Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

On a small hill beside a river bank, the Drowned King walked out of the river. Seeing that there was no one around, he shook off the water on his body as if stretching his muscles and stretched himself with a crackling sound.

Just as it was planning to take a good rest at the nearby river bank, it suddenly heard a soft laugh beside it.

The Lord of Disaster emerged from the shadows again at some point.

The Drowned King felt a little unhappy that he had just stretched comfortably, but he showed a sullen expression as he was seen by his father.

"I know, you must be wondering: 'Why are you here again', right?"

The Lord of Disaster shrugged:

"First of all, I'm not a voyeur."

Drowned King: “…”

"Secondly, I came here because I have something very important to tell you."

The Drowned King was helpless, knowing that if he didn't accompany this guy to finish his words, he would have no peace.

Then he heard him say:

"I had a dream."

Drowned King: “…”

Is this what you said is important?

Seeing that the Drowned King did not reply, the Lord of Disaster continued speaking:

"I had a dream, a very long and heavy dream."

"I dreamed that in this world, all heroes and demons died, leaving only those who had no idea about it in the world."

"This group of innocent people live in the world calmly, living in such a pure and flawless way, completely unaware and doing nothing. They don't know that such a shocking disaster has occurred in this world, nor do they know who caused this disaster and why it ended. They also don't know that there was a group of people who paid a price a thousand times more tragic than losing their lives in order to pull them out of the mire."

After hearing what the Lord of Disaster said, the Drowned King slowly turned around, as if he had finally become interested, and said slowly:

"They know nothing, they don't have to do anything, but they can still live well... Isn't this what the heroes hoped for from the beginning?"

The Drowned King:

"You can even think that this is what those who have to become demons in order to live peacefully hope for."

The Lord of Disaster was silent for a moment.

Suddenly he smiled with relief:

"You're right. You live a much more transparent and understanding life than I do."

Such a world is not sad.

But if those unaware people died without knowing it, leaving only heroes and demons to fight in the world, that would be the most desperate thing.

Or...

The group of innocent people finally split into saviors and sinners...

The King of Disaster didn't dare to think any further, and said repeatedly:

"You are right. You are right."

Some people choose to be heroes, some people choose to be demons, and their reasons are so sufficient and appropriate that they are so selfless when fighting for their purest ideals.

They looked up at the distant goal, but they could not see the people who died because of him.

The result is that more and more flawless people have to become part of a hero or a devil in order to preserve themselves, arrogantly believing that the path they are following is correct, not realizing that such actions often inadvertently open the doors to purgatory.

——A world where everyone is fanatically pursuing a goal is not a good one at all.

On the contrary, it is like this now, when everyone is simply enjoying farming and animal husbandry, exploring the world, music, architecture, trading, SkyBlock game... seeing the smiles on their faces, the King of Disaster will admit from the bottom of his heart that all the efforts he has made for that unattainable goal are worth it.

Not far away, the sound of music and the cries of animals could be vaguely heard.

The two looked back and found that in the grove not far away, a faint fire had appeared at some point - it was a bonfire, and someone was holding a music party there.

The Drowned King quickly recognized the pig and the sheep dancing on the center stage.

It was Oinkon and Fuzzy Cloud.

In the old days, they were demons, terrifying executioners, and also became playthings of players.

But in this new era, they no longer have to fear anything.

They no longer have to fear creatures more powerful than them, nor do they have to invade weaker ones in order to protect themselves... maybe they won't have nightmares at night anymore?

The King of Disaster thought about this and asked, "Do you dream? Dream about those... people who died because of you."

The Drowned King thought of the village soldiers, the players, the herobrine clones, and the companions he had to kill in order to survive in the cruel training ground.

If you say you don't care, that would be a lie.

However, after going through so many things, the Drowned King will no longer shed tears for blood and war, separation of life and death - he can only bear these and go on alone.

"I am much stronger than you think," it said slowly.

