The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"Are you afraid?"

Dr. Krishna asked softly.

His eyes narrowed like poisonous snakes, the soft lines on his face were completely destroyed by this action, and the black pupils reflected Sisley's bloodless face.

Seemingly unaware of the unconcealable panic on her face, Krishna lowered his head, gestured for a moment with the fixed restraint belt on Sisley's wrist, put it aside again, and whispered to her bewitchingly.

"I know you were the last one to stay in this machine for too long... If you are really afraid, you can also choose to give up the game directly, 001."

"........."

——— Sisley immediately shook her head.

"I do not want."

She instinctively rejected the malicious proposal.

"........."

Dr. Krishna smiled nonchalantly.

"Well, if you insist."

He said calmly, "You have been away for too long, I believe you may have forgotten everything that happened in this machine, those crazy scenes..."

————As if inadvertently, he gently stopped these words here, and left his endless imagination to Sisley.

As he wished, the girl with black hair and blue eyes suddenly lowered her eyes.

The divine light in her eyes gradually disappeared, and her long eyelashes trembled, creating a small piece of fragile blue shadow, like a dead leaf that could shatter in the wind.

The dark memories of the past surged into her heart like a tsunami following Dr. Krishna's words, but at this moment, a small flame climbed up her cold fingertips, melting the ice that made Sisley tremble little by little.

—————Mephisto’s face was reflected in the firelight, and the beauty Rose was silently looking at her other self with calm eyes.

In a fantasyland similar to the past, it was Mephisto and the superheroes of the Avengers who used their experiences to teach Sisley how to be brave.

"Aren't you going to lie down?"

Dr. Krishna's voice sounded like it was far away.

Sisley and the other self looked at each other, and after a while, she answered softly.

"I'm here."

In the next second, the rough fabric of the restraint belt was tightly clasped around her throat, and then went around her wrists, waist and ankles in turn, completely fixing her on the cabin bed.

"Then, I'll wait and see how you perform, 001."

Dr. Krishna said softly, giving a hard push from the wrist.

——————With a "bang", the hatch slid shut in front of her quickly, the cold metal clinging to Sisley's body.

Being imprisoned in a small space, like being nailed into a coffin, Sisley couldn't help breathing quickly, her brain desperately released the signal of fear, her hands were tightly clenched into fists by her side, until the warm blood Oozes from thin skin.

Unlike usual, Dr. Krishna made her lucid into this darkness, like some kind of punishment.

———— From the very beginning, he wanted to defeat her with such a despicable but cruel method.

Tears started to fall from Sisley's eyes automatically, like cold sweat on her body, she tried to stop the fear, but she couldn't help shaking in the dark with fear.

"Mephisto?" she begged in a low voice, suppressing her despair, "Ken? ... Dad?"

Only silence responded to Sisley.

The rusty smell of blood dissipated, and Sisley held her breath, even though her brain began to become slightly dizzy, until the fragrance of roses in her memory lingered vaguely, as if Mephisto's two snow-white lotus arms were embracing her. Her shoulders made Sisley fall into the darkness with her.

...

Sisley opened her eyes as the cold feeling of metal disappeared from her knees.

In front of her, a familiar mansion just appeared in the beautiful sunlight.

The sky is clear, white clouds are layered on the horizon, blocked by the branches of green trees, and the sunlight passes through the gaps between them, leaving only fine and flowing golden spots.

The mansion was hidden in the shadowy light, so dazzling that Sisley couldn't see its details clearly.

But it looked so beautiful, and grand, and stately in outline, like a golden house in any fairy-tale where elves live, and like a palace steeple where kings and queens live.

Sisley couldn't help but took a few steps towards it, and felt the rustling texture of fallen leaves under her feet.

"........."

The mansion became a bit bigger, and the details became clearer in the light. Sisley looked at the familiar Tudor architectural style, and suddenly realized the true appearance of this mansion.

————This is Wayne Mansion.

As if something was urging her, Sisley subconsciously took a step forward until she reached the half-hidden door, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she grasped the door that seemed somewhat illusory in the sunlight, and pushed it out through a small gap. seam.

