Chapter 3826

First, imagine a book in your mind.

This book covers what is happening, what has happened, and what will happen eventually.

It seems to be everything in the world.

The book has a thick and smooth cover, but the leather comes from some kind of animal that never existed, just like the paper in which words are written, from some kind of plant that never appeared.

The only pair of eyes that read this book actually came from a blind man. Those eyes only have endless night.

He is "fate". Fate is always blind.

It is connected with him in an invisible chain, perhaps to protect it from being lost, or to prevent him from escaping from the book, or to show that fate and the story are one

But he can't speak clearly and can't talk to others at the same time.

However, the book of destiny has its limitations. It only contains stories that are already there, but it can't record those poems that don't exist, so that it's difficult to find the sleeping devil now that he is missing.

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

Such things have not happened before, but he also knows that as long as he appears in the story, things tend to become complicated.

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

"I am the fate of the endless family. Here, I call you, my sister, although I don't know why I did it."

The oil painting on the wall began to move. The beautiful woman was already smiling. At this time, her eyes turned to her brother, making the smile more vivid.

The next second, wearing a long black dress and a small black parasol, the "death" stepped out of the oil painting. The Anka cross on her neck shook gently with the pace. She smiled:

"You can turn a few more pages to 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 shining blind eyes showed in the shadow. He solemnly refused his sister's speech:

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

"Ah, there's no need to explain. I know. I'm just kidding." When the lady is alive, they clap their beautiful hats on the withered brims.

"Why?"

What is fate asking? Is it my sister who joked or asked herself why she called her.

But death answered another thing. She looked a little sad, and her thin eyebrows looked weak:

"Not long ago, God's body fell so far away from a hundred stars in my house. His reincarnated meat ball was almost burned and completely wiped out. I can only take away his ashes. Don't you really see it in the book?"

"No, it 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 have emotional fluctuations: "but isn't the body of God dead long ago? At the same time as Dr. Manhattan's death?"

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

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

At this time, fate had understood, and he slowly closed the book in his hand: "my sister, so you contacted human beings and wanted to use them to resist the arrangement of fate, and then Lucifer to resist me?"

"Yes, that's what I think, because I always think about the memories of the past and the vision of the future in people's minds when they die..."

The gentle death still smiled, and her little snow-white face was very beautiful. She held her parasol in her arms:

"Maybe they will be remembered in their afterlife, which may be transformed into reality and story. This is the meaning of life cycle, and so is yours, my brother."

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

"We'll see you soon, brother. Don't be sad, because at the end of time, even death will die." She said that she would die, but death still smiled. She slightly lifted her skirt to salute, and then walked back to the oil painting on the wall and returned to her own country of the dead.

In the empty maze, only fate was left. He held the heavy books and stood in place, as if thinking about something, but as if distracted.

But at this time, two rays that could turn right angles in mid air hit him, sending out the energy of black light, passing him through his chest and knocking him to the ground in an instant.

A tall gray 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 is like a black hole absorbing the light nearby. The only thing that can be seen is the black 'Ω' sign on his chest.

This sign is purer than the darkness in the maze of fate. It seems to glow against the background of the environment.

The visitor came to fate and stood still, looked down as if looking at the endless family members who were high in the past, and announced calmly:

"Some people say that fate cannot be strangled, but I don't believe it, because I'm alpha and I'm Omega."

Then he raised his foot and stepped on it.

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

When death wants to turn the situation around, he must stick to his position, that is to comply with fate, but this But not his own arrangement.

The big feet with black energy fall, and the fate floats like smoke. As the embodiment of the concept, he is not a life in the conventional sense, but the uninvited guest obviously has the ability to kill him.

Seeing the fate drifting away like clouds and smoke, the comer sighed faintly and stayed for a while before bending down to pick up the book of destiny that fell on the ground.

Grasping the invisible chain between the book and fate is like holding its throat. The book shakes and struggles for a few times, and then it doesn't move.

Since everyone has the ability to tamper with the future, it is not necessary for everyone to have the ability to tamper with the future.

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

The tall man picked up the book, reached out and touched the very smooth cover, and then opened it with his fingers like small pillars.

The content soon made him laugh because he also saw his own destiny in the book.

Different from the complex and mottled content in the previous book, which is like the twinkling of stars in the endless universe, this book only writes the same sentence from beginning to end, which is densely written on every piece of paper.

That is - dakside is always there!

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