Surrounded by endless chaotic void and deathly silence, Joshua woke up from a hallucinatory dream and wordlessly raised his head and looked at the darkness around him - this time, the darkness was not just darkness, it was all the anguish. , a mixture of despair and struggle.
In this darkness.
Joshua could hear children who had lost their parents to the war crying in the empty house.
Joshua could hear the old man who lost his children due to natural disasters, silently choking on the tombstone.
It can even be seen that young people who are oppressed by the dark system and have no way out can only choose the tears shed when they die, and above this is a desperate society that has completely fallen into a dystopian system.
It can be seen that in the early days of industrial society, a middle-aged man who was squeezed out of breath by factory owners and had to bear the burden of a family of five when he returned home was sobbing silently. It was not because of his body that was riddled with holes, but because he was worried about himself. How should your family move on after your death
Contradictions are not limited to wars, and their endings are not limited to grand destruction. They can be hidden in the smallest details, in the system, and in the hearts of all desperate people. They will never happen unless necessary. Revealed easily.
One individual can never understand another individual, and the joys and sorrows of life are not the same. Although people cry equally, for others, it is just boring noise, and there is an abyss between them.
Joshua stared at all of this. He could hear, see, and even touch and feel it all.
He could see the sadness under natural disasters - relatives died before him, or even died trying to save himself.
He could feel the confusion in the war - his comrades died worthless because of stupid high-level conflicts, and even he was about to die because of stupid instructions or being abandoned by the commander.
Overdevelopment of industry has plunged us into an extremely polluted world. Newborns die early just after they are born. Before they even have time to take a look at this world, they are dying due to defects and pollution in their mothers' wombs, even killing their own mothers. Even worse, babies born in some places don't even have brains. They have never lived from the beginning, and they don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Because of weather changes, just because the sun is a little farther away or a little closer, there will be severe droughts and snow disasters. The children of the rich farmers in the village were snatched away by the hungry people. When they were found again, even the bones were broken and sucked. , among the people who migrated due to famine, mothers used blood to feed their children, men cut off their own flesh to feed their wives and children, and the more desperate people even exchanged children with each other for food. They cried, desperate and guilty Eat the pieces of meat and struggle to survive, but you can't.
It's getting uglier and more desperate.
The dark shadows spread endlessly, and in the extremely dark abyss, the silver stars were almost completely covered.
Countless worlds and civilizations were destroyed.
But who should be blamed
Resent both sides of the war, the misuse of weapons, or the war itself? Resent natural disasters, climate changes, or the laws of nature
Should he point at the sky and curse angrily, or trample on the earth to vent his anger? Is it to denounce the lack of social systems, or to criticize the bad nature of civilization and life
They all seemed too empty.
Surrounding the silver stars, infinite chaos flows rapidly, as if it is trying to struggle out of something. As time passes and with all its efforts, it finally breaks through the shackles and makes an angry sound—the roar of the evil god who has not yet been born. , the sound seemed like a long cry, like a wounded and dying beast, in pain and despair, mixed with anger and sorrow.
Endless memories surge, roaring, questioning the meaning of survival. Endless tears are flowing, and it is confused and wondering if there is only sadness in life.
Listening to this voice, Joshua seemed to see the rotation of the times, infinite memories, infinite history, and an extremely long and seemingly endless corridor unfolding before his eyes. In the corridor, there are countless lives and races. The death of the sprout is the destruction of countless worlds and civilizations.
In ancient times, in some worlds, small organic molecules and macromolecular aggregates did not evolve into the prototype of single-celled organisms, and life was naturally out of the question.
In some worlds, due to a stable climate and algae life occupying the world, they survived for billions of years without any change or evolution until meteorites came and they were destroyed.
The ancestor of intelligent life was just about to leave his homeland, but he was hunted by a powerful creature that had never been seen in a foreign land. The intelligent life that could not spread to the world was blocked in place by too dangerous beasts, losing further possibilities and an infinite future.
In the Stone Age, intelligent life that could only use primitive tools was unable to resist even a natural disaster-level change. Even a simple tribal war and migration could lead to the extinction of several groups.
