The brilliant light will shine on his face and soothe his long-closed heart.

But at this moment, the healing light vanished silently, disappearing into nothingness.

Even the stars can bring misfortune, wandering silently on the moon.

The clown sang in his heart:

"A song will caress your forehead, like a blessing kiss."

"A flower will embrace your heart, just like the evening breeze of yesterday."

"When you are alone, it sits beside you and whispers in your ear."

"When you're surrounded by people, it protects you from the noise."

"My song will become the wings of your dreams, carrying your heart to the unknown edge."

"When darkness obscures your path, it becomes a faithful star shining above you."

Hate the clown, seek answers to nothingness.

Chapter 63 I Forget, I Remember

In life, we encounter many things that we consider invaluable at the time, cherishing them as treasures for a period of time, pouring all our heart and soul into them, and investing all our emotions in them.

The true value of some things is only revealed when they are gone forever.

Today, Otto Apocalypse, dragging a soulless body, like a white-haired old man, stoops and struggles to walk home to greet the sunlight.

The magnificent and brilliant sunshine, oh how wonderful it is, so much so that people feel their hearts flutter and feel the beauty of the world when they see or hear it.

But for Otto, the dawn's first rays of sunlight were neither warm nor bright.

They do not represent hope, much less light.

She truly represents beauty, but she is buried upstream in time, and no one can reach the other side.

No one can go against the current, just as time keeps moving forward, and predetermined tragedies cannot be reversed, nor can predetermined deaths be saved.

The sunlight was blinding, like the Spear of Longinus piercing Otto's soul, making it impossible for him to move an inch.

People around made way for them, praising the weather: "What a good day! What a good day!"

cocoa

I don't know, I don't feel it.

Inside, there was only numbness, a pile of wooden dolls, tethered by the threads of fate, wandering aimlessly.

There is no sun in the world of dolls.

His trembling body made its way to the deepest part of the laboratory, where he had promised both of them that he would eradicate the Black Death.

For so many years, Otto devoted himself to the project, even at the cost of morality and ethics, and repeatedly reshaped his values ​​in order to ensure the successful completion of the experiment.

He doesn't care about the means or methods used as long as he achieves his goal.

He just wanted to see her smile happily.

Sweet dimples, radiant smile

What he sought throughout his life was the most precious thing to Otto Apocalypse, an ordinary man.

The laboratory was empty except for a black box and Otto, who sat listlessly on the floor.

The black box material was deciphered, and similar materials were found in reality, which proved to be remarkably effective in treating the Black Death.

Time ticked by, and Otto believed that his future would be as eternally dark as it was now.

Demonic murmurs emanated from the black box. When Otto regained consciousness, he was no longer in his body, but met the Herrscher of Corruption in a manner similar to that of a soul.

"You, the Herrscher of Corruption? You can break the seal? Ha!" Otto chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes lowered. "That's none of my business. She's dead."

"Human, how about we make a deal?" The Corruptor transformed into human form, her pink hair particularly striking.

She couldn't actually break through Su Xin's seal, but as long as she had enough negative emotions, she could briefly enter the other person's consciousness to peek into all of their memories.

To her astonishment, a man named Otto had actually become the master of the Key to Civilization Revelation - Void Treasury.

Without subconscious dialogue, the vast emptiness cannot hear.

The Herrscher of Corruption sees interesting things in his long memories, and all the relevant fragments of memory are treasured deep in the man's heart, as they are of particular importance.

A man blinded by despair, he naively believed that the so-called "sacrifice to obtain the immortals' forgiveness and allow Karen and the others to live" was the way to go.

He even believed that Karen's recklessness contributed to her death.

Those who manipulate people's hearts will inevitably be manipulated themselves.

Not so bad. It's an opportunity. She must seize the moment when a man with unparalleled advantages is down and out, and give him a sweet lie.

A drowning person won't give a straw.

"Otto Apocalypse, if regaining my freedom would destroy millions, but I promise you and that woman named Karen will live on, and you will live in peace. Will you release me?"

The Herrscher of Corruption made her first condition. Of course, she knew the other party would definitely not agree, and a firm refusal was the expected outcome. But that didn't matter; she had her reasons for submitting to Otto.

To the Herrscher of Corruption's surprise, Otto did not immediately deny it.

"What can you give me? I have so much more than that."

"Heh, heh heh," the Herrscher of Corruption revealed a meaningful smile. The man's desire for the transaction was far more fervent than she had imagined.

What made him so fascinated by "that monster who was as strong as the end of the world"?

“Alright, let’s get straight to the point. I know what you want. You want the holy will within Kallen Kaslana to come alive. You want to live happily with them, even if it means giving up all power, all wealth, and all status.”

"You don't need to trick me into telling you anything. I can see all the memories in your mind. You can't hide it from me."

"No, we can help each other achieve our goals. I know you don't care about the lives of others, even if half the world is destroyed, it won't concern you. As for me, I need freedom, I need revenge!"

"You should have seen my information in the archives of the previous civilization. As the Herrscher of Corruption, I have the ability to bring back my true self to the world, regardless of the will of the Stigmata or the wandering souls in the wilderness."

"I'll also show some sincerity. This process will not be easy and will require a certain price, but it's insignificant compared to freedom. With your abilities, although you can't break the seal in a short time, you'll find a solution sooner or later."

"The will of the Stigmata has not been completely extinguished, because the host Kallen did not die, so her soul must be inside her body."

"I need you to help me break the seal. Once I'm free, I'll revive Golden-Eyed Kallen for you. Is that a good deal?"

The Herrscher of Corruption explained most of the transaction details one by one, and then she remained silent and waited, as such transactions require a long period of thought.

