I'm a god in the infinite game

Tears melted on Scheta's face in the water pattern wall, spread out layer by layer, and turned into a mirror? A bright wall like a mirror, in which spades reflected Tavel who was also shedding a drop of tear.

This mirrored water pattern wall is separated between Spades and Tavel, just like the piece of glass on the stage before, the two actors look at each other through the glass? In the hydrological wall of the mirror, the spades cannot see Tavel behind the mirror, but Tavel can see the spades behind the mirror.

On the other side of the mirrored water pattern wall, White Six stands on the left side of Spades, and on the side refracted by the mirror, White Six stands on the right side of Tavier. On the mirror side, White Six speaks with a smile:

"Seeing tears in your own container, what kind of emotion is it, Tavel?"

Bai Liu chuckled and whispered in Tavel's ear: "Haven't you already accepted all this, why are your tears falling now?"

"What are you suffering, my child??"

"You are in pain, so will your container? Meet Bai Liu."

A wall of water patterns suddenly expanded on the left hand side of Tavel, and inside it was a picture of Bai Liu suddenly reaching out to grab the hand of Spade who had just stepped into the game pool. Looking over at him, whispered his name: "Bai Liu"

Bai Liu whispered: "Read together."

On the right side of Tavel, there is another water pattern wall, which shows the picture of two people reading the mechanical manual together in the edge of the dense forest.

"Embrace and sleep."

In the water-patterned wall, Spade uses both hands and feet to hug the struggling Bai Liu, and hides under the bed, their breaths intertwined intimately.

"kiss."

Another wall of water patterns appeared, and Spade looked down at Bai Liu, whose eyes were closed tightly, and slowly bent down.

Tavel's fingers curled up and clenched the handle of the chair? He breathed faster and closed his eyes.

"I don't want to watch it." He turned his head and refused.

"Why don't you want to watch my child?" Bai Liu bent down, and he looked at the picture of two people kissing on the water pattern wall in front of Tavel with interest from behind Tavel's shoulder, "Are you jealous?" ?”

"—I'm jealous that you are a container of human beings, and you will soon have the white willow you dream of. I'm jealous that this container is just like you at the beginning. Because you were loved by the white willow, you changed from a lonely and cold creation to a A monster with a soul."

"Envious of the club of spades? See, hug, and kiss that happy white willow that you sacrificed your soul to wish for."

"Yes." Tavel was silent for a long time before slowly opening his eyes, looking at the picture in the water pattern wall, and admitting lightly, "I'm jealous of him and my container."

"I was suffering from jealousy and not being able to have it."

Countless transparent silk threads fluttered down from the depths of the stars in the universe to Tavel's body like falling snow, covering him in a cocoon called [Pain]. He couldn't even see his face, he could only hear it. His voice pierced through these silk threads and came out lightly and peacefully.

"But I know? It's not his fault. He didn't choose his? Why? It's all just a game for you."

"The relationship between me, the white willow, and the spade is that of the god, the sacrifice, and the attendant."

"Among the three of us, one must be a god, one is a sacrifice suffering from the god, and the other is an attendant who guards the sacrifice."

The thread on Tavel's body fell more and more, and his voice became more and more subtle:

"No matter who becomes a god, who is a sacrifice, who is an attendant, everyone is in pain."

"So in order to prevent Bai Liu from becoming a god, you chose the most painful way to make a wish when you made a wish." Bai Liu raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "Did you deliberately let Spades be born? "

Tavel was silent for a long time before answering: "Yes."

He looked through the densely wrapped silk threads, and looked at the white willow indifferently pushing away the spades in the water pattern wall screen. Mottled light and shadow dangled in his pupils, and his tone was very soft:

"I can't think of a second way to make Bai Liu happy and make me miserable at the same time."

"It's really a great sacrifice." Bai Liuyu smiled, "The plan you and Lu Yizhan cooperated was perfect. According to your plan, next you will become my successor, become the evil god, guard the door, Don't let the heretics on the other side of the door come over, so that the operation of the world line will return to normal."

"Bai Liuhui was sealed away by Lu Yizhan, grew up normally under his care, and became a mediocre ordinary person in this secular world, and then met the container from which you were stripped, that is, the spade, unfolded A light comedy love story."

"Lu Yizhan won the game, others won world peace, and Bai Liu won relatives, friends, and lovers."

"Only you, my poor child?" Bai Liu put his hand on Tavel's silk-covered shoulder, and patted it with pity, "You lost the few things you owned, and you are watching by the door. This world where everyone is happy becomes a lonely and miserable soul."

"This is actually the best ending you can imagine."

"But what you didn't expect." Bai Liu put his hand in front of the water pattern wall facing Tavel, snapped his fingers, and he smiled, "There is someone who didn't do what you and Lu Yizhan expected Go down the track."

The picture being played on the water-patterned wall paused, and then began to be reversed rapidly. All the pictures were mixed into fragments, and finally stopped at the picture of 14-year-old Xiao Bailiu lying by the pond with distracted eyes.

At that time, Lu Yizhan had just used the ? skill to forcibly erase all of Xiao Bailiu's memories about Xieta.

