She has gradually mastered this balance. At this moment, in her senses, just talking about "hearing", she can hear the sticky sound of the "Abyss Nest" on one side, and the noisy buzzing of the busy road on the other side.
This kind of idealism is really hard to grasp.
She complained secretly.
Reality and illusion depend on one's own thoughts. If you think you are a monster, then you will really become a monster.
But if I never find out, never hear those disgusting noises, never get a glimpse of my own appearance in the illusion, and always treat myself as the original person, then really nothing will happen.
Even though in the eyes of God, those walking on the street were all deformed and ugly monsters, some with pus flowing all over their bodies, some with sharp fangs bared and ferocious faces, the cars moving were actually huge pustules covered with tumors and eyeballs, and the entrances of the buildings where people were entering and exiting were the gaping bloody mouths of giant monsters...
But as long as they don't know and don't believe it, then it won't become true.
This is the result of a compromise between the two worlds.
The truth represents Namibia's usual appearance, while the falsehood represents a future that is completely eroded by the gray fog.
They are intertwined at the same time, forcibly squeezed together and juxtaposed into a folded time.
Is this a game?
The result of the compromise... This can only be a game. Did both sides find that they couldn't defeat each other in a head-on battle? Did they want to decide the future this way?
So from the reality, that is, the future where Aisuen Hitzfeld is, they are the winners.
Because after the Folding Era ended, Namya returned to normal.
This disgusting and contradictory confusion has been eliminated. Although there are still many gray fog elements left to poison one side, at least it is not to the extent that the entire world is blended together.
Something must have happened in the following two hundred years.
Something happened that was enough for this side to win.
This is indeed an optimistic "future", but if we win, why would Haradini betray the Kingdom of God...
No, I got it wrong here... Why is it that "even though Haratini has decided to betray the Kingdom of God, we are still the winners in the end"?
With many thoughts and doubts, Hitzfeld couldn't wait to explore the truth hidden in this space and time.
At the same time, in the outside world, even Xia Yibing did not notice the blazing flames rising from the fire pit and the tiny sparks floating in it. In fact, they did not disappear in the air, but traveled to the past with the ripples of time and came to the side of the silver-haired goddess.
[I thought I could inherit everything from my mother, both virtue and strength, but reality gave me a blow.]
Who?
A woman's voice...Who's speaking?
Hitzfeld was startled by the sound in his ears, and his hair stood on end. He almost thought he was discovered by some ghost from the past!
[Mom is so beautiful, gentle, and powerful. The incarnation of the sun is not enough to describe such a perfect her. In my opinion, she is worth at least many suns... It takes the radiance of many suns to match her sacred status in my heart.]
These words...don't seem to be directed at me?
It was spoken in Seran. Hitzfeld listened carefully to the content of the words and gradually realized that it seemed to be a monologue.
And it's not that she had never heard this voice before. After careful consideration, she was sure that the voice belonged to Ke Fan.
Xia Zhilong Ke Fan!
It's actually her!
What's happening here?
Could it be because of the location of the traceback? I started the traceback in Ceres Continent, where she was defeated, so her ghost remained?
Holding his breath, Hitzfeld immediately realized that this was a great opportunity.
She didn't care where the sound came from, she could think about it later.
But now! The most important thing is to listen to every word in the other person's monologue! Because they may become key clues!
If possible, she would not bother to play any detective games - how efficient a detective game could be as good as the person involved voluntarily explaining what happened?
So hurry up and keep talking.
I promise I won't interrupt you...
Just as Hitzfeld expected, Ke Fan's voice continued to come.
[I began to lower my expectations. I don’t need those virtues, I don’t need the understanding and admiration of others. I just want strength! I want to have the strength to surpass my mother and to protect my elder sister and younger sister!]
Protect your sister?
Ah... I thought she hated Haradini...
Just as Hitzfeld was thinking this, a hazy picture suddenly appeared in her divine eyes.
The painting contained the silhouette of a woman from behind. It seemed familiar...it reminded her of the goddess she had seen in the Gray Mist Temple.
She is... the Sun King?
[Mother!]
At this moment, a little girl came running in and shouted to the goddess who was reading, "Why on earth! Why are Honey and Ella so annoying!"
The girl looked to be only four or five years old, and was about the same height as Emily. She had long golden hair as bright and beautiful as a goddess, and her skin was so white and tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.
Hitzfeld recognized Ke Fan at a glance.