The lawn in the front yard of Wayne Manor reflected the healthy luster of the green grass in the sun. What was more dazzling than those were two golden figures, one big and one small, on the lawn.

—————— The taller figure is a man with perfect body proportions, he is slightly arched, with his hands on his knees, as if he is talking downwards, and lying next to his legs is the silhouette of a child who has fallen down .

Sisley stood where she was, looking at the scene in front of her almost blankly.

[Why don't you go and have a look? 】

An inexplicable voice appeared in her mind.

————— She wanted to go.

Sisley honestly faced the curiosity and throbbing in her heart, she walked out from behind the door, and gradually approached the pair of figures playing on the lawn.

As they got closer, the light of the golden figure became more and more soft. Sisley could almost hear the whispering of the two figures, like a burst of pleasant breeze, as if as long as she stretched out her hand, she could—— ——

——————Thinking of this, Sisley stood on tiptoe and lightly touched the man's shoulder.

In an instant, the two figures moved like a stop-motion animation.

"Oh, sweetheart..." the man's figure whispered, "I'm sorry, it was Daddy who made you fall. Is your little silver ball okay?"

The child made a soft and high-pitched voice, as if laughing; she stood up crookedly and stumbled, and seemed to be holding something Sisley couldn't see in her hands, and brought it straight to the man.

"Do you want Dad to help you see if your little silver ball is okay?" The man asked with a smile, even with a pretentious teasing tone, his voice was still low and mellow, like intoxicating red wine, "You There's nothing wrong with your little silver ball, my dear, and if you had one, Uncle Tony would have given you another one—I promise he would."

The child grunted twice, and continued to send the things in his hands up; the man had to quickly pick up his small body to prevent her from falling again.

"Oh my God." He weighed the child between his arms and let her step on his leather shoes, "You are really good at catching people...Little sweetheart, my little honeydew pie, when you grow up, you will definitely be The best volleyball girl on the school team... Daddy never tells a joke..."

His voice stopped abruptly, the golden light spots slowly dissipated, and the afternoon silence returned to the air.

——————The two figures returned to the original movement, the man was standing, and the child was lying down on the lawn.

"…………"

Sisley looked at the two figures in silence, her hands hovering in the air trembled, followed by her entire body.

Amid bouts of dizziness, she had to wrap her hands around her knees, squat down slowly, and stare at the figure of a child lying down on the lawn with distracted eyes.

Even though the man's voice was a little younger, it was still so familiar that Sisley trembled all over.

That was Bruce Wayne's voice.

—————and opposite him was her young self.

For a moment, the urge to watch this video again filled Sisley's heart, but in the end, she still took a deep breath and took a step back.

The golden shadow on the lawn gradually faded, as if melting into the air, only the sun at four o'clock in the afternoon still hangs quietly in the sky like it never changes.

Across the soft lawn, Sisley began to walk towards the main entrance, where golden figures, one big and one small, were waiting for her.

This time, the taller figure was no longer Bruce, but Alfred.

He was standing on the steps, holding something weakly under his elbows, while the little Sisley stood in front of the door, as if stopping what he was saying.

Sisley walked over and put her hand on the slightly arched shoulder of the old butler.

"Miss Sisley, of course I would like to finish building the building block castle with you, but Master Bruce needs such a thing very much now—" the old butler kept his eyes on the same level as the little child, and patiently explained, " It won't be long, and I'll be back before you notice."

"red!"

The golden shadow standing in front of the door said blankly.

"Red building blocks, of course." Alfred began to speak faster, "Master Bruce just needs to—"

"red!"

Sisley heard her young self scream uncontrollably.

Along with the small hands of the golden shadow rubbing the contours of his face, the sound of sobbing began to appear in the air.

"Miss Sisley..." The silver-haired old butler deftly took out a handkerchief and wiped her face. The golden figure was silent for a while before suddenly asking, "Red—does it refer to Master Bruce?"

The toddler repeated, sobbing, "Red... Blow..."

Alfred was silent for a longer time this time.

When he spoke again, Sisley, who was standing beside him, could clearly hear his hoarse voice.

