"And I'm not him."
"I want to tell you—"
Among the collapsing stardust, the overlapping hairs are connected like star strings.
His body spontaneously ignited with light and fire, and piece by piece, it unravelled into a stream of life, filling this small world on the brink of collapse.
“Hua La La—”
And His eyes seemed to be full of smiles, yet seemed to be empty.
That is——
“——Stop me as much as you can. I will still find new targets and continue to invade.”
——He has inherited it for a long time, has been wandering for a long time, for thousands and thousands of years——
“Whether it’s hatred, obsession, or twisted desires, I am pleased and agree with all my ideas and actions, and I will never regret it.”
——He will never perish, never fall, and live with Him for thousands of years——
"Hate me, loathe me, denounce me as an invader, denounce me as a demon—"
——Eternal loneliness.
"—I will eventually reach the other shore."
"You will never be able to stop it."
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[I hope I can find my ideal "new world" soon. I hope my fellow travelers will not be isolated. I hope those children will get what they want.]
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"You are not him." Su Mingan couldn't connect the person in front of him with Noel.
“Yes! Yes! I am not him! What kind of twisted possibilities did he have to go through to become like me!?” Die Ying laughed out loud, his laughter was more joyful than ever before:
"So, Noel Ajinni can't be the double shadow, and the double shadow can't be Noel Ajinni! Just believe it! I'm going to embark on my journey again until I burn out!"
"After thousands of years, if I am lucky enough to find the source of a new world during my journey, then I will have an eternal new world! If I cannot find the source of a new world, then I will turn into nothingness and disappear!"
“An adventurer should travel the world, regardless of life or death. Either he runs endlessly, or his song stops abruptly!”
“Even if I die, just think of myself as jumping out of time and becoming a part of the world. From now on, everything can be me.”
"Goodbye, Su Mingan... No, goodbye forever! I've realized that I can't keep you, so I'm going to my [new world]."
——Su Mingan actually heard three layers of meaning in that [New World].
A small world called "New World".
A brand new world in a literal sense, which is also the next target of invasion that Die Ying is looking for.
And...the new ideal world in His heart.
He waved his hand, and the light of life flowing from his body flowed madly into the ground. Stardust waved like flags, and the vast and profound foundation of civilization was like a gradually growing sprout, nourishing its growth.
——He is using his own life to continuously irrigate this dying world, allowing it to survive. Then, he can continue to drag this ark full of bones, looking for the next target of invasion, trying to find the source of the world.
Until life runs out.
Until He fell into eternal nothingness.
The starlight was reflected behind Him, as if playing a long and endless song of nothingness. The indescribable fluid was controlled by Him, filling the dry surface until flowers bloomed, kingfishers were reborn, and the tall and magnificent Ferris wheel was once again dyed with the colorful colors of spring.
"Chiu——"
The resurrected kingfisher chirped once, standing on His shoulder, like the birth song of civilization.
Su Mingan was pushed away.
He fell into the crack in space that Die Ying had torn open for him, and returned to the civilization of the old days. This final conversation was over, and there were no more extra words between them. Die Ying sent him away.
Adventurers will continue to step into the endless abyss of civilization, continuing this eternal chain of civilization invasions.
Until the moment His ideal is realized.
Or maybe He burned out before His ideal.
Why die for an illusory spring?
If it were Him, then no.
He will create that real spring with his own hands.
So, spring, warm sunshine, please come soon.
The last thing Su Mingan saw was Dieying burning himself madly, irrigating that beautiful little world, until the birds sang and the flowers bloomed, thousands of souls floated in the sky, and his figure almost disappeared.
The golden hair fluttered in the air like a flying golden bird.
Those deep blue eyes were filled with desire and madness, like an endless blue flame——
“Swish!”
The space gap closed before his eyes, and he didn't know how the story of the higher-dimensional being ended.
Perhaps He would exhaust His life and die, and ultimately fail to find the source of a new world. The small world would collapse and disappear in the void, and the regrets, loneliness, sorrow, and hope of thousands of years would all disappear in the vast universe, and no one would mention it again. Just like the void itself, the name of Noel Akinni would eventually belong to only one person, and all the existences around him would turn into cosmic dust.
But perhaps tens of millions of years later, people will wake up in this rough and shoddy little world.
They began to breathe after a long absence, and realized that they had finally resurrected and woke up—
And in the distant sky, there was a blond figure floating.
He is waiting for something, searching for something, and seems to be just looking down at this pure white world with satisfaction. The fire of life burns in His body, flowing underground, supporting this world without fighting and pain. This is the real [Utopia] without illness and sadness.
No one knew which withered bones of civilization or which shadow that had not yet taken shape were under their feet. All this had already happened before they woke up.
Then, with his blue eyes open, he smiled and repeated,
——The eternal and long-lasting praise of the [Adventurer] that supported Him in doing good or evil, caring about the ideals in His heart, and even at all costs.
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"Don't be afraid, I will reach the other side."
"——Don't be afraid, I will reach the other side in the end!"
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So, people shouted.
"——Noel Akinni! The adventurer of the new century, the freest bird!!!"
If so,
[Adventurer] laughed out loud, as if he had proved something, but also as if he had lost something. Then He grabbed a person, that person had black hair and black eyes, or black hair and gray eyes, no matter what, they were not the only reality, and one day they would all be annihilated, including the overlapping images themselves.
——But before reaching the silence of "conclusion", let's start the journey forward.
——Before falling into the end of "nothingness", let Him spread the wings of a kingfisher.
ah.
Let Him indulge in the ugly and beautiful, the innumerable, the sinful and full of ideals, the short-lived and endless, the stagnant before the doomed destruction——
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——[His and “his” utopia].
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…
So, spring, warm sun,
Please come soon.
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