It is not someone's reverie, nor is it some abstract energy. It is different from reason and consciousness, and it is not a simple cognitive ability.
It is an all-inclusive, substantial, historical, and social subject.
Walking down the dim stairs, Anonymous was going to see the unit that Selene had mentioned to him, and to understand himself better.
"This kind of unit..."
"It's something you've always wanted to erase."
"You mentioned it to me once."
"The Nature of the Universe."
"You have touched the ultimate truth."
"And firmly believe that all things will come back to life."
"This makes you a heretic, so you are also hunted by the ruling."
As Selene walked down the spiral stairs leading to the dark underground space step by step, the torches on the stone wall seemed to burn consciously to provide illumination.
"Is that so..."
Anonymous marveled that he could always break through the lower limit again and again.
It is rumored that the strange disasters that broke out in various places were caused by the return of all things.
He is indeed against the entire Deep Realm.
"So..."
"I and those troublemakers who are wearing away the basic concepts and destroying the framework."
"Is it the same position?"
Anonymous couldn't accept it. It couldn't be like this. He was many levels higher than those people.
"It's complicated."
finally.
Selene took the Nameless Doe to the unit where people who were as unpredictable as the Nameless Doe were detained.
Under the light of torches.
In the barricaded prison cell, there was a... expressionless, strange man with his hair shaved to less than a centimeter, wearing prison uniform, and extremely empty eyes.
I don’t know how to describe it, it’s just indescribably scary.
"This is that kind of unit."
"They believe in the return of everything just like you."
"Although they themselves are not powerful, and many of their indices cannot even reach one, they have amazing will and perseverance, and cannot ask anything."
"They are the ones who surrender to that truth."
"I also completely gave up on searching for my own essence and returned to chaos."
"It seems to be just a kind of... primitive creature."
"The carrier and host of truth."
"They have only three qualities."
"Nothing will be mentioned."
"There is never any doubt."
"The third and final one is to destroy everything indiscriminately."
"Right."
"And the last bit, I don't know if it counts."
"They will always repeat the same sentence monotonously and stiffly."
Selene explained this.
These people are believers in the return of all things.
The host of primordial chaos.
In the beginning, the will was born out of nothing.
none.
It can only be relative, only in relation to what it denies and cancels.
It just points out an opposite existence.
There is no existence that is above, dispersed and distributed over all existences in their interrelationships, absolutely empty nothing.
none.
To complete the absolute emptiness.
So he was forced to achieve himself by creating all things and projecting them into the heavens.
It is also equivalent to saying.
Everything that exists is shrouded in the shadow of original chaos, and will inevitably die to complete the absolute emptiness of nothingness.
If we still insist on some way of knowing from the front what can only be expressed from the negative as the negation of the will, then there is no other way than to point out the state experienced by all those who have reached the complete negation of the will.
I lose myself, transcendent things, universal illumination, God is one, or Buddhists use nirvana to avoid it, return to Brahma, or the so-called immortal.
These concepts that have been preached as miraculous actually have no form of subject and object. This kind of non-stop bustling and hustle and bustle that exists out of nothing and exists in it has been cancelled, and it is just a kind of primitive chaos and absolute emptiness.
force.
In the end, the most common time and space are also cancelled.
Until the last embers that give life to the body and the spirit to consciousness die with the chaos, endless impulses and pursuits, constantly transitioning from desire to fear, from joy to pain, never satisfied.
The unyielding hope, the hope that constitutes the life-long dream of an insatiable man, is completely extinguished.
Primordial Chaos completely expanded and completed itself.
These people are absolutely empty hosts.
It has completely denied itself and does not believe that it has its own essence.
For those people whose will has turned against itself and denied itself, including all universes, deep realms, time and space, and seas of stars, that is.
Absolutely empty nothingness.
They are completing the return of all things.
Achieve yourself through absolute destruction and madness.
Abandoned everything.
To them, all ordinary things become omnipotent hints, and everything becomes profound.
And all the nightmares full of pain, all the old worlds.
It's all just one.
deceased person.
Anonymous stared at the strange man imprisoned in the prison, his expression seemed so empty that he was placed outside of numbers and existence, transcending eternity.
These strange and troubled ones are the guides.
"Sir."
"Everything is under control."
"Sir."
They will always repeat the same sentence monotonously and numbly.
It seemed to have touched upon some extremely painful obsession, arousing emotions from eternity ago.
This ultimate ultimate horror at the end of the universe.
Beyond what is, what has been, and what will be in the future.
Thought, reality, idea, the unimaginable.
By understanding it, you can understand existence, and its essence contains truth.
Mathematical, organic, metaphysical.
When it exists alone, it is just a symbol. When it can be integrated with everything, it contains the power of the universe.
Completely out of your control.
Anonymous almost instinctively put his hand through the gap in the iron fence, and dug his five fingers directly into the weird man's head.
Then there was a loud bang.
Blood, flesh and brains exploded everywhere, exploding into a shower of raindrops, spraying on the walls of the prison and on the face of the Nameless One.
suddenly.
The curse spread again, and the hand where the unknown person exploded was filled with extremely cold frost, making him feel as if he was in the freezing winter.
"Are you okay..."
Selene was a little shocked. Although she knew the result, it had never been so serious before.
Even the nameless person let out a hoarse groan of pain. The extreme cold spread throughout his body, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. Every breath he exhaled was filled with extremely cold air.
This coldness drove him crazy and drove him to plunder at all costs to find his first memory.
Come and solve this endless nightmare.
After a person dies, he does not actually achieve true death. The spirit he radiates still wanders in the deep world, and these spirits containing resentment or unwillingness cannot be erased and suffer in eternal pain.
Selene supported the nameless person who was in a trance and hallucination to prevent him from falling over. She couldn't bear to see him suffer forever in such a reincarnation. She should give him more time to prepare.
He has endured too much torture in this hell.
At the same time, those detained in other cells were the guides of the chaos and the hosts of the original chaos. They all had different faces, but they were all weird men with shaved heads and ghastly faces.