Chapter 52 (Final): Lullaby in the Stardust
Ten thousand years.
To the vast and newly born universe, where even time is still a little immature, it is just like a baby taking a nap.
In a forgotten peaceful star region.
A speck of stardust, unique in every way.
It is brighter than all its companions, as if it has hidden an entire galaxy.
The afterglow of creation, those fragments of laws scattered by Zhuo Huo, Zheng Qiuyu, and Xu, will unconsciously slow down and become gentle when flowing through it.
Like a hum.
A lullaby that finally sounded after billions of years of loneliness.
Energy is attracted and gathered.
That grain of stardust began to undergo an astonishing transformation.
It is no longer a point of light, but condenses and stretches, gradually outlining a curled up outline.
A baby.
He slept peacefully, enveloped in a sky of starlight, his breathing steady. Between his eyebrows, a faint golden divine pattern flickered like a heartbeat with every breath he took.
…
The other side of the universe, where everything ends and begins.
The starry sea returns to the abyss.
The throne built from the debris of billions of stars was still floating silently.
It has witnessed the most insane destruction and the most gentle creation.
On the throne, the silver-haired figure covered with a thin layer of stardust seemed to have turned into an eternal sculpture.
Suddenly, his fingers twitched violently!
The thousand-year-old stardust covering it was instantly shattered into dust by an invisible air wave!
He suddenly opened his eyes!
Those eyes no longer contained the bloody color that burned everything, nor were they filled with the chaotic nothingness.
Those were a pair of amber eyes, warmer than newborn stars.
He woke up.
"autumn rain?"
He spoke, his voice so hoarse that it seemed like the first whisper of the universe.
The empty throne, the empty abyss, the universe so empty that it drives people crazy.
No response.
He couldn't feel her breath.
I can't feel anything at all.
The woman who had deceived him all his life and also loved him all his life disappeared.
No.
She didn't disappear.
She...became the world itself.
"No……"
Zhuohuo sat on the throne in a daze, his amber pupils gradually being invaded by the crazy blood color again.
"I don't want the world! I only want you!!"
A heart-wrenching roar erupted from the throat of the Origin of Chaos! The sublimated power of creation lost control for the first time!
The entire starry sea was shaking violently, and the newly born laws of the universe were wailing under the heavy burden!
He raised his hand, the hand that had recast her soul, but now wanted to tear apart this world without her!
He wanted to destroy this world, to tear her apart from every star and every ray of light! Even if it meant turning her into chaos again, he would not hesitate!
Just when he was about to crush the void.
A breeze, coming from nowhere, gently brushed his cheek.
The wind carried the fragrance of the first-blooming camellia, the gentle music of the Jiangnan zither, the resoluteness of the demon-slaying sword tassel... and all the familiar scents of her ten reincarnations.
The wind, gently, like a kiss, fell on the corners of his furious eyes.
The burning movement froze.
His blood-red pupils trembled violently. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the wind, but the wind playfully slipped through his fingers and blew towards the farther sea of stars.
He understood.
She didn't disappear.
She was hugging him with the whole world.
"You lied to me again..."
Zhuo Huo slowly lowered his hand, his bloodshot eyes fading back to a warm amber. He looked up at the incomparably brilliant starry sky, forged by her sacrifice, and for the first time, tears streamed from the ancient god's eyes.
"You're using a whole world to trap me... Zheng Qiuyu, you're truly... the ultimate liar."
He chuckled softly, his laughter filled with endless doting and resigned sadness.
The figure flashed and disappeared from the throne.
…
A blue planet full of life.
The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the grass and trees are newly grown.
On a piece of soft ground, a black-haired young man was standing there bored.
He has grown from a divine boy to a handsome and tall young man.
sequence.
He thrust an ancient long sword into the ground beneath his feet with a "puff" sound.
He took out a golden ear of wheat from his arms and carefully planted it next to the sword as if completing some sacred ritual.
One is for protection, the other is for life.
The sword guards humanity, and wheat nourishes people's hearts.
After doing all this, he clapped his hands, stood up and looked not far away.
On the plain at the foot of the mountain, a group of half-dressed primitive tribesmen were shouting and jumping excitedly around a bonfire that had been lit with great difficulty.
That is "people".
In this new world, they are the first group of creatures with "free will", the most troublesome and the cutest.
They will be fearful, greedy, and will fight for what they want.
But they can also create and sacrifice to protect.
Xu leaned against the sword, a smile of both helplessness and pride on his face.
He complained to the wind blowing past his ears in a voice that only he could hear:
"Dad, Mom."
"You two are showing off your love in a cosmic way, one of you has turned yourself into the world, and the other is chasing after the world. This 'divine fetus' of mine has been turned into a 'left-behind child'."
He paused, looking at the group of cheering humans, his eyes becoming gentle and firm.
"Alright, Mom used the 'Word Spirit' to control the laws of nature, forcing 'freedom,' the biggest bug, into the highest law. So, I'll be the one protecting this most 'unbalanced,' yet most precious, 'human heart.'"
The wind blew through his black hair and the golden ears of wheat.
The wind continued to move forward, carrying the helpless tenderness of an ancient god, blowing into the tribe at the foot of the mountain and blowing up the orange-red bonfire.
A child squatted in front of the stone wall, scratching the ground with a stone out of boredom.
When the wind blew across his cheek, he suddenly stopped.
A thought, a thought without any reason but extremely clear, popped up in his little head.
He stood up, walked to the stone wall, and raised the stone in his hand.
On the rough rock, he drew a crooked circle representing the sun with great effort.
That was the first totem on this planet.
It is the first time that "free will" has left its mark in this world.
…
The lens is infinitely zoomed out.
From this blue planet to the galaxy it is in, and to the entire brilliant, boundless and vibrant new universe.
The stars are twinkling and the light bands are like rivers.
Among this magnificent sea of stars.
It was no longer a blurry figure, but two clear projections of will, standing side by side.
One, with silver hair like a waterfall and amber eyes, looks at the person next to him gently.
One, with waist-length hair and smiling eyes reflecting the entire starry sky.
He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently touched hers amidst the flow of stardust.
She is the world.
He embraces the world.
Right where the fingertips touch.
A new star, brighter than any other around it—
Born quietly!
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