"Master Bruce is fine," the old butler comforted in a low voice, "He flew away after blowing and hurting."

————— This is obviously a lie, and now Sisley can tell freely that the injury that can make Alfred's voice tense is definitely not the kind of small injury that does not require stitches, but the young The child still believed it, obediently stopped crying and stopped rubbing his eyes.

"Blow Blow." She turned to repeating the simple word, "Blow Blow... Blow Blow..."

"Of course, Miss Sisley."

Alfred said that there was a certain kind of determination hidden in his voice, as if the old butler had suddenly re-determined something after the conversation with the young child.

The conversation came to an abrupt end here, and Sisley backed away until the two golden shadows also turned into clouds and rushed to the next location.

————— This time the figure appeared inside Wayne Mansion.

Sisley followed the steps to the hall and walked inside.

She couldn't help noticing that the warm golden sunlight disappeared in an instant, and the interior of the Wayne mansion was like a toy room illuminated by colorful lights, every detail was so exquisite and gorgeous that it lost its popularity.

A lone golden shadow sat beside one of the eighteenth-century antique chairs, leaning on it like a tiny rag doll.

"........."

With just one glance, Sisley recognized that this was herself who was a size smaller than before on the lawn and in front of the gate.

She couldn't help lowering her body, half-kneeling down beside her former self, and then carefully stretched out her hand to touch the golden shadow's forehead.

—————To Sisley’s surprise, this little shadow is not only hiding here, but also trying to hide a snicker that slipped to her lips.

【what is she doing? 】

This question didn't bother Sisley for too long, and soon, the sound of the door opening came through the corridor, coming to Sisley and the phantom of the past.

The little golden figure immediately half-climbed and half-stand up, and began to move towards the direction of the sound of the door opening.

Sisley:?

Sisley looked in that direction, and instantly understood what the young girl was trying to do.

At the gate, a pair of golden trouser legs was advancing through the void, followed by another long, sturdy leg wrapped in suit trousers.

It was this leg that little Sisley aimed at.

As soon as the door opened, she jumped on it happily and hugged the old father tightly.

Surveillance cameras are everywhere in the Wayne mansion, and this baby is moving around. Alfred, who was waiting quietly beside him, obviously didn't have any surprise, but Bruce ate it hard. shock.

"Sweetheart?" came the old father's obviously much younger voice, "Why are you here? Your skirt—"

"Baba!" The infant couldn't understand the old father's worries at all, and only knew how excitedly he shouted, "Baba!"

"Daddy is here."

Bruce was obviously silent for a while, Alfred took his suit jacket and made sure there was no smell of perfume, then Batman picked up the noisy baby and tucked it in his arms and shook it twice in an unskilled manner.

"You want to hear bedtime stories again, don't you?" Sisley stood by, watching all of this, while the tall golden figure coaxed softly, "We still listen to Alice in Wonderland today... yes... ...your favorite story."

—————The sound stopped abruptly again, the golden color gradually faded, and the rest of the light spots flew towards the bedroom.

"........."

Sisley didn't move.

At this moment, the old father's words were like a key to open the correct lock, unsealing the memories from Mephisto's sympathy.

——————In the first level spent with the superheroes of the Avengers, the narration sometimes became normal and low, and sometimes became strange, which once caused Mephisto a lot of trouble.

It wasn't until now that Sisley realized why the original normal story would become weird. Sometimes the voice of the narration was so familiar that she wanted to cry, and sometimes it became high-pitched and cold, as if she didn't look like a person—— —

————Because they are indeed not alone.

Dr. Krishna extracted all her memories of this episode and manipulated them at will.

Because of this, Sisley suddenly realized something.

【Everything that happened in the golden shadow is real. 】

This is Sisley's memory museum, with everything she longs to see and know, and the warm memories of her family that she is missing.

Whether it's the golden sunshine that never sets outside or the exquisite and gorgeous decorations inside, they are all Sisley's true inner thoughts and her true memories.

—————And this is exactly Dr. Krishna's method.

This place full of wonderful memories, to Sisley, is like a candy store that any child can't resist—and she is such a child.

