[I wander in deep darkness and despondence,]
[traversing the perilous shoals and hidden reefs around .]
[But I hope that after this storm,]
[my Helike, my life’s Polaris, will shine again, illuminating in the end.]
[——"Spencer’s Sonnet"]
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[Laniakea Supercluster, Virgo Galaxy Cluster, Milky Way Galaxy, Orion Arm, Zhai Xing.]
[Our hotown is a tiny star in the vast universe.]
[Pioneer Hui Bai led a hundred million people on their journey.]
[He nad his small world "Luowasha," aning "happiness, well-being, eternity."]
[During their long voyage, they encountered many civilizations, so primitive, others resource-poor, unable to sustain long-term habitation.]
[The small world, not yet fully developed, appeared only as a "half planet." It wasn’t until their resources were nearly depleted that they discovered a colorful planet.]
...
[In the early First Epoch, Luowasha wasn’t a complete planet but half of one. A half planet, of course, couldn’t survive long, and after a long cosmic journey, Luowasha found another complete habitable planet and decided to relocate there collectively.]
[——The 1306th mory Clip·"Fearful Second Dinsion"]
...
[Initial surveys showed this mirror planet’s environnt to be suitable as a temporary residence for the small world.]
[On this planet, there was a very unique life form—a tree with roots spreading across the entire planet.]
["I’ll try to negotiate." Hui Bai sprouted a pair of pink-and-blue wings and flew alone to the planet.]
[Upon landing, he saw desolate land, an imnse and unparalleled great tree, and a pink-haired girl.]
[The pink-haired girl was nad Yijulai’er, the local "Watchers," responsible for guarding the planet. She wore a simple white dress, clogs, and a scarlet Manzusha Flower on her shoulder.]
[Faced with Hui Bai, she calmly said: "The World Tree agrees to let you reside here, but the price is that you cannot retain your mories."]
["...What?" Hui Bai had expected various prices, such as life sacrifices or resource paynts, but never thought the price would be their "mories."]
[Yijulai’er stepped closer, her glazed eyes penetrating people’s hearts: "After all, you’ve experienced the World Ga and are not weak. I worry that if you move in, the deep-rooted holand ideas would lead you to see the locals as enemies. This can be your resting place, but not a colony to do whatever you please—so, you must lose your mories to truly integrate here."]
[In an instant, a strong resistance surged in Hui Bai—losing mories, forgetting his holand, forgetting his origin and responsibility, how is that different from dying!? If he truly beca like that, he would be nothing but a directionless, wandering dead body.]
["If I’m to lose my mories and beco a person who wanders idly all day—you might as well just kill !" Hui Bai gritted his teeth.]
[Yijulai’er’s glazed pupils contained no pride, no ridicule, and no superiority, only tranquility, as calm as water.]
[She looked up at the boundless starry sky: "...I’m sorry."]
[Aside from this condition, she couldn’t accept it. She had to be responsible for her own civilization and couldn’t casually introduce a group of outsiders.]
[Hui Bai also understood that Yijulai’er was already being as kind as she could.]
[Bitterness exploded in his heart as he thought of his confident deanor before leaving and the promise to his old friends—"Don’t be afraid, our hundred million people are just setting off first. When you billion players reach our world, we’ll reunite."]
[But now...Reunite? Reunite?]
[The ti flow within the World Ga and outside it is inconsistent. By the ti a billion players arrive, thousands, even tens of thousands, of years might have passed, and the hundred million people who have lost their mories would have long been unrecognizable!]
["Ah..." Amidst the pain, Hui Bai heard the girl’s sigh.]
[Her clear eyes looked at him, seeing the guilt in his eyes.]
["Why do you bla yourself?" Yijulai’er was puzzled.]
["...Perhaps I shouldn’t have led a hundred million people out of the World Ga. It was certainly a gamble, but regardless of the outco, I should bear the responsibility." Hui Bai said dejectedly.]
["Huh? But it was a collective decision, why should you bear the responsibility alone?" Yijulai’er’s tone quickened slightly.]
