Madison squatted on the endless plane and wrote something on the ground. The afterimage of his fingers briefly revealed the words Madison had written.
"Arthur?" Someone read the name Madison wrote.
Madison turned back and frowned, "When did you come?"
The master of this world, Leo of Purgatory, squatted down next to Madison, "There is no concept of time here." This probably meant that he couldn't use the expression 'just came, came early'. Watching the afterimage left by Madison's finger disappear, "Who is Arthur?"
Madison curled her lips and continued to write with the afterimage, lonely.
This pitiful situation was caused by Madison himself. He could have met other people in this purgatory with Leo, but he refused.
Time does not exist, so Madison doesn't know how long he has been on this infinite plane... Tsk, this situation is too difficult to describe.
Leo stopped asking and looked at Madison writing on the ground.
Words constructed by afterimages Arthur held the timer, looked at the time passed, and walked towards his companion. He put his hand next to the other person's cheek with an expressionless face, and pulled the slightly trembling companion in front of his face. Arthur's lips were almost touching each other's ears, "Do you want to kill us?"
"Tough guy." Leo spoke again.
Madison glanced at Leo again. The previous words were slowly disappearing. Madison started another line and continued to write with the afterimage.
The trembling companion whom Arthur left behind said coldly, "Do it again."
Leo sat down cross-legged next to Madison, "Did this happen in this world's time?" he asked again.
Madison continued to write, but finally responded to Leo, "Don't you have anything else to do?"
"This is purgatory." Leo laughed, "There is nothing to do~"
Madison tilted her lips, "Then go talk to someone else."
"Others don't need me." Leo looked at Madison's newly written words, "Who is this Arthur? Is he a human from Barton?"
"You don't need to know." Madison continued writing
Arthur looked at the timer that finally did not expire, nodded expressionlessly, and pointed to the backpack beside him, "There is a weight of 500,000 cash in it now. Put it on your back and do it again."
Leo looked at the disappearing afterimage text and blinked, "Uh... Madison, what is this Arthur doing?"
Madison tugged at the corners of her lips, "There's nothing you need to care about." He glanced at Leo and said, "It's not your purgatory's business."
It can be regarded as an answer to what I just said. What Madison is writing now is something that happened in this world.
"Madison, I need to talk to you about purgatory." Leo held Madison's hand as he tried to continue writing, "You can't stay here alone..." Leo was about to speak when Madison was about to speak. He gave a speechless face, "Hey, I know you think you still have a chance to get out of here, but Madison, your ability is to see the future of this world, not this purgatory. You may be very sure that you can When I return to this world, I can tell you very responsibly that if you continue like this, you will 'die' here. The future you see in this world will change."
The corners of Madison's mouth moved but she said nothing.
"Hey." Leo shook his head, "Yes, there is death in purgatory." Leo let go of Madison's hand and pointed into the distance, "Look there."
Madison looked at it, and the boundless plane was still boundless. Madison didn't know what Leo wanted him to see.
"What did you see?" Leo asked.
"I didn't see anything..." Madison glanced at Leo when he answered, and paused because Leo was missing, "Leo?"
"I'm here." Somewhere far away, from a dot the size of a sesame seed, I zoomed in little by little until I returned to Madison, still sitting cross-legged, "Right beside you, also in the infinite distance. Leo shook his head, "I don't know how to explain this to you, a creature who believes in the Holy Lord, but I can tell you that if I, the gatekeeper of purgatory, can no longer hear your voice, come to your If you are around, you will die.”
Madison squatted on the spot and was in a daze for a while, "What do you do as the gatekeeper of purgatory?"
Leo suddenly had a smile on his face, and his cross-legged body swayed twice, "Me? I am the gatekeeper, guarding the various doors in the world of purgatory~"
Madison looked beyond Leo and looked at the infinite plane behind him, "Door. Is there a door here?"
"Yes~" Leo shrugged, "But it's probably not the door in your common sense." He smiled, "But if there is no door, how do you think I got in~"
Madison pursed her lips for a while and said, "When you go out now, come in and let me take a look."
Leo smiled and disappeared.
"Leo." Madison looked around the empty space.
Leo appeared, sitting cross-legged again on the other side of Madison, "Madison~"
Madison turned around, faced Leo, and pursed her lips for a while again, "Can you take me out?"
Leo smiled, "I can~ This is what I'm trying to ask you to do, go out for a walk and see the people behind the other doors in Purgatory~" Leo suddenly became excited, "I asked for you~ there are many People know you~" He said, getting ready to pull Madison.
Being avoided by Madison, he instinctively asked, "Who wants to know me?"
"Uh... some angels and the like." Leo answered, "Madison, things in this world have nothing to do with us anymore, you don't need to worry about anything."
Madison frowned, "If you and I go out and see the creatures behind other doors, will I be immortal?"
"Hey." Leo sighed again, "I know you can't understand the rules of purgatory, but basically, yes. If you continue to waste your own thoughts behind your own door, without new additions to your thoughts, will dry up. Then, your thoughts will no longer be able to drive your physical form..." Leo said, while gesturing at Madison's body, specifically gesturing at Madison's writing hand, "You will turn into a pile of stones. .”
Madison started to blink, a little fast, "What the hell?"
Leo continued to shake his head and sighed, "There is no time in purgatory, which means that there is no movement in this world. Everything should be static, do you understand this?"
Madison can understand this. Time is a ruler used to record the dynamics of matter, isn't it
"Then tell Madison why you can move?" Leo asked.