The Herrscher of Corruption thought to herself, she was patient enough to wait.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Huh?" The Herrscher of Corruption didn't even react yet," the word was barely finished before Otto gave a definite answer.

really interesting.

The Herrscher of Corruption's mouth is practically crooked to the sky. Will she come out and fulfill her promise or not?

resurrection?

joke!

First of all, putting aside whether she's dead or not, a dead Herrscher of Corruption can't be resurrected. Why would she be resurrected? So he could pin her to the ground and beat her up?

He didn't die. As long as he is limited by what is called "physical body, he cannot defeat the complete body."

Currently, the combat power level of this era is low, and we are confident enough to cause chaos and upheaval.

Ahem, the Herrscher of Corruption calmed down; she had to ensure the plan went perfectly.

"Okay, I'll add something. You'd better not tell Void Treasury about our conversation just now. If next time we meet, I need to check your memories and find that you told Void Treasury our secrets, hehe, the deal is off!"

“I understand, and I hope you will believe, keep, and uphold your promise.” Otto said calmly, but there was one thing he didn’t tell the Herrscher of Corruption.

But not necessary.

Anger veils reason, the door to truth is closed, and clumsy lies become impeccable.

Otto knew that his conversation with Erosion had been hasty, but he couldn't stay calm. Even if the other party might breach the contract, he had to try.

You'll never see it if you don't try.

After leaving, Otto slowly stood up, looked at the black box in front of him, and fell into a long silence.

"Void and myriad treasures, mimicry: Feathers crossing the dust."

Void Treasury: Why are you mimicking Feather Crossing Dust for no reason? Oh, I see, you should forget it, right? Just like the Forgetfulness Potion in the Legend of the Divine Land, drinking it is no longer difficult, clever.

Void Treasury thought Otto had figured it out: since the sun was gone, he should focus all his emotions on the moon.

Otto snorted coldly, picked up a knife from the side, and slashed his arm, leaving bloody marks. Horrifying flesh was cut out and fell to the ground, making people feel disgusted.

Even Otto groaned in pain, biting his lip, his face deathly pale.

Void Treasury: Holy crap! What the hell are you doing?! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you, I'll give you a mimicry!

Otto's strange behavior scared the Void Archives so much they wet themselves. He's been acting so strangely today!

Otto didn't want to die; he couldn't die. He had to fight with all his might to live, to survive in order to find that faint hope.

Even though he has no choice but to rely on the Herrscher of Corruption, it doesn't mean that Otto will hand over all his trust and options.

Otto needs to record the most important information, information that must never be detected by the Herrscher of Corruption.

Feather Dust can make you forget a selected memory, but it cannot make you forget the act of forgetting itself. Using Feather Dust to make someone forget will always leave a trace in their memory.

As Otto activated the Feather Dust, he began writing the most crucial information onto his body.

All it takes is to use Feather of Dust to forget what you are writing and what you are writing the facts, and then use pain to cover up the traces of using Feather of Dust, so that you can perfectly deceive and corrupt the Herrscher.

If it is recorded in other written form, it may never be found again after being forgotten. Otto did not fully believe in the Void Treasury because he forgot that if the Void Treasury did not mention it, it would be impossible to know.

Only on the body will it definitely not happen.

Chapter 64 Snow and Freedom

After that, each time more content is recorded, repeating this behavior is enough. It is unrealistic for the Herrscher of Corruption to interfere, and no traces can be seen on Otto's body.

"Ugh!!!"

Void Treasury: The craziest person you and I have ever met.

The torment is both mental and physical. The forced control of Yu Duchen to delete specific memories, the instant a word is engraved, the constant struggle between forgetting and remembering, is no different from the human contemplation of whether there is a world outside the universe, or whether there is a world outside the world.

But Otto's spiritual struggle was clearly more concrete, accompanied by excruciating pain.

Since he wasn't going to die anyway, he figured he might as well do something.

Moreover, he no longer cared whether his original body was intact. With the Soul Steel body, human birth, aging, sickness and death were irrelevant to him. He was no longer bound by conventional human standards and was therefore no longer a normal person.

Otto gasped for breath, a cryptic smile spreading across his face. Weakly, he uttered, "Herrscher of Corruption, I have not lied."

He has more ways and means, though he will soon forget them under the influence of Feather Dust.

But he left behind a key to unlock long-forgotten memories for the future.

While resurrection is indeed impossible in a short time, it's far simpler to outmaneuver intelligent life forms.

Time flew by, and it was already the Kaslana family's normal dinner time, but Karen was nowhere to be seen at the dinner table.

Francis is currently in a coma. His family members, whose names are known, have all sacrificed themselves in the years-long struggle against the Honkai. The most distinguished living member is Francis's daughter, Kallen Kaslana.

The only good news is that Karen seems to have become more mature and powerful within the family.

For most people, a sign of maturity is a decrease in the number of smiles on their face.

With more concerns and considerations, it's naturally difficult to laugh genuinely from the bottom of one's heart.

"Teacher Arthur, Karen didn't come? I'm starving! Karen is finally back, let's have a meal to welcome her back!"

At the dinner table, a child with bright eyes.

Children's eyes are filled with light, yet they do not know the light of fire; a child's eyes inherently possess light.

"I haven't seen Karen since I got back yesterday. Is she training?"

The adults remained silent, and the children, not understanding, spoke up directly if they had any questions.

After hesitating for a moment, Arthur reluctantly walked towards the door: "I'll go call her, maybe she's too tired and is asleep."

Arthur made up a reason on the spot to convince the unsuspecting children, and then quickly went into Karen's courtyard, but found no trace of Karen.

Are you in the room?

Arthur went to the window and shouted loudly into the room:

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