["Because I am the ’Number One Player’," Hui Bai sighed: "So I must bear everything."]
[At this ti, Yijulai’er took out a notebook and started writing sothing.]
[Hui Bai asked, "What are you writing?"]
[Yijulai’er handed it to him.]
[Their conversation was translated by the World Tree. It was Yijulai’er’s notebook, filled with strange comnts:]
[Humans: A selfish, foolish race, occasionally with a glimr of cleverness.]
[Zhai Xing people: Foreign guests wishing to settle in, with a strong attachnt to their holand.]
[Hui Bai: Quite handso, but a big fool.]
["...A fool?" Hui Bai couldn’t help but correct: "Why say that about ?"]
[Yijulai’er snapped the notebook shut with a "slap," saying blandly: "Survival is instinct, and you don’t care about your own life. I can only understand it as you being foolish."]
[Hui Bai gave a bitter smile; there were many things more important than life.]
[He deliberately put on a dejected expression as if about to cry, weighing his next words in his heart.]
[Unexpectedly, Yijulai’er suddenly relented.]
["I allow you to awaken your mories at critical monts, but you don’t have to permanently abandon them. However, you only have one chance," Yijulai’er said.]
[Hui Bai widened his eyes: "...Ah?" Why did she relent so suddenly?]
["You seem to be in a lot of pain, and I don’t like that," Yijulai’er said, touching her chest, as if feeling sothing finely: "You’re foolish, and I don’t want to bully you."]
["Welco to you. Zhai Xing people, and fool."]
...
[After returning, Hui Bai initiated a vote.]
[Over eighty million people believed that even if they lost their mories, they were willing to stay. After all, if the wandering continued, and resources were exhausted, everyone would perish.]
[——Subsequently, Hui Bai, the ruler of ’Luowasha,’ and Yijulai’er, the ruler of the ’Mirror of Creation,’ officially signed a contract.]
[The two sides began to integrate.]
[But the most difficult part was—on the surface of the Mirror of Creation planet, there was a layer of crevices similar to a "double slit." The small world must cross the "double slit" to successfully integrate.]
["Double slit..." Hui Bai murmured, recalling relevant theories from Zhai Xing.]
[Physicist Everett once proposed: When electrons pass through the double slit, two overlapping worlds will appear.]
[The physicist Bohr proposed the famous "Copenhagen Interpretation": In one world, people found electrons passing through the left slit, while in another world, people found electrons passing through the right slit.]
[The Austrian physicist Schrödinger also proposed the famous "Schrödinger’s Cat": when an outsider observes the box, two outcos may occur. One is that the atom decays, and the cat dies. The other is that the atom has not decayed, and the cat survives. These two versions will evolve independently and in parallel—aning the quantum process has split the world into "two parallel worlds."]
[As a humanities student, Hui Bai’s head was about to explode.]
[Antetolia quickly understood: "So, we must pass through the ’double slits’ on the planet’s surface, just like the ’electrons’ in the experint."]
[Edith shrugged: "That’s right, we are the million people who will beco Schrödinger’s cat."]
[Blake laughed heartily: "These theories, I don’t understand. All in all, it ans we will split into two versions! Right?"]
[Under the tense gaze of the people, the small world slowly passed through the ’double slits’ on the surface of the colorful planet.]
[At that mont of passing through, everyone felt as if they truly transford into electrons, appearing on the left and simultaneously on the right, splitting into two versions.]
[It was like a physics experint—scientists emit a single electron through the double slit, yet interference patterns appear that would only occur with multiple electrons, indicating a single electron entering two slits simultaneously. Imagine two channels before you, and you split into two versions, each walking through one.]
[The "Luowasha" where Hui Bai was located fused formally with the "Mirror of Creation" where Yijulai’er was.]
[The civilization was formally renad to—]
...
["Mirror of Creation·Luowasha"]
...
[Thus.]
[This civilization transford into two parallel versions, reflecting each other like a mirror, independently developing in parallel.]
[Nad by Yijulai’er, the two versions were nad—]
[...]
["Light Side" and "Dark Side."]