In the feudal era, a large plague was enough to kill the entire world's population. Maybe with luck, there would be survivors, but if there were not enough people, civilization would naturally become extinct.
Every era and every decision may lead to the destruction of a civilization and the genocide of a race. The invisible big filter filters out any unlucky civilization and world - although the more developed the civilization, the more the natural environment changes. The less important the luck component brings, but on the contrary, the more advanced the technology, the higher the possibility of civilization's own destruction.
Whether it is the steam age, the industrial age, or the electronic age, war has the ability to destroy the vitality of a country. The massacre of each other among civilized individuals causes more extinction than any natural change. Compared with the killing of wild beasts by intelligent life holding steel creations, Prefers to kill its own kind.
And in the solar age when the secrets of stars can be discovered, wars become even more terrifying. Any nuclear country can easily start a war that can destroy the entire ecosystem, let alone the cosmic age. The more advanced the technology, the more civilization. The more dangerous it is.
This is just a technological civilization - for those civilizations with extraordinary power, the journey has been extremely difficult. In the feudal era, they had the power to destroy themselves.
Joshua could hear more and more cries of the world collapsing.
Because of the advent of the devil's tide, ghosts and monsters suddenly appeared in people's hearts and monsters born from nature invaded civilization and caused the collapse of society. The evil accumulated at the bottom of civilization and human nature was awakened by extraordinary power, and then swallowed civilization itself - the world of Hyboria is not This is an example. Any civilization that suddenly appears with extraordinary power will inevitably start a war, plunging the whole world into an extremely dangerous extraordinary war.
Even if conflicts are barely suppressed, parades, riots, rebellions, uprisings, and revolutions are commonplace—those with superpowers have superpowers, but their relatives and friends do not; None of them have superpowers... Just such a relationship can divide the original order structure. As long as the social system is even slightly inadequate, it will lead to the collapse of civilization.
Extreme civilization will bring about the most extreme bitter consequences, but there has never been a stable and eternally stable civilization in this world. It is a stone, not a god.
self-destruction—
self-destruction—
self-destruction—
Being carried forward by endless memories, walking towards the depths of the seemingly endless corridor, Joshua heard the song that belonged to the unnamed evil god hidden in countless sad cries and confused doubts: It was a voice that sang of destruction and called for death.
The warrior understands.
The 'Sorrowful Evil God' calls for the destruction of civilization. Its existence and its power do not create conflicts and disputes out of thin air, but lead civilization to natural destruction.
Born in the abyss of Nirvana, it was the maelstrom of creation in the past. It is the self-destruction factor of all civilizations and the natural enemy of all worlds and lives!
When sadness continues to accumulate in the abyss, it is finally fermented by despair into a bitter fruit called death—in the sound of sad cries, the evil god named [Death] is being conceived.
"Black... so damn dark!"
"Please, don't continue. I just want to see the morning light next time... Don't you want to leave even this little time to this world?!"
"This plan is likely to cause large-scale geological changes on the earth's surface. The method is too radical. I don't agree with it... But don't you have time? Indeed, my term of office is about to end... "
"Do we have a future?"
At this time, Joshua felt that he was being enveloped in countless chaos - but the memories of billions and billions of dead people, countless fragments of the world sinking into the abyss, without rebirth or having their marks erased, were all of this. He could hear the subject, and countless people seemed to be whispering in his ears, as if they wanted to assimilate him and make him a part of themselves.
It can be seen that at the core of the extremely dark abyss, the silver stars have been completely covered by pitch black, and the original evil crystal structure has begun to condense and grow around the stars - even if Joshua has activated the power of the Soul-Burning King, it is of no use. , as long as he cannot eliminate the resentment of these broken world fragments and cannot resolve the sadness, he will not be able to divide the condensing chaos into countless '1's, and naturally he will not be able to start purification.
However, the chaos formed by this instinct did not kill the warrior immediately.
—Time passes, in the darkness that is too long.
All memories of the past have faded away, and in the abyss, even dreams no longer exist.
Counting the nights without dawn, even the names are forgotten.
