The Death Knell

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Start by imagining a book in your mind.

This book covers everything that is happening, everything that has happened, and everything that will happen.

It seems to be everything in the world, all-encompassing.

The book has a thick, smooth cover, but the leather comes from some kind of beast that never existed, like the paper on which the words are written, from some kind of plant that never existed.

The only pair of eyes that read this book actually came from a blind man, and there was only endless darkness in those eyes.

He is 'fate', and fate is always blind.

It was attached to him by an invisible chain, perhaps to protect it from being lost, or to prevent him from escaping from the book, or to signal that fate and story are one...

But he couldn't speak clearly, and he couldn't speak to others.

However, "Book of Fate" also has limitations. It only contains stories of 'already', but cannot record those poems that did not exist, so that it is difficult to find Sandman now that he has disappeared.

But today, when fate flipped the next page of the story, I inexplicably saw myself appearing in the book.

It's not that this kind of thing hasn't happened before, but he also knows that as long as he appears in the story, things often get complicated.

He is doing what he is doing now - holding a heavy book of destiny, standing in his home called "Fate Labyrinth", calling another family member to the oil painting on the wall.

"I am the fate of the endless family, and here I am calling you, my sister, although I don't know why I do it."

The oil painting on the wall came alive, and the beautiful woman in it was smiling, but now her eyes turned to her brother, making the smile even more vivid.

The next second, 'Death' in a black long dress and a small black parasol stepped out of the painting, the Anka cross on her neck swayed gently with her steps, she laughed:

"You can turn over a few more pages and see what will happen in the future, don't you know why?"

Fate's face was as pale as a dead man, his brown hooded cloak covered the upper half of his face, and only his star-like blindness was revealed in the shadows. He solemnly refused to speak to his sister:

"You know, I can't do that..."

"Ah, no need to explain, I know, I'm just joking." Death put away his little umbrella and patted the lady's top hat on his head, whose brim was dotted with dry white flowers, as if they were alive just as beautiful.

"why?"

What is fate asking? Is it why my sister is joking, or why she asks herself why she is calling her.

But Death answered something else, she showed a bit of sadness, and her thin eyebrows seemed weak:

"Not long ago, God's body fell as far as a hundred stars from my house, his reincarnated flesh ball was almost burnt to pieces, completely obliterated, I can only take his ashes, you Did you really not see this in the book?"

"No, this matter didn't appear in the book until you said it." Fate has seen too many joys and sorrows and miracles. Anyone who appears in the story or leaves the story will not make him emotionally fluctuated. : "However, didn't the body of God die long ago? Around the same time as Dr. Manhattan's death?"

Death suddenly turned around in a circle, and her skirt seemed to turn into a black flower blooming, but when she stopped spinning, the flower also withered.

She answered her brother with a smile and put her hand on his shoulder: "So, I guess that's why you called me, because fate always has a plan."

At this time, fate already understood, and he slowly closed the book in his hand: "My sister, so you contacted human beings and wanted to use them to fight against fate's arrangement, and then use Lucifer to fight me?"

"Yeah, that's what I think, because I'm always thinking about those memories of the past that people have in their minds when they die, and their vision of the future..."

The gentle death still smiled, her snow-white face was extremely beautiful, and she held the parasol in her arms:

"Maybe in their afterlife it will be remembered and thus possibly transformed into reality and story, that's what the cycle of life is about, and so is yours, my brother."

After hearing this sentence, his fate was relieved. He nodded slightly in agreement. As a family member, he supported the decision of death, but as fate, he could only be silent.

"We will see you soon, brother, don't be sad, because at the end of time, even death will die." Said that she would also die, but death still smiled, she slightly raised her skirt and saluted, Then he walked back to the oil painting on the wall and returned to his own kingdom of the dead.

In the empty labyrinth, only Destiny himself was left. Holding the heavy book, he stood there, as if he was thinking about something, but he seemed to be distracted.

But at this moment, two rays that could turn a right angle in mid-air hit him, and the energy of black light pierced through his chest, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

A tall gray-white figure walked out of the darkness at the end of the corridor, and walked towards the fallen fate with his hands on his back. This strong creature was like a black hole absorbing the nearby light. The only thing he could see clearly was the black 'Ω on his chest. ' sign.

This sign is purer than the darkness in the labyrinth of fate, and against the backdrop of the environment, it appears to be glowing instead.

The person came to stand beside Destiny, lowered his head and seemed to look at the members of the endless family who were high in the past, and announced indifferently:

"Some people say that fate cannot be killed, but I don't believe it, because I am Alpha and I am Omega."

Then, he raised his foot and stepped on it violently.

Even a second before his head burst, his fate was still expressionless and calm, because through his communication with death, he had already accepted his own destiny.

When death wanted to turn the tide, he had to stick to his own position, which was to follow fate, but it was... not his own arrangement.

The big foot with black energy fell, and the fate was like smoke and dust. As the embodiment of the concept, he was not a life in the conventional sense, but the uninvited guest obviously had the ability to kill him.

Seeing fate drifting away like a cloud of smoke, the visitor instead sighed lightly, and after a while, he bent down and picked up the Book of Fate that fell on the ground. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Grabbing the invisible chain between the original and fate of the book was like strangling its throat. The book swayed and struggled a few times, and then stopped moving.

Not everyone can hold back from peeping into the future when they are in control of their destiny, and not everyone can hold back from tampering with everything. For ambitious people, since they have the ability, they must change.

If you want to change, you need to know first, then you have to look at what is written in the book.

The tall and strong man picked up the book, reached out to touch the very smooth cover, and opened it with small pillar-like fingers.

The content of it soon made him laugh out loud, because he also saw his own destiny in the book.

Different from the complex and mottled content in the previous book, like the stars twinkling in the endless universe, at this time, this book is only written with the same sentence from beginning to end, and every sheet of paper is densely written.

That is - Darkside is always here!