[...]
[Everyone existed simultaneously in the "Light Side" and "Dark Side," as if split into two halves. Perhaps after a long period, there would be a difference in the flow of ti between "Light Side" and "Dark Side," one being in the Second Epoch, the other in the Fourth Epoch.]
[Before this, Yijulai’er had a private conversation with Hui Bai.]
["Since you are the Number One Player, your positional rank is very high, and the double slit might not be able to cut you into perfectly corresponding halves," Yijulai’er said. "If you don’t want to be cut into strange shapes by the double slit, it’s best to cut yourself in advance."]
[Hui Bai looked at the vast starry sky, at the colorful planet, and at the direction where his holand could no longer be seen, revealing a relieved and pure smile:]
["Alright."]
["I will carefully cut myself, making sure that even if I lose mory... each ’I’ can build a force to protect everyone."]
["Then, wait."]
["Wait... for my reunion with a billion fellow citizens of my holand."]
["By the way, Yijulai’er." Hui Bai turned his head, showing his usual, gentle smile:]
["—What do you think of nas like ’Hui Bei,’ ’Hui Mo,’ ’Hui Zi,’ and ’Hui Chi’?"]
...
"Splash—splash—"
The lake water lapped against the shore.
Su Ming’an suddenly woke up, slightly tipsy, the liquor in his hand already at the bottom.
He used to get drunk with just one sip, but this prop could keep him sober.
"Light Side and Dark Side, the origin of Luowasha... I see, I understand everything now." He gazed at the empty golden cup, his mind gradually clearing.
He could guess what happened next.
Along the way, a human traitor nad "Kasadia" would appear, taking away the World Origin, infusing absurd elents of the second dinsion, and transforming the planet into an extrely dangerous world. Then, Kasadia would disappear through Dinsional Ascension, leaving people helpless.
As the Number One Player, Hui Bai was certain to possess storage skills such as "Soul Ferry," which could store the souls of so deceased people. And Hui Bai likely experienced instances such as "The World of Old Days" and the "Ruined World," thus storing the souls of "Su Wensheng" and "Li Mingyue."
As long as Hui Bai made a deal with the World Tree, offering "my services as an enforcer for the World Tree" as a price, these souls could be resurrected. The World Tree, with its vast life force, should be able to accomplish this.
"So, in the Second Epoch [Dark Side], Hui Bai belongs to the World Tree as the Order Guardian, because Hui Bai paid the price of freedom..." Su Ming’an suddenly realized.
However, even if "Li Mingyue" and "Su Wensheng" were resurrected, since their instances hadn’t received the highest difficulty perfect clearance yet, they were not their only true selves at that mont. Only when their instances were redeed, and the only true ending was bound to them, would they beco complete. In other words... they would only rember everything about their final ending and only rember the ’Number One Player’ who saved them, not Hui Bai.
Hui Bai sacrificed mory, allowing everyone to survive.
Hui Bai also sacrificed freedom to resurrect the souls of the deceased.
Hui Bai left the largest part of ’himself’ in the [Dark Side], becoming the Order Guardian.
Hui Bai deployed the ’Hui Family mbers’ on the [Light Side].
Bestowed Hui Bei with an academic attitude and wisdom.
Endowed Hui Mo with formidable power and acun.
Granted Hui Chi a kind heart and steadiness.
Imparted Hui Zi with exceptional charm and luck.
Finally, leaving the purest "Hui Bai" as a "Red Tower Scoundrel," who would break a bone if struck by the Celestial Clan.
He had divided all of himself as a "price," cutting everything away.
Like a "Deity" being divided and conquered.
A dish for "The Last Supper."
For the bigger picture.
A million sober people voluntarily plunged into chaos and ignorance, abandoning their holand, abandoning mory, stepping into completely unknown lands as a group of "Fools."
When they looked up, their blurry and chaotic eyes still reflected the vast star sea and the holand rushing towards them.
—This was the story at the beginning of the First Epoch of Luowasha.
The buried past, the covered history.
This was the story of the first generation Number One Player.
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This is... "our" story.
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