Modestock hugged his young son and huddled on the top of this ancient bell tower built on a high mountain.
This was originally a tool room used to store components for repairing and maintaining the bell tower.
But now, it has become a refuge for the Modstock family.
At such a height, the wind that should have been noisy was now dominated by other movements:
It was the dull sound of waves that echoed across the earth...
It is also a dark sound that represents urgent destruction and death...
The narrow and rough tool room is not very comfortable.
But for the Modstock family now, it is a rare warm haven.
They have decided:
If the overturning flood floods here again.
Then they will no longer run away...
In other words, under such circumstances, there is no great need to escape.
This is one of the most prominent areas in the world.
If it is also completely swallowed up by the flood from the sky, the end of everything should be staged...
Modstock could feel that his son seemed to have a fever.
Running away day and night and the howling cold wind are a very difficult test for adults, let alone young children?
Modestock felt deeply powerless.
This was the most helpless moment he had ever experienced so far.
At this time, because it was late at night, the tired wife and children had already fallen asleep
Modstock looked outside through the opening for ventilation.
In that deep long night, the stars seemed to have become dim.
Sometimes, Modestock couldn't help but have some doubts.
He was thinking about why he had to go through this pain again and again.
If he hadn't made such a wish at the beginning, what would he be like now?
Is it nothingness that dies forever, or is it a world belonging to the dead?
Although he has experienced countless deaths, Modestok still cannot understand the world after death.
Because in that distant past, he once unexpectedly got an opportunity to make a wish to the gods.
And Modstock's choice is to refuse to embrace death...
As a result, he was able to gain the power to revive from cold death again and again.
But now it seems that this is not some kind of blessing
Recovery again and again, repeating the same mistakes again and again.
Those mistakes that I thought I would never make again...
Those memories that were once unforgettable and thought to be eternal have gradually faded away...
Even later, Modestok tried to chase and accumulate extraordinary power more than once.
Maybe it's because of the huge differences in the world after each recovery, or maybe he really doesn't have enough talent in this area.
Until now, Modestok's most successful experience was that he once became a knight captain in a certain world through hard work and experience.
But this time, the world is an era where technology dominates everything...
There is probably a better news - Modestok has learned to forget...
It will get better...
Modstock murmured while holding his young son.
Perhaps compared to ordinary people, apart from the blessing of resurrection from the dead, he probably has some differences:
Modestock discovered that his luck was not very good, but it was not very bad either.
Therefore, even if it is repeated again and again, until now.
He has never experienced a disaster as devastating as this one.
And if he has good luck and still performs stably.
Maybe everything will still happen
There is a turning point
Modestock could only console himself in this way.
It was only at moments like this that he hated his mediocrity so much.
Just like in a certain world in the past, one of his extremely intelligent friends once discovered something strange about him:
It's a pity, if you were smarter...
Not smart enough...eternity...may be some...long...
Those were my friend's last words when he was terminally ill.
He did not encounter the same things that Modestoker had encountered before, and found out about his abnormal existence, and tried to deprive him of this blessing from the gods.
So even though Modstock has forgotten a lot, he still remembers that friend. But he doesn't know what the other person's current state is like.
At this moment, the sound of the waves outside seemed to become more restless.
Modestock suddenly became alert.
If it was just a flood, then they would not need to escape so urgently now.
But the danger is obviously not just the flood, but also the things that come with the flood...
Rumble…
Vaguely, Modestock heard the movement of fighter planes.
This voice, which originally came from civilized compatriots, did not make Modestoker feel much relieved.
Instead, his heart suddenly sank.
It seems that an Animoc has appeared in the area where they are...
I don't know what the real names of those huge weird creatures are.
They appeared in this world together with the flood.
They should have been related to the food chain, but they soon discovered new lower food substitutes in this strange world.
Of course they will not go to war for one or a few humans.
They will swallow the whole camp like a giant whale swallowing a school of shrimps.
Maybe those mud and rocks will be excreted in some form.
Or maybe, they can also become part of that huge beast.
This is also the reason why Modestock did not take his family to the gathering place.
Like many people who also wandered in this dangerous corner of the plateau, he was a little worried that it would attract the invasion of giant beasts.
Modstock didn't know that there were several Animocs around here.
He carefully protected his sleeping son, then leaned against the wall, staring at the movement outside with his bloodshot eyes wide open.
The originally dark night in the distance was now illuminated by the light released by many artillery fires.
And in that not-so-distant memory, that ferocious huge shadow also showed its wide and deep outline under the cold water.
Apparently, the gathering place had discovered the Animoc that was preparing to attack the gathering place.
But whether it can be forced back is hard to say...
The sound of gunfire...
The sound of waves...
The roar of the giant beast...
Everything is like an extremely realistic epic disaster movie.
But what is different from all other ways of watching movies is that he is now in it...
And at this time, something seemed to have changed somewhere that Modstock didn't know about.
The waters suddenly became turbulent!
It was as if a raging flood suddenly poured down from that icy land again!
However, the Animoc, which was originally trying to attack the fighter plane, suddenly retreated.
It was as if, deep within the ruins of civilization that had been swallowed up by the sea, something was calling it...
Maybe I should use something to write down all this.
The idea suddenly came to Modestoke.
Use the form of words to convey these absurd and unruly things, heavy or light.
Generation after generation...
Until the diary in which he recorded everything could no longer be memorized in its entirety.
