Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 351 Rewriting History
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The True Creator found the part of the fallen king from God's memory, and then cut Him out of the memory, just like digging out a complete character from a storybook.

God's attention is not on Him at the moment, so the True Creator can try to call upon the power of the Chaos Sea to the best of his ability.

The Outer God that was dug out from the memory did not move. After a long time, His body began to twist and waver. The huge form of the mythical creature began to shrink towards the center, and finally turned into the character image of Edward Vaughn, who was most familiar to the real creator.

"..."

The Outer God took off his glasses, pressed his eyebrows with a distorted expression, and his tone seemed to carry a hint of hatred:
"Can you please stop changing your mind so easily? I have never met a business partner as troublesome as you in the past 100,000 years. You said you wanted to work hard to become God's dominant personality, and I came with you to help you. You said you wanted to have a spiritual battle with God, and I helped you delay the time several times - you know that you have been broken up once, and you almost gave up in the dream because of your perseverance. What are you going to do now?"

The True Creator says:

"Indeed, through many trials and errors with your help, I now have new ideas."

Edward put his glasses back on, unsurprised: "What?"

"Through the battle with God's spirit, I realized that it was impossible for me to defeat Him. Even if I could achieve a temporary victory, this dream also told me that my humanity and love were only temporary, while instinct and time were forever. Once I became Him, I would never be able to defeat Him again."

"However, the dream gave me inspiration. In previous dreams, my perspective also changed under the influence of God."

The True Creator pointed to his temple and said, "I think I am God who fell to Earth and experienced all this. Many of the memories in the dream were beautified and repaired by myself. The overall story is good, but some details cannot stand up to scrutiny. For example, the core plot of 'God successfully recovered his authority and was then dispersed by several angel kings' does not make sense, but the overall logic is reasonable."

"Oh, so, what I mean is."

The True Creator considered it for a moment, and said in a calm tone as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water:
"Then let's follow this dream."

"That is to say, there has been no real creator from the beginning. I am God. Well, after a nearly fatal battle with Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, I took the power of the 'Hanged Man' and the 'Sun' and fell asleep in this ruins called Chernobyl. But the 'false' uniqueness that Tianzun gave me made me think that I was a human being... Then I woke up and gradually took back the authority..."

"Etc., etc."

"No, let me finish first. We can discuss any suggestions you think we can make later."

After being stopped, Edward had no choice but to shut up. Although He had a million things to say, He could only look at the other person with an expression that was even more difficult to describe. The True Creator had no reaction to such an expression. He looked as if it didn't matter anymore. He was thinking about how to preserve himself as much as possible before accommodating the Chaos Sea, but in the blink of an eye, he abandoned his own existence. He continued to slowly tell his shocking plan:
"...That's it. I killed the ancient gods because they hindered my herding. I cultivated humans not because I love them, but because humans are the most worthy species to be herded in this world. The others all have more or less shortcomings. For example, the elves are irritable and stupid, the vampires are dark and suspicious, and the aliens have very few rational ones, and they blindly believe in the gods of their own races... And the giants and dragons only have their kings and royal cities in their hearts. Only humans are the most worthy and suitable to be saved as sheep..."

As the True Creator described, the starry sky quickly drew closer, and a blue planet appeared right below them.

The real creator stretched out his hand and made a motion, and a meteor-like light appeared out of thin air.

He pointed at a spot on the sky of the Earth, and a huge golden ball of light burning with flames suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. The starry sky trembled, and the eye-like stars moved away and disappeared. The huge blood-red full moon also had to fall to the west to temporarily avoid the edge.

The sun rises in the east.

"Wake up, and begin your own self-fulfillment and salvation," He said.

The sun awakened from a corner of the planet, and countless creatures instinctively bowed in the direction of this light in panic. The sky and the ocean were gradually dyed with golden light.

Then, a faceless figure of light and shadow appeared in the eastern continent. He moved forward and the sun followed behind him.

This was not the researcher who had just left Chernobyl, but a completely unfamiliar black-haired man with shining eyes.

The True Creator stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then said slowly:
"Well, this is an objective choice, because God is not partial. Humans are chosen by me because they have strong reproductive capacity, are omnivorous, can find food and reproduce on their own, and are easy to feed. Moreover, humans do not have their own gods, so I just need to save them seriously, just like every time in the past. It's very simple."

In the dream, He had lived as God for nearly a hundred years and could easily understand God's thinking.

Then, He swept His fingers across the earth, and countless creatures prostrated themselves on the ground.

The ragged ancestors of mankind knelt at His feet, worshipping the gods of mankind with tears in their eyes. The Creator brought out giants of fire from the raging lava and wildfires. The angel of war walked to the stage in black armor, shot down the dragon in the sky, and burned the roaring sea and the creatures in the sea dry. The circular river led the monsters with extraordinary inspiration to the Lord, and the silver-white giant snake surrounded the throne of the Creator. After a long time, fate finally stood on the side of man.

