Albert came back to his senses and found himself in a...library?
There are books all around, books neatly placed on the bookshelves.
There is only one name printed on the jackets of these books: "Albert the Transcendent". None of these books are the inheritance of knowledge. They only have one story to tell, Albert's story.
The tiger man youth stood there stupidly, stunned for a long time. Then he remembered that he should have come to save Mutt, and seemed to have used some method to try to save him. Then the next second, he appeared in
A place like this. A wonderful library filled with his stories.
"Albert the Transcendent", "Albert the Transcendent", "Albert the Transcendent".
There are hundreds of books on a bookshelf, and thousands of bookshelves are neatly arranged in a library. Every book on every bookshelf has this printed on it. Although the cover, color and decoration of each book are different,
They are different, even the paper is different, but the stories they tell are exactly the same. They are all Albert’s stories.
So, what is going on in this weird space?
Why did Albert come to a place like this in order to save Mutt?
The sound of someone's footsteps came from far away.
The tiger man youth followed the sound without thinking. The library was too big and he had no idea what he should be looking for. He could only try his best to grab the only clue.
That voice led Albert through the deep and huge library, farther and farther, and even ran up the stairs to the second floor, where there were more bookshelves. Only then did Albert realize that this whole thing
The library is like a huge tower, distributed in a ring, and there are countless floors above. There are more bookshelves and more books on the floors. It is simply an endless library.
.
And there are no other books stored in this endless library, only the book titled "Albert the Transcendent" is stored. It's really horrifying to think about it.
The sound gradually faded away, and Albert failed to catch up. It was very difficult to catch up with the disembodied footsteps. However, when Albert thought he was going to get lost in this endless and huge library,
At that moment, a lighted room deep in the second floor attracted his attention.
He had nowhere else to go, and the lighted room seemed to be inviting him, so he walked there naturally. The neatly arranged bookshelves on both sides formed a corridor-like structure, and they seemed to be welcoming in a row.
His arriving servant. And the lighted room is probably the owner of this strange library.
In the dark depths of the library, in front of a half-open black door, light pours out from it.
Albert naturally opened the door and walked in. Inside, a middle-aged human man with pale skin, black hair and black eyes was immersed in writing some incomprehensible manuscripts at his desk.
Albert wanted to see the face of the middle-aged human man clearly, but he found that the man's face was unrecognizable. Whenever he wanted to see the man's face clearly and remember the features on his face, he would
There was a hazy feeling passing through his mind, and then he could no longer remember the facial features of the man. Albert could only remember the general features of a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes, and nothing else.
He couldn't even remember it. The tiger man young man realized that the other party must have used a kind of "cognitive impairment magic", a special illusion that made it impossible for people to remember his face.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Before Albert could say anything, the black-haired middle-aged man spoke first: "I know why you came here. Sit down and let's talk."
"Sit down? I don't have time to talk to you now, sir." Albert said gloomily: "I have to save Mutt before he dies completely. You should know how to save him, right?"
"I know, but before I tell you, you have to listen to what I have to say. And don't worry, Mr. Albert. You have the whole world's time. If you don't finish what you are doing, the world's time
It will not pass, and the plot will not be able to continue to develop."
"You...what are you talking about?...plot??"
"Let me reintroduce myself." The middle-aged man replied: "I am R.D. VIXIX, the builder of the world and the compiler of the outline of destiny. Generally speaking, your world is made up of me.
Created. I am the God who created your world. Well...the sixth (VI) main axis of time and space, the nineteenth generation (XIX) creation god."
"What...what?!" Albert said in shock.
"No need to make a fuss. Although I am the God of Creation, I am not that great a being - in the end I am just working. Working for the abyss. So you don't need to call me the God of Creation with respect and call me [Compiler]
]That's it." The other party said in an extremely calm tone: "The general direction of the world's destiny has been determined from the beginning. All I have to do is add an outline to this general flow, and then add details little by little to turn it into a
It becomes a flesh-and-blood story and enriches the information entropy in this cocoon of information. Well... do you understand what I am about to say?"
"I don't understand at all..." Tiger frowned: "What kind of situation is this?"
"In short, your world is fictitious. It is both real and fictitious, an... existence like an information experimental field - [Cocoon of Information].
Your world is the creation of the abyss... In the end, you will find that it is just a matter of effort from a high-dimensional world to create a low-dimensional world. And you should also have noticed. The abyss of different dimensions are all absorbing [information] from your world, especially
, the information of the creatures in your world. This is what they want in return for creating your world.
Generally speaking, the people of the Abyss grab this information for fun - whether it is to observe your suffering or your grudges. But it is not entirely for fun. All the information obtained from you earthly people
Entropy is meaningful. As long as enough is accumulated, it can eventually help the people of the abyss go to higher levels of dimensions."
