"I do have the key, but why should I submit to you? Stranger." The World Master laughed, "Even if you kill now, I’ll reappear after the reset. Your threats hold no weight against ."
He’s not even afraid of death, so what’s there to fear?
Noel, hearing this, was about to further threaten him, when the World Master suddenly pulled out a purple-gold key and tossed it into Noel’s arms.
"—However, I have no feelings for that bastard Sique, so if you want it, take it." The World Master said, "It’s best if he’s asleep right now, so you can go in and kill him. That would be a delight for all."
Noel held onto the key, stepping back.
Su Ming’an thought Noel had achieved his goal and was about to leave, but Noel suddenly thrust his blade forward!
"Sss—"
Blood splattered everywhere.
The blade sliced through the World Master’s throat, causing blood to erupt as his throat made gurgling sounds. The World Master maintained his sitting posture, his head tilting slightly on his neck.
Only then did Noel retreat, wiping the blood off his cane.
Even with the key in hand, he left no loose ends and chose to kill. However, perhaps due to the tenacity of the World Master’s life force, he still lingered even after his throat was cut, though he wouldn’t live much longer.
Noel picked up the purple-gold key, aid it at the air, making a turning motion, and in the next mont, a large purple-gold door appeared before him. He stepped inside as the door gradually closed.
At this mont, in Su Ming’an’s eyes, the left path led to Sique’s dreamscape, while the right path led to the dying World Master. He could only choose one of the two.
If he chose the left, the World Master on the seat would die without rescue. If he chose the right, Sique in the dreamscape might face danger. After all, while Sique was communicating with the Insect Queen, it was Sique’s bionic body; Sique’s true self should still be in the dreamscape. If Noel entered with the two high-dinsional phantoms, Sique’s fate would be uncertain.
A system prompt appeared right on cue.
...
"Ding dong!"
[Choosing the left will help you trace the character history of (Su Liujin·Sunfish), assisting you in completing TE7.]
[Choosing the right will help you trace the character history of (World Master·Water and Moon and Flute), assisting you in completing TE6.]
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[TE6·"I heard your footsteps in the rise and fall of all things." (Craft a perfect persona card at the pinnacle of the world, Positional Rank full bloom.): 42%]
[TE7·"He closed the book, and everything began anew." (Fulfill Sique Olivius’ wish.): 81%]
...
Su Ming’an imdiately tried to summon the cloning.
...
[Summoning Shadow failed, currently occupied by Su2.]
[Summoning Ming failed, currently in an area where feedback cannot be received.]
...
Ever since Su Ming’an sent Ming to the [Hand of Destiny], Ming has not returned, and his location remains unknown. As long as he was within Luowasha’s range, he should be able to receive orders. Could he have gone to the universe?
Now, Su Ming’an could only choose one of the two.
"Sorry, World Master." Su Ming’an thought to himself, quickly making a decision. Even if the World Master died here, he would reappear the next reset, but if Sique got consud by the high dinsions, it would be a huge issue.
The World Master is rely a power holder on the surface, not nearly as important as Sique and Noel’s side.
Su Ming’an swiftly followed Noel into the door, glancing back at the World Master.
Just then, the World Master lifted his eyelids, eting his gaze.
Su Ming’an wasn’t sure if the World Master could see his invisible self, but the next mont, he knew the World Master could indeed see him.
"..." The World Master raised his hand, his gaze fixed on Su Ming’an, and his blood-stained finger pressed on the silver mask, slowly, slowly sliding down. As his throat made gurgling sounds, blood flowed more copiously, and his face gradually beca exposed in Su Ming’an’s eyes.
Su Ming’an’s pupils suddenly constricted.
The World Master’s lips moved, curling into a smile, as if saying — Regret it? Choosing that side and not .
...
Aside from certain supersized life forms, the World Master is the only one who can retain mories across all resets. The Dragon Emperor and others can only retain mories once. However, the World Master, who devised the "Soul Engraving" thod, can preserve mories from a total of 3027 resets.