The explorers who were searching for their way in the darkness with lanterns in hand saw the sun, and a myth unique to mankind began here.

A handsome blond young man preached to others passionately. A lowly half-elf boarded a small boat in pursuit of power and staggered toward the eastern continent that the elves avoided. A dragon with brass eyes also slowly landed on the ground in search of knowledge.

An incomparably grand and magnificent world slowly unfolds in the hands of the true creator.

Those who had fallen to their knees stood up and walked away under the light of the Creator. Countless cities and buildings gradually rose up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and ants built a thriving forest. Epic scenes gradually appeared, and the heroes of mankind slowly walked onto the stage. The ancestors of many angels in the future had already shown their extraordinary qualities in the kingdom of the sun.

The fire of civilization begins to burn.

The True Creator gazed at the world in his hands, which was like a sandbox, and sighed slowly. Even though He had unparalleled courage and ruthlessness when making decisions, at this moment, His eyes still revealed endless reluctance and nostalgia.

"I have to take back what I said before. Now it looks more like you are speaking your last words."

Edward couldn't help but speak when the True Creator paused:

"So your new plan is to let me help write your new life? Let me erase the real creator? The one who has been working with me is God -? Ghost story?"

The True Creator paused for a moment, looked at his hands with a complicated gaze, and whispered:

"How do you know I'm not God?"

"I don't remember my name, but I remember the details of my life. I remember where I was born, where I grew up, where I went to college, and later I was admitted to that graduate school because of my grades and major. But I don't remember my name - or rather, I am now doubting whether the name I know really belongs to me, and to whom did each stage of my life originally belong."

Maybe I am God, but I just forgot. Anyway, I have omniscience, so what if I forgot?
All right. The Outer God said, "Then isn't it a bit too... for you to conspire with me loudly in the Sea of ​​Chaos?"

"unimportant."

The True Creator obviously knew the current state of the Chaos Sea better than anyone else. He shook his head and said, "If God merges with me, he will also gain my memories and my life, and He will not think that it is me. I cannot defeat Him. It is simply impossible. After losing, my memories and all my emotions will be separated and classified. God is omniscient, so he does not need to use the memories of his resurrected hands to understand the current situation."

“Rather than having my memory erased later, it is better to modify it now and become a part of God.”

"He doesn't mind this level of tricks." The True Creator shrugged, "Isn't it possible that you can understand what I'm telling you?"

"If it was a resurrected person who wanted to become yourself, you old ones might not be happy about it. But if it was a little ant trying to put its short life into your memory, you might just let it go and think it was fun."

Oh, that's true.

Edward had to agree with the real Creator's guess in his heart. As for himself, if there was a resurrected successor who was suddenly willing to give up everything to do something and voluntarily gave up everything in exchange for a little attention from him, as long as the other party really had the courage, he would also be interested in taking a closer look.

The world beneath their feet stopped at the end of the Third Age, and the whole world pressed the pause button in an instant.

The development of civilization stopped at the moment of decline, which made the Outer Gods itchy.

"...Anyway, there is only one problem to be solved now, which is why a group of angel kings can kill an incomplete God, and why God keeps himself incomplete until his death." The True Creator talked a lot, and then seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at Edward, "Do you have any idea about fixing this bug?"

Edward shook his head honestly. "I have no idea. I can't figure out why you would look for three angel kings from adjacent paths to kill you. This behavior is too new for us. The only thing I can reveal is that the High-Dimensional Overlooker laughed the loudest at that time."

I don’t want to know about this kind of thing at all, the True Creator thought.

"Because there were no others." The True Creator said, "I asked Dark Night and Sasriel to invite all the gods who could come, and only then did I succeed. I really couldn't win without the three of them... My question is why this happened."

"Then I don't know why God would suddenly commit suicide when he has nothing better to do."

The Outer God spread his hands and suddenly came up with a trick:
"How about this, you can just say that you were contaminated by human nature, and the false uniqueness that Tianzun gave you made you believe in the illusion that you were human for a long time, and then in order to get rid of human nature, you committed suicide."

This half of the ancient sun god's humanity fell silent.

"Your reason is quite original." The True Creator felt speechless. "Then why am I the one standing here in the end?"

"Because the divine aspect was captured by the Outer Gods."

Edward tried his best to add rationality to this story. After all, maybe it would be him who would add details and patch up this masterpiece of God, "Leaving the Eastern Continent":
"After your death, your divine Adam finally found inner peace and was ready to take back the authority and make God great again. However, the part of you that was too deeply polluted by human nature still stubbornly lived with humans and even cooperated with the outer gods in order to defeat Adam."

