"Dong." Su Ming’an hit a wrong note.
He stared in astonishnt at Hui Bai, who was holding up the key, his mind buzzing.
...It turns out, in real history, Hui Bai did not entrust the key to Su Ming’an, who ranked eleventh, but instead he struggled to rise, nearing death, and knocked on the white door.
At this mont, it was as if the past and reality overlapped.
Hui Bai, through the key, reached the lake.
Ti intertwined, Su Ming’an could see Hui Bai, but Hui Bai could not see Su Ming’an.
Covered in blood, Hui Bai resembled a blood-red worm. Both his thighs and arms were fractured, his abdon had two large holes, and his body was filled with various players’ ice spikes, corrosion, burns, and spreading poison. His eyes had fallen out, and his lips were cut by wind blades, blood streaming down his face.
Even so, he still pinched the key between his little finger and ring finger, using his thigh bones for support, and rolled forward with all his strength using the only relatively intact shoulder bone as the pivot, replacing walking.
One circle.
The vibrant bloodstains spread all over the grass by the lake.
One circle.
Golden strands of hair rippled in the lake.
One circle.
The lake water, from his rolling, turned into a blood-red color.
At this ti, Su Ming’an’s music entered a strange and slightly deep tone. Amidst the heavy sound of the piano, the lake water splashed, and a "golden object" that no longer resembled a human slowly rolled to Su Ming’an’s feet, close to the white door.
The music dared not stop.
——Su Ming’an feared that if the music stopped, Xiao Na would stop revealing the truth.
The "golden object" also dared not stop rolling.
——Hui Bai feared that if he stopped rolling, he wouldn’t make it to knock on the door.
Finally, the music officially entered the mournful final movent — Finale: Allegro moderato (Finale: Moderately Fast).
The intense rhythm and interwoven lodies fostered extre abnormality and dynamism.
In this climax, Gustav Mahler added three "blows of destiny," the sound of a hamr strike symbolizing the invincibility of fate and the destined arrival of tragedy, conveying his own pain and despair.
As reflected in the piano, these three unedited strikes were composed of the piano keys’ accents.
"Dang——!"
The sound of the piano.
The black-haired youth’s fingers danced across the black and white keys.
"Dang, dang, dang."
The sound of knocking on the door.
The blond youth’s knuckles rapped against the white door.
"World Ga’s consciousness, I implore you, I beg you——"
"Please save us."
The blond youth collapsed before the white door, his fingers still stubbornly knocking on the door’s edge, as if an instinct for survival.
From within the white door, a voice responded: "——I can help you, but what can you offer?"
Hui Bai knew that the consciousness of the World Ga had no empathy, only following the cosmic rules of equivalent exchange. Begging was futile.
His fractured right hand slowly reached his chest, almost touching the organs beneath the skin, and he made such a promise——
"My authority——’Witch’."
"I can create ’seeds’, implant ’seeds’ into any object, allowing the inanimate to gradually breathe, grow, and thrive."
"My occupation——Reincarnation Siren, allows to alter all things, unfettered by race, gender, appearance, even emotions and mories can be fabricated."
"World Ga, do you have particularly difficult instances to clear? You wish to create the perfect ’Book of the Universe’, but several stubborn instances remain uncleared, surely causing you much distress."
"Cough, cough... Please give a chance."
"I will help you clear those highly difficult instances, and in exchange, please spare us a way out."
As Hui Bai continued coughing and gasping, the sight of flowing blood was shocking.
Su Ming’an, while playing, watched Hui Bai, who was within arm’s reach, in amazent.
...Hui Bai knew so much; no wonder he was the Number One Player in the first reincarnation.
A voice from within the door sounded, cold as machinery:
"Rejected."
"As an organ, the World Ga will not interfere in any player conflict, only observe, only spectate."
"Your suggestion is very good. But the World Ga cannot afford the price, thus it refuses."
"Heh... heh heh..." Hui Bai emitted intermittent laughter, seemingly anticipating this response. His eyebrow raised, blood sliding down his cheek:
"Indeed... as an organ, you cannot interfere..."
"But if... as... life...?"
"Initially, you were just a cara. Later, through the ’Awakener’s’ modification, you gradually beca a ga providing various instances... This indicates, as an organ, you will evolve."
"So... over long years... have you not... created new ’cells’?"
"You exclusively invited the Boss Rabbit as the first seat. Presumably, it was to make him your experint subject... Over long years, he has beco increasingly twisted, morose, mad... This proves, he certainly accepted your inhuman ’part’, thus his spirit tamorphosed to this extent...!"
"The Boss Rabbit and you are gradually fusing!"
"Only through this thod of combining with life can you... create a form of life..."
"Please co forth... your form of life!"
The white door stayed silent.
The music beca more intense and painful, each ti reaching a crescendo, then suddenly falling.
After Hui Bai’s words finished, the door remained still for a long ti.
After a mont, a figure erged from the door.
She had red hair, with eyes as crimson as the Boss Rabbit’s, a white fur cloak, and embroidery of a red scale on the fabric covering her stomach.
——Xiao Na.
It turns out, this is how Xiao Na ca to be.
The Boss Rabbit, as the World Ga’s first worker, over long years, beca inseparable from the World Ga. This also corresponds to a previous piece of information: [The organizers cannot leave the World Ga; they are bound like broken bones connected by tendons. For example, the Inorganic God’s forced escape caused its power to significantly decline].
As the earliest organizer, the Boss Rabbit was bonded to the World Ga by flesh and blood. And the World Ga is an organ, while the Boss Rabbit is life, thus, the Boss Rabbit, subjected to inhuman spiritual stimulation, beca increasingly abnormal, twisted, and mad.
The Boss Rabbit took on a "part" of the World Ga, like forcibly accepting a part of another entity’s cells, eventually, as the World Ga’s chosen "mother body," "nurturing" the World Ga’s form of life — Xiao Na.
To put it in a sowhat sensational way, Xiao Na was actually "born" from the "World Ga" and "Boss Rabbit"!
Of course, this "birth" should be better translated as "division."
"...What should I call you?" Hui Bai looked at the woman with flowing red hair, calmly saying: "Son of God?"
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