As such, his knowledge, thoughts, and emotions are even more profound than so deities.
Whoever helped him, who betrayed him, who stood by his side, who accompanied him through the Long River, who pushed him into the abyss... he rembers it all vividly.
Through the long years, he "inherited" mories from his past lives ti and again, continuously exploring new experiences in his repetitive life — trying every possibility, completing every achievable ending, opening every treasure chest, triggering everyone’s favor event, manipulating the emotions of all.
He personally sent so people to areas where natural disasters would occur, to observe their reactions on the brink of death. He personally saved so predestined to die, to observe their new futures... all of this was of grave interest to him.
He personally controlled their lives, personally controlled their deaths.
To him, Luowasha was like a ga that could be replayed endlessly. Every person reacted like predictable NPCs, and he was a butterfly flapping its wings among them, observing the world’s interesting paths, manipulating each person’s destiny.
However, there was one exception.
—Sique Olivius.
As the initiator of the reset, Sique, like him, could retain mories. Initially, he feared Sique would discover his mory retention, but he quickly realized that Sique didn’t mind; in fact, Sique was pleased that he kept his mories. To Sique, he was like a character co to life in an otherwise unchanging story, consistently bringing fresh inspiration to Sique.
What did this an?
What was he?
He thought he had broken free from his fate as an OC, able to retain his mory against the tide of destiny, living for free will. But in truth, had he just beco an inspiration machine for Sique?
Perhaps to achieve true freedom, he needed to take away the pen from Sique’s hand.
So he sought out Sique, proposing to take Sique’s pen.
Sique answered him thus:
"Sure, I welco it, I’ve long since tired of writing. Hurry up and take my feather pen away."
The World Master took Sique’s feather pen and gave it a try.
But rely constructing the worldview of Luowasha made his head spin. The divine nas, divine symbols, church prayers... made his scalp tingle. Let alone constructing large maps, key historical points, mory clip plots, characters, divine conflicts...
Most importantly, tuning.
As a reader, he can unscrupulously critique everything about Luowasha, pointing out where Sique hasn’t done well in constitution, which historical nodes have loopholes, and where the mory Clip is missing words. This is what you call pointing fingers at the world, impassioned in writing, wishing he was the only clear-headed person in the world. But when he picked up the pen himself, he realized he couldn’t even write the simplest stories. Just describing his own life had already numbed him, let alone dealing with so many complex characters.
"How was it?" After trying once, Luowasha was ultimately ssed up by the World Master, almost eradicated by the Master of the End of All Things. At the last mont of the reset, Sique asked the World Master with a smile about his experience.
"...I’ll still try. But for Luowasha’s safety, you’d better continue. When I’m strong enough... I will eventually take over your pen." The World Master said.
Sique’s gaze instantly ignited like a fla, like staring at a flash of inspiration, deeply watching the World Master.
The World Master only felt that Sique’s gaze was repulsive to him.
...Why look at him like this, why treat him as an inspiration? Is everything he does in resistance, in Sique’s eyes, rely inspiration?
"You’re my most satisfying recent creation..." Sique said, shaking his head: "No, you’re already an independent person. I hate the term ’oc’, you all are independent lives."
"Sique Olivius. I really despise your superior attitude." The World Master coldly said: "Soday, I’ll tell you—Creator is not the sole Creator."
"’We’ are not the extension of your will."
"’We’ are never the ones to take risks for you. You coward hiding behind words, only daring to write out those you can’t beco, thus deciding our lives."
Hearing this, sadness flashed in Sique’s eyes.
"...Is that so?" Sique said.
His lips moved, but he seed to be murmuring: Do you all think so?
This was the closest conversation between the World Master and Sique.
Before leaving Sique’s dream, the World Master used a positioning prop he carried to rember the coordinates of Sique’s dream. Later, the World Master worked day and night to devise a key—this key could open the door to Sique’s dream.
So, it wasn’t Sique appreciating him and thus granting him the key.
But a key he ca up with after his self-protest.