Once you eat one, you want to eat more.

After tasting this flavor, I can't help but want to try the next one.

Dr. Krishna didn't need to do much at all. If Sisley's will was weak enough, she would want to stay here forever, repeatedly looking at the endless scene of golden shadows, and stay in the candy store forever.

[Do you want to stay? 】

"Do not want to."

Sisley said softly.

Surrounding the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings, she heard her own voice echoing in the empty hall, and repeated, "I don't want to."

Ignoring the gradually forming golden light spot beside the bedroom door, Sisley turned and walked out the door, trying to return to the lawn.

"........."

The first thing she noticed was the change in the weather.

Since she turned and walked away instead of going deeper and deeper, the color of the sky began to darken for no reason, and the sun was sinking westward at a rapid speed, and the warm gold was stained with a dirty rust red.

————— The wind also suddenly became icy cold, as if blocking her way.

"This is my own memory." Sisley felt the wind and said calmly, "I can go wherever I want."

For a quarter of an hour, nothing seemed to have changed; but Sisley's senses at this moment were sharp enough that when the first discordant movement appeared, she was accurately captured by her.

Different from the other golden figures, this one was gradually approaching like a swarm of black lacquered insects. It kept making viscous strange noises, as if something terrible was wrapped in it.

【Are you sure you want to touch it? 】

Sisley looked at this memory fragment, which was obviously different from the painting style of the whole world, and stretched out her hand tremblingly, and put it into the black lacquer.

As the world spun, she only felt that her hands were wrapped in a cool, slippery, slime-like texture.

A strange sound immediately appeared beside Sisley's ears, causing her to open her eyes at once.

"........."

At the end of the road, a huge and fluffy cat appeared. Its sleek fur was as black as midnight, it had a pair of cold, evil green eyes, and it held a basket in its mouth. Walking on the boulevard.

Strangely, everything around was so silent, Sisley could even see a yellow elm leaf stagnate a centimeter before it fell to the ground, as if it had touched invisible glue.

———— The abnormality of this cat was easy to detect, but in the next second, it still gave Sisley a great shock.

"I should really kill you and let you find your short-lived and useless mother."

Under her gaze, the black cat suddenly began to speak. The strange thing was that its mouth didn't move, and the sound seemed to come from the black cat's stomach.

"She is so stupid that she can even have you with an ordinary person... I don't need to kill her, she is already dead! Die like a drunken luxury car with meatloaf! What's the 'big lady', and yours The stupid and profligate biological father is a perfect match...he was lying in a woman's arms when I went, and I only had to look at him to know what he was."

Speaking of this, the black cat sneered, and his voice gradually lowered, "...but you have the blood of the master's compatriots on your body... for thousands of years, the most recent and purest blood that I have smelled .”

For a few seconds, Sisley didn't understand who the black cat was talking to, until she lowered her head and looked down from the perspective of a bystander.

——————In the wooden basket held by the black cat, lay an ocher-yellow envelope and a baby with ice-blue eyes.

Sisley: ………

Sisley:? ? ? ! ! !

In the wooden basket, the baby "giggled" for some unknown reason, and reached out to grab the black cat's slender tail wagging behind him.

"........."

The black cat gazed at the sweetly grinning baby in the cradle with a mixture of hate and love.

The tip of its tail paused in the air for a moment—then it was grabbed by the baby's white and tender hands, stuck to its cheeks, and began to stroke lightly awkwardly.

"I know you will never be as good as my master." It said coldly, "But I can see a little bit of blood... I hope you are not as stupid as your parents."

As the giant cat's head approached the baby in the basket, the black cat hissed and threatened, "Or I'll kill you, like I tore up your gambling uncle."

Sisley, who was watching, was shocked by its viciousness and her heart stopped for a moment, but the baby in the basket was still blinking unconsciously.

The black cat came all the way to Wayne Mansion with a basket in its mouth, jumped up and rang the doorbell, put down her basket, and paused.

Its hard green eyes were turned away, and a strange, sentimental look came over its fluffy face.

"...pass on the Fountain of Immortality in you, cub."

Black Cat whispered.