I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"The stories I write will become a certain degree of reality through his dreams. These stories have their own will, and they will find the most suitable person to be the protagonist, and they will continue to be staged. Therefore, if I continue to write those horror stories, Horror, weird story, maybe this world will gradually become scary, horror, and weird."

The ancient capital seemed helpless.

"Writing stories will lead to the destruction of the world, and will the world be destroyed without writing?"

Shia was thoughtful, as if thinking of the Kingdom of the Night.

Although the Kingdom of the Night is often attacked by the evil tide of the Black Forest, it can survive the resistance of the Gray Tower and the Black Tower after all, but it is just a bit more difficult.

Compared with the ruined wasteland and the ruined city that would be destroyed no matter what, the Kingdom of the Night is simply a paradise.

"Impossible, there must be other ways to kill him?"

Drizzt found it unbelievable. He had always felt that although there were various problems in the abandoned capital, at least in the city, most people could live pretty well.

But now the ancient capital tells Drizzt that this world will be destroyed after a period of time no matter what, which simply subverts Drizzt's world view.

Either it was destroyed by more and more monsters, or it was destroyed by the madness after the awakening of that indescribable great existence. There was no hope for this world.

The first thing Lu Jian thought of was Hejima.

Hejima is infested with filth, those monsters continue to devour human beings and destroy civilization, and only Hedao Taisha's Jinghuo can destroy it, and the Jinghuo itself cannot be extinguished. In the end, the end of the world will only be a piece of never-extinguishing engulfed in flames.

No matter how hard you struggle, the end of Hejima has been determined.

How similar the two are.

Or, Lu Jian thought, maybe this is the case in foreign lands, and the wasteland and the kingdom of the night, which seem to have hope, may have been gradually destroyed in some places he doesn't know yet.

As for my own world...

Lu Jian didn't think too much.

Because the world I live in will definitely not be the most special one.

The answer is self-evident.

"You are the protagonists of Mouth of a Madman,

That mercenary may be the protagonist of "Shadow of Terror", the story will find the most suitable protagonist for itself, if there is no suitable protagonist for it, then the story will gradually become silent and lose its effect, and I need to create new stories to continue to satisfy him. "

The ancient capital doesn't seem to care much about the fact that this world is about to be destroyed, or he has lost his humanity in the long process of living with the indescribable evil god.

Only by losing all rationality and emotion as a human being can it be possible to contend with that crazy and unreasonable great existence.

"But don't worry, at least for the time being, He won't 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 a certain way."

Gu Du pointed to the door.

"To put it simply, the stories I write will all become his dreams. Through the dreams, he will interfere with reality and make reality move in an irreversible direction. The story will find its own protagonist and cannot be controlled. Therefore, I created this small town."

"This small town will become the main area of ​​influence of his dream, and all the stories will end in this place. Although there may be some leaks, at least most of the horror stories will only be staged in this small town .”

Hearing what the ancient capital said, Drizzt felt a little relieved, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

If an indescribable great existence could be sealed so easily, then the ancient capital wouldn't need to be trapped here for twenty years.

"Does this cost anything?"

Therefore, 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 small town, otherwise they will still leak to other cities and other regions. Secondly, every story will be accompanied by Some monsters, some abnormal births, after a period of time, this area will be full of abnormal monsters, it is difficult to meet the first condition."

"In addition, my personal factor is also one of them, and it is very important, that is, whether I can continue to create stories that are enough to please him. In fact, with the passage of time, it is already difficult to create a good story. To completely imprison him in this small town requires a more subtle and interlocking story."

Listening to the description of the ancient capital, even Lu Jian found it very difficult. This is an attempt to use the power of mortals to fight against the gods.

How did the ancients do it?

"Don't worry, to accomplish this, you only need one thing, that is to let illusion and reality intertwine. Although I am an ordinary person, I can't fully do what I said, but there is a Existence can do it, and this is the technique that my friend used at the time."

The writer picked up his pen, as if he wanted to write something, but he didn't write for a long time.

"That's the guy behind the door."

Hearing this, Lu Jian suddenly became enlightened.

"You...become part of the story yourself?"

The conditions are here, and the answer is ready to come out.

"Yes, He is the guy who is best at weaving stories, loves stories the most, and pursues perfect stories the most, so, just like "Madman's Mouth" found you, I wrote myself into the story, actually , Your experience is just a story recorded by the protagonist in "Madman's Mouth", it is a story within a story, and the protagonist of the real story is myself."

Gudu's tone was flat as if he was talking about some lackluster articles.

"In "The Mouth of the Madman", I am a horror artist who can continuously create horrors that amaze the world. After I disappeared, I actually came to the door that sealed a great existence. Here, I'm going to keep going and going on and on creating those horror stories that are actually going to be played out in this small town."

"In reality, I am just an ordinary family, but in the story, I am a great writer who will never run out of inspiration and have endless ideas. What I can't do by myself, in that great In the dream of existence, it will be done one by one."

"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 were raised, like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank.

Lu stumbled wrong.

This is not the folly of fighting against the gods with the power of mortals, but the feat of imprisoning the gods with the wisdom of mortals.

"So, your presence, your conversation with me, is the key to it all. Our conversation connects reality and story, so that this story really has an ending."

"Without you, my story is just a castle in the air, but under the witness of you and the great existence behind you, this story has a real cornerstone."

Not only the gods behind the bronze gate, but also the existence behind Lu Jian and the others, who controls everything and fools everything, has become a member of the works of the ancient capital.

He is like a chess player, taking everything, even himself, as a chess piece, playing against the indescribable gods.

And he actually won.

"Therefore, I say, the cost, trivial, is me alone."

Gu Du said, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his pen and wrote the ending of the story on the manuscript paper.

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