"Because I'm alive and I'm not a stone. Of course I can move." Madison answered with a curled lip.
Leo shook his head, but soon it turned into a nod, "You will turn into stone." Leo looked at Madison's writing hand, "I know you are here alone because you are bored. Write here and write Barton’s story, right? But have you ever thought about what else you can do after you finish writing the story, the only thing you can do in this world with nothing?”
"I will come up with new things to do." Madison frowned.
No, Madison is wrong.
Leo lowered his head, "I told you, there is nothing here, you can't think of anything new to do."
Madison opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refute, but looked around at the boundless plane.
"When you can't think of anything to do, your mind stops moving." Leo drew circles with his fingers, "You turn into stone, and you die."
Madison's slightly opened mouth hesitated, "Getting to know other people in Purgatory will allow me to continue to have new... uh, 'ideas'?"
Leo nodded, it must be that Madison's attitude has changed, which made Leo feel more relaxed, "Of course~"
Madison's face pulled, "What is this 'thought'? Soul?"
Leo felt a little helpless again, "No." He brushed the circle he drew, "When I say that thoughts drive the actions of the material form, the material form is also different from what you understand in this world. In purgatory, the soul is also the same. Matter." He glanced at Madison and said, "It's a stone. Anything without thoughts is a stone."
Madison closed her eyes, trying hard to accept the new knowledge, which seemed a little difficult.
Leo suddenly looked at Madison, "You have written so many stories about the vampire Zachary Toledo. His strongest ability is to change other people's memories. What do you think memory is?"
Madison opened her eyes, "What it can be is something that records a person's life experience. What kind of person a person lives is an extension of memory in the present."
Leo nodded and asked again, "What is the soul mark?"
"Same thing."
Leo nodded again, "The human body and soul can be integrated when a person is alive. After death, they may separate and become other things, accumulating other memories and soul imprints." Looking at Madison, " Speaking of which, the memory in the body and the soul imprint in the soul are just records, right? A record of what actions a certain creature will take at the moment, right?"
Madison tilted her mouth, "And then." Madison could feel what Leo was trying to tell him.
"But you have also seen those creatures who have lost their soul marks or memories and still be themselves, right?"
Madison thought about it, yes, as an example, Harrison is a perfect example. If the body loses its memory, it is Harrison the ghoul, and if the soul loses its memory, it is still the angel Harrison.
Madison felt like she had caught up with Leo, "You mean 'thought'? A creature's 'thought' is the most important thing that leaves a record in the body or soul."
Leo snorted, "In this world, everything proceeds in order, so there is the so-called cause and effect, memory or soul imprint, which leads to the creature's 'thoughts' at the moment, and then this 'thought' turns into action. Finally, it becomes a new memory and soul imprint, which is recorded in the life experience of the creature."
Leo looked at Madison seriously, "But in purgatory, there is no time. There is no so-called order and cause and effect. Thought is the only thing that dominates this purgatory creature." He was a little worried that Madison's understanding was limited, "You can understand what I mean. In purgatory, when there is no time to prioritize, there is no causal relationship between memory and action. Any creature that is not a stone can have any dynamics in purgatory only because of the existence of one thing, thought."
Not to say that Madison could fully understand it, but at least he heard some of the key points. He looked at Leo and said, "If there is no thought, then don't talk about memory and action, there is nothing. The matter in purgatory is nothing, just stones. , is death." "But you have also seen those creatures that have lost their soul marks or memories, and they are still themselves, right?"
Madison thought about it, yes, as an example, Harrison is a perfect example. If the body loses its memory, it is Harrison the ghoul, and if the soul loses its memory, it is still the angel Harrison.
Madison felt like she had caught up with Leo, "You mean 'thought'? A creature's 'thought' is the most important thing that leaves a record in the body or soul."
Leo snorted, "In this world, everything proceeds in order, so there is the so-called cause and effect, memory or soul imprint, which leads to the creature's 'thoughts' at the moment, and then this 'thought' turns into action. Finally, it becomes a new memory and soul imprint, which is recorded in the life experience of the creature."
Leo looked at Madison seriously, "But in purgatory, there is no time. There is no so-called order and cause and effect. Thought is the only thing that dominates this purgatory creature." He was a little worried that Madison's understanding was limited, "You can understand what I mean. In purgatory, when there is no time to prioritize, there is no causal relationship between memory and action. Any creature that is not a stone can have any dynamics in purgatory only because of the existence of one thing, thought."
Not to say that Madison could fully understand it, but at least he heard some of the key points. He looked at Leo and said, "If there is no thought, then don't talk about memory and action, there is nothing. The matter in purgatory is nothing, just stones. , is death.”
There was a relaxed smile on Leo's face again, "That's right~ Ha, as expected of a story writer, I was worried that you wouldn't understand. As expected of a story writer, I was worried that you wouldn't understand~"
Madison had no intention of accepting the compliment. Instead, he looked at Leo and said, "Thought seems to be a very powerful thing."
"Of course~" Leo was probably in purgatory, "Thoughts are the reason why the creatures here can be called creatures~" He said, and put on a persuasive look, "Madison, your thoughts have been After being constantly consumed, in this world, no, everything you have ever experienced and all your thoughts will be completely consumed here. If you want to live in purgatory, you must find a way to continue to let yourself think. Stay alive, move!”
"It's not a big deal to talk to you." Madis pretended to have a headache. It was a joke, "I have so many 'thoughts' in my head right now that I'm going to explode." It wasn't a joke either. I'll tell you later.
"Unfortunately, it doesn't count~"