From then on, they tacitly stayed on opposite ends of Luowasha, hardly eting, though they knew of each other’s existence, they had no interaction.
Until amid the endless resets... Su Ming’an and five hundred million players appeared. They were like fresh water, suddenly rushing into this eternally unchanging dead silence, bringing fresh air.
There had been a total of 3027 resets of Luowasha, and Su Ming’an and the five hundred million players appeared in the 3021st.
tis.
Su Ming’an and the five hundred million players, so far have been reset... 7 tis.
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["[Revelation 5:1] And I saw in the right hand of him that sat on the throne a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals."]
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The first eting between the World Master and Su Ming’an was under the World Tree.
At that ti, Su Ming’an, as a mber of the Rin Clan, was the protagonist expected by the people of Luowasha, leading players to combat the Master of the End of All Things, invincible with the help of the World Tree.
However, the World Master knew it was all aningless. This was just a false fairy tale, ultimately getting a false HE. The Brave couldn’t defeat the Evil Dragon far in the High Dinsions, only having the story restart on so day.
And sure enough, just when Su Ming’an obtained the best sword from Luowasha and prepared to challenge the Master of the End of All Things in the sky, Luowasha underwent a reset.
The entropy increase accumulated excessively, forcing the story to restart.
Everyone unknowingly took their steps from the beginning of the story, as Luowasha’s Male Protagonist Su Ming’an was born again under the World Tree.
Due to the unstable flow of ti, the beginning of each reset wasn’t always exactly the sa; sotis from the Second Epoch, sotis from the Third Epoch.
The World Master watched this from afar and withdrew his gaze.
...It’s unrelated to him; he doesn’t plan to intervene in Su Ming’an and others’ adventures.
Ti passed just like that until one day... a person nad "Li Mingyue" arrived at the World Master’s Palace with his disciple Tao’er.
At this mont, a fierce resonance sounded in the World Master’s chest; looking at this person, he montarily forgot to breathe.
He couldn’t understand his current emotions, only attributing it to "Sique writing his initial character setting," though he had been striving to escape his initial character setting, living as a distinctly different person, but so character settings grounded in his bones couldn’t be shaken off.
As for Sique’s statent "you’re independent," is it a joke? They were all directly written by Sique, how could they be completely detached? That’s no more than the Creator’s hypocrisy.
Creators can never empathize with characters. The World Master firmly believed so because the Creator’s perspective is naturally superior to everything.
After eting Li Mingyue, the World Master appointed Li Mingyue as the State Preceptor, and the two had a harmonious relationship.
Then the World Master returned to his room and took off his mask.
——It was a face with gentle angles, well-defined brows, and almond eyes.
This face was too delicate and soft, completely inconsistent with the violent and fierce aura the World Master presented to the public. Anyone seeing it would feel this face shouldn’t be his.
——This was his rebellion against "character setting."
See, Sique, the face you gave , doesn’t match my temperant at all.
You’re wrong.
Creation is wrong.
The World Master already knew whose face this was.
Su Wensheng.
A na that sounded quite refined.
The World Master researched a lot of docuntations; apparently, this was a person from The World of Old Days, unrelated to Luowasha. For unknown reasons, Sique had to give him such a face, and also arranged purple hair and golden eyes, like a hybrid. In any case, the World Master wore the mask again, he didn’t need soone else’s face.
"..."
At this mont, seeing Su Ming’an straightforwardly choose Sique, the World Master endured the pain in his throat and slowly took off his mask, revealing this face.
His ntality was purely for revenge, revenge Su Ming’an considering Sique more important than him.
In these 7 resets, a lot had happened between him and Su Ming’an. Sotis as friends, sotis as enemies, this ti as unfamiliar relations.
"You..." Su Ming’an displayed obvious astonishnt, clearly not understanding why the World Master would have such a face, but it was already too late; Su Ming’an had stepped into the dream door.
And the World Master smiled, the silver mask clanged onto the ground, blood staining his robe, he slowly closed his eyes.
"...Wrong."
"All... wrong."
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