She looked at you quietly, wiping your broken and blood-stained wheelchair.
"Asa."
"You can finally rest."
"I will help you keep an eye on your world and maintain my personality."
"Next time... you who are made up of programs... I will definitely come before you with the best killing intentions."
"After the dimension is lowered, I will give up my body during the day and keep my thinking to a minimum. At night, I will stay awake between sleeps to extend the life of my soul."
"If nothing unexpected happens, I will maintain my integrity."
"Then, keep watching for a long time."
…
Human civilization did not end that year.
Carrying swords, guns and fire, they fell into the two-dimensional world and became a race whose time was sliced.
——They worked hard to develop technological weapons, fought bloody battles and sacrificed their lives on the battlefield, allowing those who came after them to see spring.
——They imprisoned themselves in the past and became a piece of repeatedly superimposed data.
——Together, they made up for the last firewall of the [One Dimension] human beings and became a true stepping stone.
——They locked themselves in the cold winter, imprisoned in ice and snow, and never saw spring in their entire lives.
Thus, human civilization has been forcibly continued for 102 years, until today.
Dawn is approaching.
Asa Aktor died in the fire of the people.
——The fire of that day has not yet been extinguished even today, after being simulated thousands of times.
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"A long, long time ago, Tretia wanted to go with me, to leave here, to a place where no one could find us, to sail freely without any restraints."
"But I can't."
"I only learned how to make guns with my own hands, how to enlighten the eyes of a bionic body, how to input programs into artificial intelligence, and how to awaken the people's consciousness of resistance... However, I did not learn how to escape."
"My soul is imprisoned here. The life span of civilization is like my life. I - cannot leave here."
"Nothing can stop a soul from returning home."
"Go home for me."
"I wish the sun would rise as usual, and the ship of Theseus, full of human beings, would return victoriously. Even if the tomb of memory with flowers blooming everywhere is full of my bones."
"Even in the extreme cold of hypothermia."
"Even in the hell of humanity."
"I'm Asa Akto, 20 years old. I used to like piano, mystery, and philosophy."
"Millions of idle hours pass by, and then there comes a truly historic moment, a shining hour for mankind."
"I hold up a new dawn."
"I only wish I could see you at dawn."
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In the burnt ashes, under the dead ginkgo tree, the incomplete diary was blown up by the wind, with the last page falling.
You seem to be able to imagine it.
You leaned over the table, and in the dark night, wrote down its appearance stroke by stroke.
Finally, you close it, look up, and look at the rising morning light in the distance.
You stopped and smiled, then turned and disappeared.
A new dimension looms behind you, like an ark on a long journey—
Billions of souls use it as a carrier, singing for you, forever and ever—
As long as they are still here, their homeland will not be far away, and the souls of the dead will have a place to return to and a destination to reach -
Together they sang loudly:
"The pioneers he held up will never die."
"He became eternal life in the fire of dawn."
Pioneers never die.
Dawn is eternal.
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【PhD. 】
【Don't be... Don't be the dawn itself. 】
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