Albert swallowed. This statement was subtly consistent with what his brother Robert had said before.
"But the abyss naturally does not want [information cocoons] to develop freely without restrictions. Your world is just one of the three thousand information cocoons. In addition to your world, there are many, many similar information cocoons -
—Other parallel worlds. Other worlds may be slightly different from the world you are in, and may be specious; or they may be hugely different. But all worlds have the only thing in common, they are controlled by the abyss.
Abyss likes it and thinks that it is necessary for that world to continue, so the world will continue to exist.
Abyss is tired and thinks that there is no need for the world to continue, so the world will perish.
And we [Compilers] are entrusted by the Abyss to constantly revise the existence of your world. In order to prevent the Abyss from getting tired of your world."
Albert opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say.
"About my story, I can only tell it here. If I continue to tell it, even I myself will be in danger." Editor Vixas continued: "Although only you can enter this special space, even the guys in the abyss
It can’t be monitored. But as expected, it’s not good to let you know too much.”
"What does this have to do with me saving Mutt, editor?" Albert asked impatiently: "I'm not here to understand the structure of the world. I don't care what the world is made of. What's important is
How can I save Mutt? How can I bring him back to life."
"I say this just to make you understand that what you are about to do next is in conflict with my work." Editor Vickersus said: "The fate of this world is written by me. And that
A kitten has been written to death by me. You want to go against the will of heaven and resurrect a person who has been confirmed as dead by the system. Your behavior itself is denying the script I wrote. If you succeed, what happens next
Everything will cause huge damage to the entire script, and even eventually collapse the outline, causing a devastating blow to the entire universe.
And the most terrifying thing is that you are the only person in the world who has the ability to do this. You who were once on the other side of the truth have the ability to rewrite the fate of the world itself. Therefore, before you decide to do this, I must talk to you."
Albert showed a dissatisfied expression: "I just want Mutt to be the only one...saving one person can destroy the entire world, are you serious, meow?"
"This is how the world works. Destiny is a complex, delicate, and extremely fragile thing. If one of the gears stops turning, the whole thing stops. One of the screws is broken, missing, or maybe even just rusty.
, the entire machine may collapse. There have been probably more than 200 million worlds collapsed and destroyed before you, but you just never realized it. After the world is destroyed and reset, you have no memory, and the one who cleans up the mess for you has always been
I. I almost want to go on strike."
The tiger was stunned for a second.
"So... what do you want?" He asked the editor: "You mean, you want me to give up trying to save Mutt? Are you willing to accept the fate of his death without any objection?"
"No. I just want you to think twice about whether to do this. What you have done is irreversible. Once you do it, the fate of the world will change from then on and deviate from the original outline. Then the world may gradually move toward destruction.
, no matter how you save it from now on, you will never be able to save it. I hope you will carefully consider whether you want to give up the whole world for one person."
"It sounds like it has nothing to do with you..."
"It really has nothing to do with me. If your world (story) is destroyed, I will just leave this world and compile the fate of another world. My work will never be finished. All you do is give me
It just makes the job more difficult."
Albert frowned again: "Even so...I...still want to save Mutt."
"You just answered like this without thinking clearly?"
"No. It is precisely because I think clearly that I answer this way. My thoughts will not change with time. Even if I think about it a thousand times or ten thousand times, the answer will still be the same." Albert drew out his sword and used it with his sword.
Pointing at the God of Creation in front of him: "Your sweet words can't fool me. I want to save a person, and I just want to save him. The fate of the world is none of my business. You guys who call yourself gods can worry about it on your own."
Well. If you want to use power to stop me, then go ahead. No need to talk nonsense, just fight, maybe it will be easier and simpler."
"I understand." Editor Vixas stopped writing and tore up the manuscript in his hand:
"Then from this moment on, all the manuscripts I prepared before will be invalid. Maybe I will rewrite the outline and use another story to continue this universe and its myriad phenomena.
——But your opponent is not me. I am just the editor, not the executor.
If you want to change your destiny - you should know very well who your opponent is, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everything in Albert's eyes suddenly turned black.
Behind that darkness is [Light] - the [Light] that surrounds everything and connects everything.
At the end of the endless streamers of light, [The Seat of Kama, the God of Destiny], appeared in front of Albert.
God is motionless and speechless.
God snickers at all the ridiculous people in the world, those small and ignorant people who want to change their destiny.
God is kind and smiles, God is angry.
God pities these fools, but he is also tired of their folly.
Why? Even though we know that fate cannot be resisted, there are always people trying to challenge it?
God stretched out eight million arms, each holding a huge weapon, ready to attack at any time.
In front of Kama's Seat, Albert was as insignificant as an ant.
[Then, let’s do it.]
God's voice resounded throughout the world. He waved his sword and the whole world trembled.