Another World: My life is on the rise!

It all happened too fast.

When Lin En wanted to reach out and touch the name, it had already turned into smoke and disappeared in front of him without any warning.

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He turned his head and looked at the name that the clown wrote over and over again in tears.

It was like a breeze blowing.

The handwriting was already blurred.

Forgetting began.

It was even faster than what the clown said. All traces of his existence quickly disappeared in this world where he once existed in this short time.

Lin En raised his head in a daze.

At this moment, he didn't even know what to do.

He could only watch everything being quickly taken away from him.

It was like a mortal listening to the countdown of life. That huge feeling of powerlessness swept through your body, and no matter how you struggled and prayed, you could not stop the countdown to the final destination.

Forgetting began.

The clown was still crying, and he still persevered in writing more of that name. He engraved it on his heart and on the barriers of the system space.

Over and over again.

But it disappeared much faster than he thought.

In just a short period of time, all the traces he engraved seemed to have never existed, and quickly turned into dust under his pen.

But he was still chanting its name.

Still fighting against the ending that was coming like death.

His face was ashen, and his heart was torn.

Just like he wanted to remember that name firmly in his heart, he chanted his name over and over again to prevent himself from forgetting it.

"Deep Sea Devourer!"

"Deep Sea Devourer!"

Yes, that's his name. He is a glorious war beast loyal to the King's Knight in the Endless Sea. He used his death to continue his loyalty. This has always been the glorious tradition of their Sea King's Palace. After the ancient organization was absorbed by the mistress, they still maintained their unswerving loyalty to the Grand Lord when they were founded.

They have been tested by time and years.

He is not a beast, nor is he just a mount and war beast controlled by others. Just as he said, from the moment he swore the oath, he, like all the knights, is a glorious member of the Sea King's Palace.

He got rid of the terrible pollution.

And finally died in front of those traitors.

He is great!

He told them that if they could see his master again one day, they must tell his master that he is not a traitor, he...

...

...

Silence spread in this closed space like death.

He stopped talking.

He raised his head in confusion, his mouth still opening and closing as if he wanted to say something.

But what to say?

Under his pen.

Empty, nothing.

The whole space was terribly quiet.

He finally turned his head and looked at Lin En who was sitting there. He opened his mouth and asked:

"Mr. Lin... did I forget something?"

"..."

The surroundings were unusually quiet.

Lin En opened his eyes and looked at the clown with confusion in his eyes, and said:

"You can't remember it anymore?"

"Can't remember what?"

"Just now one of your colleagues died for us, and he turned himself into a disordered creature."

"..."

The clown opened his mouth.

At that moment, he sat stiffly in the same place, looking at the pen in his hand.

Obviously when he heard the four words "disordered creature", he had vaguely realized what happened.

But he couldn't remember anything.

"What's his name?"

He finally asked in a murmur.

Lin En opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say the name.

But at that moment, he froze in place.

He made a sound and pronounced the name, but the moment the voice carrying the name appeared, even his voice disappeared.

It was as if from this moment on.

Everything in this world related to his existence had been completely erased from the concept.

But...

"I still remember."

At this moment.

Lin En stood up almost instantly.

His eyes became turbulent and rapid.

"It's just that I can't tell."

Why?

Is it because of the power of the First Born?

Yes, how could he forget that his soul was originally part of the existence of the highest status. Even if disorder can affect and eliminate everything in this world, how can it affect...

him, the raven.

Because his status is equal to disorder.

He immediately took out a pen from his arms and tried to write the name in front of him, but as soon as he put the pen down, everything turned to ashes again.

Dust floated through his pupils.

At this moment.

He understood.

"So that's how it is."

He covered his forehead, lowered his head, and grabbed his head.

"Because of my specialness, I was made an exception, right? And then all of a sudden, I'm the only one in the world who remembers him, right?"

Cannot be shared.

Cannot be mentioned.

Because even if it is said, no one can hear it, and even if it is heard, no one can remember it.

This is really cruel.

But Lin En was not in pain. Even if those guys wanted him to be in pain, he would not. He wiped away the redness in his eyes and smiled again.

Because.

At least there is still one person in this world who remembers him, right?

If that is the case, then it is not completely erased. If no one mourns for you after this, then let me mourn for you alone.

"Joker!"

Lin En stood up, still with that red smile on his face.

He walked in front of him, squatted beside him, and then reached out and grabbed the fragment on his chest.

"I still remember it."

He whispered.

"I can't tell you its name, but I can assure you that if one day you also take the same path, I will never forget your existence."

"Now I will not give you any more constraints."

"You can leave at any time, or continue to follow me. My goal has changed. If I can't kill that navigator, I, Lin En, will never leave the West Sea in this life."'

At that moment.

He pulled out the fragment that was stuck in his heart with force.

Scarlet blood and disorderly flow splashed on his cheeks. The huge disordered power once again surged in his heart. The clown doll stared at this scene in a daze, looking at the face in front of him.

Just like he had discussed with the butcher a long time ago.

Memories will change, personalities will change, and life experiences will be very different. But if he is a branch growing out of the winding tree.

Does that mean that there are some original things that he has always had and will never change.

In his bones.

He still inherits everything that a great king should have.

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