Mystery: Chaos Path

Klein opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He suddenly laughed, though he didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

“Hahaha, so that's how it is, so that's how it is!”

Klein felt that the Clown potion, which he had been struggling to act out, had suddenly been digested. At this moment, he understood the true meaning of the Clown potion's digestion: that even if he knew the future, he still couldn't resist fate, and in the end, he could only use a smile to cover up all the helplessness of the Clown.

How ironic!

Klein thought to himself as he raised his head to look at Roland, his voice hoarse as he asked, “What's going on with the apocalypse?”

“In about a dozen years, this world will usher in the apocalypse. If there is no Celestial Worthy or existence to replace the Celestial Worthy, 99% of the people will die.” Roland said without any concealment. The reason it was 99% of the people was to not rule out the possibility of a god running away with their believers.

Klein was speechless for a moment. He was silent, and after a long silence, he said, “What about you?”

“They chose to bet on me. Why did you tell me this?”

Because my heart softened, Klein. The Lord of the Mysteries must be born, but it doesn't necessarily have to be you.

You can reject this fate. As my friend, you should have the right to reject fate.

Roland muttered in his heart, looked at Klein and smiled, and said, “I just don't want to see another 'me' repeat the same mistakes.”

“So I'm willing to give you a chance, Klein. You can choose to accept this fate, even though it's not that good, but it's not that bad either. At least if you choose this path, you can become one of the strongest people in this world.”

“You can also choose to give up. After giving up, everything about saving the world will be irrelevant to you. You can continue to stay in Tingen and be a Nighthawk, or you can leave Tingen and do anything you want to do.”

Roland said seriously as he looked at Klein, his smile carrying unprecedented sincerity, “I will block the troubles from others for you, and I will also look for another savior.”

“…Besides me, are there other people who can become the 'Celestial Worthy'?” Klein asked after a moment of silence.

“There is another suitable candidate, but the other party's condition is very bad. I can't guarantee that the other party can definitely become the 'Celestial Worthy'. I can only say that there is a certain possibility.” Roland didn't exaggerate anything. Although he was confident that he could bring back Mr. Door, could the other party really fight against the Celestial Worthy?

Actually, it's hard to say. After all, Mr. Door has experienced so many years of torment, and his condition is really bad. Even if he gets rid of the pollution, it doesn't necessarily mean that he can be promoted to the Lord of the Mysteries.

“Then can I definitely do it?” When Klein asked this question, he was really confused. He really didn't understand why an ordinary person like him was qualified to be the savior.

“As far as the Goddess of the Evernight is concerned, you are the only candidate. They are not sure that you can do it, but they have no other choice.” Roland explained, without concealing anything, “And in the script that I can foresee, you did temporarily defeat the Celestial Worthy.”

“Temporarily?” Klein obviously didn't understand what this meant.

“The Celestial Worthy is a very special existence. No one can completely defeat Him. Even you, as the protagonist, only defeated Him for a while. In tens of millions of years, He will eventually win.” Roland explained unhurriedly.

“That sounds really shameless, like a boss in a game with a locked health bar.” Klein said as if complaining. He fell silent again, and after a while, he said:

“…If the 'Celestial Worthy' cannot be born, will the end of the world really come?”

“Yes.” Roland nodded, thought for a while, and added, “Although the end of the world will definitely come, there are also many existences that resist the end of the world, so you don't need to take the responsibility on yourself. Even without you, this world may not necessarily be unable to survive the end of the world safely.”

“That sounds pretty good.” Hearing this, Klein probably wanted to laugh, but in the end, he didn't laugh. He just remained silent for a long time before saying:

“Can I have some time alone?”

“Of course you can. You don't have to rush to answer. No matter what choice you make, I will support you.” Roland stood up and said as he walked out.

“I thought you hated me.”

Just as Roland walked to the door, Klein's muffled voice came.

“I hate a little liar, but I don't hate a good kid.” Roland didn't turn his head. He just smiled and said:

“So I'm willing to help a good kid choose what kind of ending he should go to.”

The door opened and closed again, and the room became quiet, leaving only Klein, the cat cat.

He couldn't help but curl up his body, like a real cat, turning himself into a small ball, but probably because the coffee table was relatively cold, Klein cat cat couldn't feel any warmth.

So cold!

This world is so cold!

Klein felt very cold and very tired. The fatigue from the battle just now and the fatigue accumulated during this period of time surged up at this moment. He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, but in fact, Klein fell asleep very quickly, faster than he expected.

And after he fell asleep, the door of the room opened again. Roland tiptoed to Klein's side, put a blanket on Klein cat cat, and said gently:

“Sleep, and after you wake up, think about those choices that are too complicated for you.”

His hand gently pressed on Klein's head, making a grabbing motion, and the injuries on Klein's body disappeared.

Roland stole the injuries from Klein's body and then released them on the prepared white mouse.

Without exception, all were killed in an instant!

“Without healing skills, it's really a bit troublesome.” Roland sighed, feeling that he still needed to deal with the Church of the Earth Mother, otherwise where would he get healing skills?

……

Klein didn't know how long he slept.

When he woke up, he found that the wound on his body didn't hurt anymore. He stood up and found that he was still in the form of a cat cat, but he didn't know who had put a blanket on him.

Klein shook his head. After sleeping, he could feel that his condition had recovered a lot. He looked out the window, and it was already dark outside.

Klein looked around again and found a bowl of food next to him, which was cooked chicken breast. Hunger made Klein swallow his saliva. After looking around, he still went over and ate the chicken breast in the bowl clean.

After eating and drinking enough, Klein had the energy to recall what happened before going to bed, which made his emotions become uneasy again, but because his condition had recovered, he naturally wouldn't lose control again.

Klein just silently looked at his shadow under the light, thinking silently. He suddenly hoped that he was a real cat cat, so he wouldn't have to worry about these messy things.

Suddenly, Klein heard the sound of the door opening, which made him subconsciously think that it was Lucifer who had returned. He raised his head to look at the door, but he was stunned.

Because the figure at the door was a familiar figure to Klein, a figure that Klein thought he would never see again in his life.

—His mother.