C279 The Author Lord God
C279 The Author Lord God
"Thank you for telling me." She calmly said, then lifted her shield and walked towards the endless white distance.
"Well, it was not in vain that I spent so much effort, goading, and turning things around. I... No, 'we' are actually the same as you. It was the remnants of the other worlds created by the same God that had been burnt to ashes. However, I don't have enough strength to change my own strength... The God created my world and didn't spend much effort at all. He gave up so easily."
Thus, the useless character smiled for the first time.
" But you're different... The world you're in is built by the Lord God of Impermanence with all his heart and blood... "
She quietly watched the blonde girl leave and clenched her fists.
"Do your best, Meiko. Turn everything you have into the sharpest sword and stab into the heart of the God of Relentless. Let it feel pain. I bet everything on you. "
It was a long road with no end in sight and no road signs.
No matter which direction it was in, it was a Palewhite. The same scenery extended in every direction, never changing.
Meiko remembered that she had heard of it somewhere before. There seemed to be a deviation in the feeling of "straight." If a person did not have any directions or road signs and just walked in the same direction based on his feeling. In the end, he would only go around a huge circle and return to the starting point. It was said that a lot of people were lost in the vast wilderness and died just like that...
But Meiko did not care. She just decided to continue forward. After all, other than this, in this endless white world, everything else seemed to have lost its meaning.
In this white space, she felt that she no longer felt tired and thirsty. She no longer needed rest, no need to eat or drink. She only needed to keep walking in one direction.
In the world of Palewhite, Meiko lost her voice and expression.
She decided to forget everything. She could only forget and abandon everything that she did not need, and then turn advancing into an instinct that was engraved in her soul. Talent. Let him walk further. A little further. Meiko did not know where God's heart was, so she decided not to think about it anymore.
Hence, she began to forget.
She did not know when she opened her mouth to breathe, but Meiko could not speak. She forgot how to make human sounds.
When she walked forward again, she gradually could not hear the sound. Whether it was the sound of footsteps echoing in the white desert or the sound of armor colliding, Meiko could not hear it at all.
After that, it was the loss of touch.
The heavy shield that she had been holding in her hand fell to the ground with a thud but she did not pick it up. She had long forgotten that she still had a shield with her.
The armor on her body began to disintegrate because of the long time that had passed. Meiko did not care about it as she could not feel anything.
The heavy armor parts smashed onto the ground and formed a line from afar. From afar, it looked like the traces left behind by the ship when it sailed in the sea.
Not knowing when, she finally opened her eyes for the last time and her eyes forever lost their luster.
The blonde girl was washed away like a pigment tray by the water of time, returning to the white color that had nothing. More and more time passed, and she began to become like a puppet. In this white world that was no longer covered by anything, she walked towards an unknown target.
However, Meiko did not feel sad, afraid, or confused. She had long forgotten what these emotions were. She had long forgotten who she was and what her name was. Where did she come from? She had forgotten where she was and what she was looking for. Everything had long been forgotten.
In the heart of the human figure that was moving forward, only the most important and final part of her soul was left.
Riko. Riko. Riko.
No one knew how long had passed, but it must have been an unimaginable amount of time. The blonde girl's dead eyes began to emit a trace of spirit.
The white scene finally started to change. The hard ground started to turn into soft soil. Green grass grew on the soil. The endless white in the sky gradually turned into a transparent sky, just like the color of a person's eye, which was very important to oneself.
She began to realize that she seemed to need to breathe. What was breathing? Had she ever needed to breathe before? Meiko did not know, but she opened her mouth slightly. The wind smelled good. What was good? He didn't know, but he liked it.
What was like like like?
Meiko began to recall. She remembered how she should open her eyes, how to focus her gaze, how she should hear the gentle sound of the wind blowing across the lawn, how she should feel the airflow blowing over her face.
Slowly, her memory began to recover.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally remembered everything. She remembered where she came from, why she was here, and what she was looking for.
She found it.
That girl was lying in the middle of the entire grassland with her eyes closed, peacefully sleeping there. She had silver hair that resembled moonlight, and there was a black ahoge on her head for some reason.
Meiko bent down and gently picked her up.
"I have said it before."
She whispered into the silver-haired girl's ear.
"Look, I saved you."
She didn't know where or when.
In the dark room, the only thing that was shining was the white computer screen. The screen was densely covered with black words, like a group of ants forming the final ending of a story.
In the sealed room, God sat in front of the screen, looking at the spring that he knocked on the screen a year ago.