Lu Yizhan asked Bai Liu if he would change his name and escape from here, but Xiao Bai Liu, who obviously should not remember anything, turned his head to look at the pond, and said hoarsely:

"I don't accept changing too many names."

Lu Yizhan asked why.

Bai Liu said with dazed eyes, "...I don't know? I always feel that maybe someone...will? Use? My original name to find me."

"I don't want him to find me."

Tavel's pupils hidden in countless silk threads shrank suddenly.

"Surprised, isn't it?" Bai Liu laughed, "I'm also surprised, Bai Liu can still remember you, the memory erasing skill I gave Lu Yizhan is a god-level world line skill on the same level as me, this In other words, even God cannot completely erase Bai Liu's memory about you."

"He doesn't know? Who are you? Doesn't know? Your relationship with him, but instinctively doing things to keep you."

The scene on the water-patterned wall changed to the time when Lu Yizhan took Xiao Bailiu away from the orphanage.

At the moment when they were about to escape from the orphanage, Bai Liu suddenly turned around and ran back: "Wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

"What is it?" Lu Yizhan was anxious to death, "They are about to chase after them!"

Bai Liu didn't pause for a moment: "It's very important."

When Bai Liu ran out panting and carrying something, Lu Yizhan was startled—it was a roll of blood-stained bandages and a story book that was torn apart and glued together again.

The picture in the water-patterned wall turned again, a little longer? Bigger, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, Bai Liu in school uniform stood on the street, staring at a doll who was waving to him next to a shopping mall that opened a big deal.

Then Bai Liu walked up and looked directly into the doll's eyes: "Hello."

The doll was stunned, and then took off her hood, revealing the dazed real person inside: "Hi, hello? What's the matter?"

"I want to ask." Bai Liu asked in a calm tone, "How much does it cost for a month?"

The person in the doll froze, and he scratched his head helplessly: "Look at the clothes, are you still a high school student? There is no holiday now, you should study hard before talking about making money."

"It's very tiring to do this. Look at me. I've been here for half a day and I've only paid 60 yuan. I'm sweating all over my body."

"I'm not afraid of being tired." Bai Liu nodded, thank you, "Sixty a day, right? Thank you."

After he got the answer, he turned around and left, but the man in the doll called out to him with some reluctance: "Hey! Do you have any difficulties? Is there an adult at home who wants to take care of you?"

Bai Liu's back froze, he didn't turn his head, and replied calmly, "I don't know?"

"But I feel like I have to support someone else."

The man behind didn't hear it clearly, only heard the second half of the sentence, and tried to persuade him again: "That doesn't have to be a doll, it's very little money."

"I don't want it, but he wants it." Bai Liu's tone was very cold, "But he probably can't do it well, so I'll do it."

【How much money can you earn playing a doll?Can it feed the two of us? 】

[I don't need it? You can support it, but you can't afford it. Just take care of yourself? That's all. 】

Bai Liu raised the corners of his mouth:

"Bai Liu obviously doesn't remember you, but since you disappeared, he has never stopped looking for your traces in this world line that has been erased from your existence."

"Although Bai Liu has never been found, he has never doubted your existence."

Bai Liu stretched out his hand and caressed the water-patterned wall, the picture in the water-patterned wall changed again, he smiled lowly and said:

"Even if he suspected that he? himself? was mentally ill, he never doubted your existence."

In the water pattern wall appeared a longer and bigger white willow. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was sitting in a poorly equipped community psychological counseling room, looking straight at the psychiatrist opposite. Explain your condition in a calm tone:

"... I always feel that when I was about 14 years old, I seemed to meet someone who was very important to me. He was about this tall and looked good-looking. I can't remember. His eyes were silver-blue , seems to make people crazy, but I have checked many times, but I have never found this person's information."

The psychiatrist on the opposite side flipped through Bai Liu's case and paused:

"Mr. Bailiu like this, some children who were particularly lonely in childhood would imagine a friend by themselves. These friends sometimes have some surreal features, a bit like some kind of fairy tale monster."

"But this kind of fantasy generally doesn't last until adulthood?" Bai Liu asked calmly, "I may indeed be mentally ill, but this person cannot be imagined by me."

"because……"

Bai Liu fell silent suddenly.

The psychiatrist raised his head and asked, "Because of what?"

Bai Liu raised her eyes: "Because I can feel that he is not some friend I imagined, nor is he some monster."

"He was a very important person to me."

Bai Liu smiled and whispered in Tavel's ear, which was covered by silk threads:

"Bai Liu still loves you."

"Love the soul that you abandoned and sacrificed."

A tear slowly fell from Tavel's eyes, and all the water-patterned walls in front of him cracked like smashed mirrors, and countless silk threads on his body flew up and separated from his body, like a grand ceremony. Luoxue's playback.

"Don't." Tavel said softly with tears, he reached out to hold the silk threads that left him, "Don't tell me this."

"Don't let me know? He's still in love with me."

Tavel looked at the white willow in the fragments of the water pattern wall, tears fell drop by drop, and his voice was hoarse:

"In this way, I can't continue to suffer, and it will be his turn to suffer."