Countless fragments of the world that have died, sobbing in grief.
[Death] What exactly is it
For extraordinary creatures, the death of the body is just a change in life form. For beings with powerful souls, the death of the body is just the beginning of a new life.
And civilization is the same.
Even if the 'physical body' is destroyed, there are still worlds and civilizations whose names are remembered by other civilizations. Even if they are not dead, if their names are recorded and spread to the end of the universe, even if they have been destroyed long ago, they have become a fact. of eternity.
Real death is the death of existence. It’s all those things that died without a name, disappeared without memories, and no one remembered them after everything ended, just disappeared quietly... everything.
In the land of abyss and nirvana, there exist these countless 'dead' civilizations. They have even forgotten their own names. It's just that in this infinite chaos, in this extremely dark abyss, they are watching here. In the dark night without any stars, he repeated his unknown story again and again.
[The Evil God of Death], in this sorrow that even time has forgotten, was condensed and conceived from the chaos of despair.
Joshua is their only listener, the only person they can talk to. In this multiverse, no one can remember their names, and no one knows their joys and sorrows.
They can only call - to this one person.
so.
Endless sadness swallowed up Joshua.
…
but.
In the darkness, silver light penetrated the condensed chaos.
A bright light shines in the lightless abyss.
The huge steel star began to vibrate again—crimson runes could be seen spreading on its silver surface, and the chaos was vaporized. It looked as if the core engine was restarted and shattered above. The dust is like the ice covering it being dissolved by the ever-heating hearth of a furnace.
Inside the world, the space occupied by countless chaotic mist is rapidly becoming clear, because in the center of the world, an extremely condensed star is reproducing its light. It can be seen that the shadow of the four-armed giant appears in the star. In the center, his arms are waving as if to sweep away the world.
Joshua Van Radcliffe was indeed consumed by grief.
But the warrior did not fall into sadness.
"I understand, it was because I thought about death at that time that you appeared and chose me as the freezing point... It's my fault."
It was I who awakened you who should have been scattered, and it was I who made you recall the sorrow of death again. .
When Joshua woke up from the hazy illusion and reopened his eyes, what flowed in his eyes was no longer the power of silver steel, but the pure and incomparable crimson radiance - the fighting spirit that transcended divinity was tumbling in his heart. , which made him clenched his fists: "I actually gave up the fight - even though it was only for a moment, I actually thought about dying together and chose an easy 'death', giving up the possibility of working harder and winning the victory alive!"
"For a soldier, this is the greatest despair and pain!"
In the extremely dark abyss, the chaos that had been temporarily repelled was surging, but it still wanted to move forward. The shadows of darkness spread again, seeming to want to submerge the shining light again.
However, the huge steel star began to deform in a burst of extremely violent roars and vibrations. With the extremely bright light like a supernova, the giant named 'World' was awakening and taking shape - it could be seen, along with the world's matter. With the change, a huge mass point began to condense behind the giant. The black chaos was pulled into it and turned into a Φ-shaped sphere and accretion disk. Endless bright light burst out from the two poles of the mass point, turning into A spear that penetrates the darkness.
"I have fought against giant dragons, herds of beasts, natural disasters, chaos, and evil gods. I have been in desperate situations and faced powerful enemies that are theoretically impossible to defeat."
—But just as a dilemma can be transcended, any 'impossible' existence itself must be conquered and transcended by life. Even the sadness named [self-destruction] and the evil god named [death] must be conquered and surpassed by life. Nothing more than that!
On the silver outer armor, red sparks began to fly, and flickering ashes wandered around the giant god. Between light and dark, they were blown into the dark distance by the blazing wind. They were scattered like stars in an endless stream, just like a prairie fire. The fire has never been extinguished.
"Fighting against the evil nature of civilization and life, fighting against sorrow, despair, and the ending called 'death'?"
Looking at the shadow of despair that was surging again, enough to drown countless worlds, Joshua raised his hand, and the spear born from the two poles of the mass point was held in his hand, pointing at the approaching darkness and chaos.
The warrior grinned.
"I like."
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