【“Sique Olivers.”】
[“——You are a great artist in Lovasa. Your casual strokes are more important than anyone else’s.”]
[“——You just need to look towards poetry and the distance, and express your talent and romance.”]
[“In my memory, everyone says this to me.”]
[“They say I am a genius and they are mediocre. Tens of thousands of mediocre people cannot match the contribution of a genius.”]
[“I am indeed blessed by God. Ever since I picked up a pen at a young age, I felt as if all the words in the world were coming to me.”]
[“I have seen people who have worked diligently to create thousands or tens of thousands of stories, but they can only get a meager salary to support their lives.”]
[“I have seen people who never dared to pick up a pen in their entire lives, and never wrote a complete story.”]
[“But this doesn’t matter. Maybe they were just born at the wrong time. Or maybe they were constrained by various practical factors.”]
[“When I understood all the context of the text, the world became boring in front of me. The colors I perceived began to dim, and the fire in my chest began to die down - I sensed an emotion called 'loss of enthusiasm'.”]
[“I began to realize how long I had been burning myself like a flame, devoting myself to creation, but forgetting to look back at the people in reality? Or, I regarded everything in the world as inspiration, lost my ability to empathize, and even when I saw a tragedy, I only wanted to record it... How long did I continue in this state?”]
[“How long has it been since I smelled the flowers in the park, and how long has it been since I enjoyed the sunset at dusk?”]
[“It might not be a bad idea to end the story here.”]
[“But I soon realized that if I chose to end it, the first people to destroy me would not be myself, but those who called themselves ‘mediocrities’.”]
[“They have been eager for me to fall from the throne for too long. Some people even went to great lengths to smear ‘Olives’, fabricate rumors about me, and stab me in the back.”]
[“And there are those who long for me…They clothe me in gold, adorn me with tinsel, look forward to my future, and also build a hell for me.”]
[“‘Since you are a genius, you should do what a genius should do.’ Therefore, as Oliver, as the greatest creator, as a darling favored by inspiration - I have never been a little magpie for a day.”]
[“Until the day when Su Ming’an arrived, everything will finally come to an end. The three trillion eight hundred and seventy-nine billion six hundred and seventy-eight thousand five hundred and forty-six characters I have written, a total of four million six hundred and ninety thousand chapters… will finally come to an end.”]
[“I remembered the oath that the bridge made to me at the beginning of creation—”]
…
I solemnly swear.
——I will feel every spark of inspiration with my heart, I will use my pen to depict the sincerity and beauty in my heart, I will not be afraid of failure and doubt, and I will stick to the original intention of creation.
——No matter how tortuous the road ahead is, I will embrace my passion and pursue my dreams. I will explore the unknown, dare to break through myself, and burn my life and soul in the world of creation.
——I am well aware of the power of creation. It can awaken people's hearts and connect the world. I will always learn and grow with a humble heart.
——I promise to live up to this creative mission, turn every idea into reality, and create my own ideal paradise among endless possibilities.
…
[“My promise has been fulfilled. I created my Garden of Eden with my pen.”]
[“Now, we just need to take the final step, Su Mingan.”]
…
The purple-haired young man leaned back in a recliner, his swirling hair lingering around the stone platform like a growing vine.
He held a towel in his hand and coughed a few times, and bright red blood appeared on the towel:
"Mr. Lighthouse, are you ready? I will tell you everything."
Si Que didn't tell him before because Su Ming'an's memory couldn't be preserved until the next time. But now, Su Ming'an is qualified to know everything.
"...Are you going to entrust your child to me now?" Su Mingan said, "Where are all your OCs?"
"Mr. Lighthouse, I have to correct you...I don't like it..." Si Que said with all his strength.
"Well, where are all your comrades?" Su Ming'an said. He held Si Que's back, and even through the cloth, he could still feel Si Que's skin was as cold as ice.
Si Que gave a pale smile: "I don't trust them."
Even if it was someone whose life experience he knew clearly, he still didn't trust him.
"You don't trust them, but you trust me?" Su Mingan said.
"Then what should we do?" Si Que held his forehead with his fingers: "After all, it is the original."
"You are nothing like my original self. I am not M."
"It's just that the time has not come yet."
"...This is impossible no matter what."
"It's only a matter of time."
Si Que tapped his temple with his fingers, then patted the recliner next to him: "Want to sit down?"
"Go ahead." Su Mingan sat down.
Under the starry sky, a purple figure and a black figure sat opposite each other. Su Mingan then realized that he had regained his original appearance after entering the dream.
Two watchers of the world sat and talked in the silent night, with transparent whales passing by them and colorful stars falling on their shoulders.
For a moment, Su Mingan felt like he was teaching Aktor in the last moments of the ruined world. The original cores were indeed the same, with the postures of guides and pioneers, appearing in front of him one after another to help him move forward.
"The mechanism for the generation of the source of the world is a unique and novel system of civilization," said Si Que.
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