Ke Fan as a child.
Well... although she is cute, her temper is also beginning to show.
[You hate your sister?] The goddess paused and asked with her head tilted.
[Yes! One is always lifeless! The other one always contradicts me! It’s like they are deliberately trying to make things difficult for me!]
The girl stamped her feet.
[I will only play with my sister from now on!]
[I don't want to bother with them anymore!]
[Sure.] The goddess turned her head back, [If you don’t want to be sad in the future, and don’t want to make your sisters sad, then do what you want.]
[Hey?]
The girl was stunned.
[Mother.]
[I am here. ]
[Why do you say that... I'm sure I hate them... They don't like me either! ]
[Have you ever thought about why you hate them?]
[Because they made things difficult for me.]
[Think about it some more.]
[Well……]
Young Ke Fan put her fingers in her mouth and licked them for a long time before finally understanding.
[Is it because I... care about it so much?]
[There are also people who ignore me or even dislike me, but I have never been angry because of these attitudes. I am only dissatisfied with the attitudes of these two people.]
[It’s not because I hate them, but because I care about them…I like them too much? So I care about their attitude?]
[Good, you finally understand Ahoin a little.]
Very satisfied with her remarks, the goddess put down the book, half squatted down, and showed Hitzfeld her beautiful profile.
That really is...
A perfect appearance that even the sun would be ashamed of...
Hitzfeld even held his breath, fearing that the breath he blew out would push her away.
[Because I care, I feel sad.]
[You can push away this relationship. With your status, there are many girls who want to be your sister. They are willing to please you, flatter you, and say the words that make you feel the most comfortable, but you know that is not what you really want.]
[What I really want...]
Ke Fan stared at his mother blankly.
These words were a little too profound for her to understand for the time being.
[Don’t listen to what they say, watch what they do.]
The goddess pinched her cheeks.
[Girls' thorns are all lies... Just like your ignorance, I think Hani and Ella don't want their words to hurt you. Maybe they also think they actually hate you, hate your domineering, your forced care, your commanding tenderness, but believe me... If such a Ke Fan disappeared from their lives, they would also be very sad.]
[It seems so.] Ke Fan said blankly, [Hani always laughs at me, but she will help me wash my dirty clothes. Ella always ignores me, but she leaves an extra egg for me to eat every day...]
[So now you know what you want?]
[Yes……]
At this point, the girl's eyes finally became firm.
[There’s nothing wrong with this.]
[I hope this kind of life can continue forever.]
[In order to have the power to protect my elder sister and younger sister! Mom! Please teach me more!]
[Hey~ You only protect your elder sister and younger sister, so your mother is not worthy of your protection?]
[No... that's not the way to say it! But mom isn't... isn't mom awesome?]
[My "greatness" is not based on the things you need to learn.]
The goddess raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
[When you realize this, you have truly caught up with me.]
……
[From that day on, I made up my mind to work hard to catch up with my mother.]
[I started practicing controlling the temperature of the flame like a demon. I set a small goal for myself: when I turn 18 and become an adult, I want to be able to light a mechanical sun.]
[I have been working hard for this...]
[I work hard for the principles my mother taught me and for my elder sister and younger sister.]
[I didn’t realize that some obsessions that are too strong can bring disaster.]
[What the heart desires, the desires come.]
[If I didn’t yearn for power so much, I wouldn’t have been deceived by that person.]
[Who could have thought that someone of that stature would actually do something like this.]
[When all time is condensed into a moment, that determines my fate.]
[I always look to the farther west, and my inner feeling is warning me that that is where I am buried, and where Xia Yang is destined to fall.]
[I don't regret making that decision at all, because if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been able to buy more than a hundred years for Honey and Ella.]
[In the last moments of her life, I finally understood where my mother’s strength came from. I also understood why my sister was willing to sacrifice herself.]
[Everything is to convey the 'revelation'.]
[As long as Honey can survive, as long as she can become a seed of hope, all the sacrifices will not be in vain.]
[It’s a pity that I won’t be able to see that day.]
[Another thing that worries me the most…]
[Will she cry when she hears the news about me?]
The last syllable fell.
The monologue finally came to an end.
Hitzfeld stood in a daze on the confusing street, feeling that the amount of information contained there was a little too much.
It shouldn't be possible to lie in a monologue, right?
Especially when it comes to the monologue from the dead, why would she need to lie?
If that's the case, then we have misunderstood Ke Fan before?
