"The stories I write will all become reality to some extent through His dreams. These stories have their own will, and they will find the most suitable person to be the protagonist and continue to be staged. Therefore, if I continue to write those horrific stories,
A scary and weird story, the world may gradually become scary, scary and weird."
The ancient capital seemed a little helpless.
"Writing stories will lead to the destruction of the world, but not writing will also lead to the destruction of the world?"
Shia was thoughtful, as if she was thinking of the Kingdom of Darkness.
Although the Kingdom of Darkness is often attacked by the demonic tide of the Black Forest, it can always survive under the resistance of the Gray Tower and the Black Tower, but its life is just a little harder.
Compared with the ruined wasteland and the ruined city that will be destroyed no matter what, the Kingdom of Darkness is simply a paradise.
"Impossible, there must be other ways, why can't we kill Him?"
Drizzt found it unbelievable. He had always felt that although there were all kinds of problems in the abandoned city, at least in the city, most people could live a pretty good life.
But now the ancient capital tells Drizzt that the world will be destroyed after a period of time no matter what, which simply subverts Drizzt's worldview.
Either it will be destroyed by more and more monsters, or it will be destroyed crazily after the awakening of that indescribable great being. There is no hope for this world.
The first thing Lu Tian thought of was He Dao.
Wajima is infested with filth. Those monsters continue to devour humans and destroy civilization. However, only the pure fire of Wajima Taisha Shrine can eliminate them. The pure fire itself cannot be extinguished. In the end, the world will only end in a world that will never be extinguished.
engulfed in flames.
No matter how hard he struggles, Wajima's end has been determined.
How similar the two are.
Or, Lu Tian thought, foreign lands might be like this, and the wilderness and the Kingdom of Night, which seemed to still have hope, might have been gradually destroyed in some places that he didn't know yet.
As for my own world...
Lu Tan didn't think too much.
Because the world you live in is definitely not the most special one.
The answer is self-evident.
"You are the protagonists of "The Madman's Mouth", and that mercenary may be the protagonist of "Shadow of Terror". The story will look for the most suitable protagonist for itself. If there is no protagonist suitable for it, then the story will gradually become silent and lost.
As a result, I need to create new stories to continue to satisfy Him.”
Gudu doesn't seem to care much about the fact that the world is about to be destroyed, or perhaps he has lost his humanity in the long process of coexisting with the unspeakable evil god.
Only by losing all rationality and emotion as a human being can we possibly contend with that crazy and unreasonable great being.
"But don't worry, at least for the time being, He will not wake up. In the past twenty years, in addition to writing, I have also been researching some methods that can temporarily achieve the seal in some way."
Gudu pointed to that door.
"To put it simply, the stories I write will become His dreams. Through dreams, He will interfere with reality and make reality move in an irreversible direction. The stories will find their own protagonists and cannot be controlled. Therefore, I created
This is a small town.”
"This town will become the main area of influence of His Dreamland in the future. All stories will end in this place. Although there may be some leaks, at least most of the horror novel plots will only take place in this small town.
Performed.”
After hearing Gudu's words, Drizzt felt a little relieved, but at the same time, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
If an indescribable great being could be sealed so easily, then there would be no need for the ancient capital to be trapped here for twenty years.
"What does this cost?"
So Drizzt asked.
"...the price is negligible."
Gudu smiled.
"To do this, the first problem is that the protagonists who are most suitable for these stories need to appear in this town, otherwise they will still leak to other cities and other areas. Secondly, every story will be accompanied by
Some monsters and some abnormalities are born. After a period of time, this area will be filled with abnormal monsters, making it difficult to meet the first condition."
"In addition, my personal factor is also one of them, and it is very critical, that is, whether I can continue to create stories that are enough to please Him. In fact, as time goes by, it has become difficult to create a good story.
To completely imprison him in this small town, a more subtle and interlocking story is needed."
Listening to the description of the ancient capital, even Lu Jian found it very difficult. This was an attempt to use mortal power to fight against the gods.
How did the ancient capital do it?
"Don't worry, all you need to accomplish this is to interweave illusion and reality. Although I, as an ordinary person, cannot fully achieve what I said, there is a person in this world.
Existence can do it, and this is also the technique my good friend used at the time."
The writer picked up his pen as if he wanted to write something, but he still didn't start.
"That's the guy behind the door."
Hearing this, Lu Jian suddenly became enlightened.
"You...became part of the story yourself?"
The conditions are set here, and the answer is ready to come out.
"Yes, He is the guy in the world who is best at weaving stories, loves stories the most, and pursues perfect stories the most. So, just like "The Mouth of a Madman" found you, I wrote myself into the story. In fact,
, your experience is just a story recorded by the protagonist in "The Mouth of a Madman". It is a story within a story, and the real protagonist of the story is myself."
The tone of the ancient capital was flat, as if he were talking about some boring article.
"In "The Mouth of a Madman", I am a horror novelist who can continuously create horror novels that amaze the world. After disappearing, I actually came to the door that sealed a certain great existence.
Here, I will continue to create those horror stories, and these stories will really be played out in this small town."
"In reality, I am just an ordinary novelist, but in the story, I am a great writer who never runs out of inspiration and has endless ideas. Things that I cannot do on my own can be done by that writer.
This will be done one by one in the dream of the great being."
"I used His own power to create countless stories for Himself."
"And these stories will lead to the destruction of the world and bring endless fear. I turned the fear in reality into a weapon against Him."
The corners of his mouth turned up, like a child who had succeeded in a prank.
Lu Tiao was wrong.
This is not a foolish act of using mortal power to fight against gods, but a feat of imprisoning gods with mortal wisdom.
"So, your arrival and your conversation with me are the key to all this. Our conversation connects reality and the story, giving this story a true ending."
"Without you, my story would be just a castle in the air, but with your witness and the witness of the great being behind you, this story has a real foundation."
Not only the gods behind the bronze gate, but also the beings behind Lu Jian and others who control everything and fool everything have become part of the ancient capital's works.
He is like a chess player who uses everything, even himself, as a chess piece to play against the indescribable gods.
And he actually won.
"Therefore, I say, the price is insignificant, it is just me."
As Gudu spoke, he seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his pen and wrote the ending of the story on the manuscript paper.