The King of Disaster had actually heard the voice-over a long time ago and wanted to give it a hug, but he felt it was too pretentious. The hand he stretched out paused awkwardly in mid-air for a moment, and finally he patted its shoulder to comfort it.

Oftentimes, he felt like a relic of the old world.

Most of the people who experienced that war died. After they were resurrected, certain memories of theirs were erased, and they thought that the world had always been so beautiful.

At first, the Lord of Disaster thought that they were getting rid of a heavy burden.

Later, he slowly realized that those heavy things had returned to his shoulders.

Sin is far more terrible than death.

The only one who was close to him and knew those things was the Drowned King.

This is why the Lord of Disaster would come and harass it from time to time.

Although the Drowned King felt a little annoyed at first.

But as we chatted, I found that I didn't mind it, so I just let him go.

Because it felt more and more that the King of Disaster was right.

Many times, it often falls into thinking about the meaning of life, the meaning of being alive, and the meaning of everything it does.

Before, it was too obsessed with its own goals. Even when the little voice in its heart asked these philosophical questions countless times, the Drowned King always concluded with "A demon like me will definitely be killed by someone in the end" - it simply did not have the courage to dream of such a distant thing.

But when everything was over, it fell into confusion.

Although it has been working hard to plunder the Sky Island as the leader of aquatic creatures recently, it still does not feel the meaning of doing so, cannot see the way forward, and does not know where hope lies.

Seeing a trace of sadness and confusion in the eyes of the Drowned King, the Lord of Disaster sat closer.

The two remained silent, watching the stars in the distance gradually dim, and saw the dark blue sky gradually covered with a layer of purple, a flame-like light rising from behind the mountain, and then the sky brightened and dawn poured.

“Meaning itself is meaningless.”

A voice sounded from behind the two of them. Looking back, they found that it was a zombie holding a scepter. It was Russell, who could be said to be the companion that the Drowned King met at the beginning of his life.

"You should be very busy." said the Drowned King.

"Yes, but it looks like you need me."

Russell sat beside it, looked at the sky with it, and said slowly:

“The process of seeking meaning will make meaning disappear. This world has eliminated the barriers between life and death. Without these heavy things, people will lose their awe for something. And you know, without awe there is no sublimity - but in other words, does this world need so many heavy things?”

Russell smiled at it:

"Obviously not. This world is relaxed and happy, and we need to experience it. Qi You has given us so many sky islands. Not only are there things he calls "adventure mods", but the sky islands are also connected to many other worlds... Have you ever been to Teyvat?"

The two shook their heads.

Russell thought thoughtfully: "This world is very big, and there are other worlds outside this world. I know you are very busy. For the glory of your tribe, to eliminate internal and external troubles, these trivial matters have trapped you, but you should jump out and do something that makes yourself happy, even if it is absurd."

"Have you been there?"

"I have been there, but Qi You sprayed me with the 'Manifestation Cognition Potion', which made my appearance there more acceptable. Of course, he also didn't let me interfere too much there."

As the most adventurous traveling zombie, Russell used his expertise to tell wonderful stories with a happy smile on his face.

As the three of them chatted and laughed, dawn turned into dusk.

When the Drowned King inadvertently glanced at the stream, he realized that a smile had appeared on his face without him noticing.

The feeling that just filled my heart must be "happiness".

Real feelings are much more valuable than meaningless self-questioning all day long.

For some reason, the Drowned King actually developed a longing and yearning for the world he described - this kind of hope is actually what supports every individual to survive.

Thinking of this, the Drowned King took a quick glance and suddenly saw that in the shallow stream, beside the reflections of the three people, a cube man appeared and sat next to it.

It's herobrine.

He hesitated, then stretched out his hand, slowly placed it on the Drowned King's shoulder, and made a comforting gesture.

But in those eyes that were so white that they glowed, it was difficult to tell what the emotions were.

After noticing the Drowned King's gaze, He seemed to reveal a faint smile, or perhaps the Drowned King had seen it wrong.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared, as if it had never existed.