chances."
"The ancestors of the original Heavenly Generation have long since died, but as long as the hard drive of life is still there, the will of immortality will continue to rotate for thousands or even tens of thousands of years—"
Changge smiled with curved eyebrows, looking very proud:
"Eternal Immortality."
…
Steam Age
[Name: Morgan Maxey]
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