There was an eerie silence between the two gods.

"How is it? I think it fits your villain image quite well."

"I think it's okay."

"But please embellish your memory. First of all, I arrested Adam because Adam harassed me first."

"Row."

So be it. The True Creator snapped his fingers, and the world beneath his feet began to function again.

In the sandbox world, the God who has lived with humans for a long time gradually understands human thinking, emotions and love, and because of the manipulation of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, he becomes more and more involved, and loses the ability to treat all creatures equally, and almost stubbornly prefers humans.

This violated God's code of conduct, and His rational, divine instinctive part began to try to change.

Preference can exist, but God’s preference is only for the purpose of better managing sheep or expanding pastures, not for turning himself into a sheep.

This act is a blasphemy against the existence of God. So the incarnation of divinity, the vice-lord of heaven, the "Dark Angel" Sasriel, began to conspire with other gods, hoping to use death to get rid of this love for people that is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and return to the most perfect and transcendent identity and perspective. It happened that at that time, all gods except God were evil gods, and everyone was always happy to get some benefits from this matter. The goddess of night joined the conspiracy, and then the god of the dead, the goddess of harvest, the god of war, and the god of spiritual objects joined one after another. The two angels were also deceived and deceived by the dark angel, thinking that this was salvation.

All is done in secret—and of course, this cannot escape God’s omniscience unless some part of God acquiesces in the action.

The action of redeeming himself began. The God, who was polluted by human nature, destroyed the civilization he had built with his own hands in pain. He also fell into madness because of this pain. His love for mankind was finally defeated by the indifference and ruthlessness of divinity. After the suicide ceremony ended, God reappeared in two identities. The divinity awakened in the body of the utopian angel Adam, while the humanity went crazy and sank for thousands of years before barely regaining consciousness.

Cataclysm.

Afterwards, the East Continent became a hell on earth, with everything buried in secrets and shadows.

Only the North Continent and the South Continent, which were protected by the new gods, had a hard time developing after the disaster. The gods had taken off their cloak of mercy because of this act, and people no longer believed in their kindness. Instead, they began to try to blaspheme the gods and take power into their own hands.

The magnificent and bloody Fourth Era began.

The script was also completed at this moment.

"That's it?" Edward held a pen in his hand, occasionally writing in the air, patching up the rapidly changing world beneath his feet, and fixing some logical errors in the story. "I think there's nothing wrong with it."

The True Creator nodded. Everything was done. He seemed a little absent-minded now.

The world beneath his feet changed once again. The troubled people retreated all the way from the Fifth Epoch. The light returned to the Eastern Continent. Ancient gods emerged one after another. The blood moon hung high in the sky. Time quickly retreated, and these huge creatures gradually disappeared.

After a blur of snowflakes, many buildings with distinctive styles appeared. Many men and women with Slavic features were walking in the streets. In the distance, there was a huge square in front of the colorful palace. Due to the cold weather, there were no pigeons waiting to be fed.

More and more people appeared in the city, and the capital of the northern country gradually became lively, like a picture in an old photo. Snow fell down, and soon the roofs were stained with a thin layer of white. People's breath was covered with white mist. People on bicycles shuttled on the road and square. Some people insisted on buying ice cream in such weather. There were even men arm in arm drinking strong liquor and singing. Children in cotton clothes were not afraid of the cold. They laughed and played snowball fights, their faces red from the cold.

The True Creator watched all this quietly, without trying to participate or speaking.

"It's so far away," He said, "I can hardly remember the patterns and colors of that palace."

My world has been destroyed long ago. Even if I destroy the extraordinary world now, the same civilization will never be born again. All I want to protect are humans. This is my selfishness and arrogance.

The true creator reluctantly turned his gaze away from the phantom of his homeland, exhaled a breath of white steam, and walked into the depths of the starry sky.

The spirit of God is still here, and only a small part of it has noticed the movements of the outside world. The true creator can still feel that a spirit that is countless times older and more powerful than himself is right in front of him, just above the light at the end of the starry sky.

That is the real sun.

Edward turned his gaze away from the old city beneath his feet. He looked at the receding figure of the true creator, waiting for something.

——Sure enough, the other party stopped.

"...I don't know how long the fusion will take, but you can leave at any time. During this time, I know that even if I tell you not to do anything to Klein, you will try your best to do something." The True Creator turned his head, "But I have something to ask you to do to him. At least this time, you are not allowed to do anything. The subsequent developments may be worth your attention."

"What?" the Outer God asked casually.

"Tell Klein."

After saying this, the True Creator closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Come to me."

"… to stop me."

The Outer God turned to look at Him, and watched His back blend into the deep black of the starry sky and disappear.

It's like it never existed.

TBC
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(Sharpening the Knife)

I have fought the final battle and finished my journey.

(End of this chapter)