Another World: My life is on the rise!

She was as limp as if she was in a daze.

Yes.

She had actually long ceased to be the god of rules. Perhaps from the moment she was born in the evolution of this era, she had already set herself on a new path.

Just like that broken world.

She never thought that it was a kind of imprisonment like many other gods.

She truly regarded that ordinary world as her home.

And it was this kind of responsibility and emotion that she herself didn't know when it started that made her treat everyone in that world as her friends and children, so she watched them grow up little by little, and watched them all have their own lives...

She was relieved and happy.

But all this changed completely because of the arrival of the black nightmare.

She still remembered very clearly how the rules of fate were corroded little by little, and how she was corrupted little by little, and then frantically wrote a series of nightmare-like terrible destinies for the whole world.

In an instant.

Her body trembled violently again.

Those memories were like nightmares, as if they were about to climb out of the long river of time, screaming and tearing her apart completely.

"No... No no no no..."

She trembled with fear.

But Lin En still looked at her very seriously, holding her deformed and twisted body tightly, trying to curb her violent trembling.

"Don't think about it, it's okay, I'm here, it's okay, don't think about anything..."

He whispered and tried to calm her turbulent emotions.

In the dark space.

The violent trembling and turbulence finally subsided bit by bit.

Just like feeling the strong heartbeats that were close to her body, she was spiritless, as if she had lost all her strength and let Lin En hold her.

And these nightmares.

It was her curse.

Because it was impossible to forget, because this was the eternal punishment given to her by hell for dragging it down.

"They... are all my children... I have watched them pass down from generation to generation... witnessed the life of each of them..."

"But I..."

She was spiritless and slowly lost consciousness.

"Massacred..."

"A country."

...

In the vast darkness, her consciousness slowly faded away, because she was too tired. The fight against hell and the oppression for thousands of years had already exhausted her physically and mentally.

And as her consciousness fell asleep, the huge deformed flesh and blood tissues also calmed down, without any turbulence.

And Lin En sat there for a long time, falling into silence.

And he finally understood.

The pressure she put on him was not something that could be relieved by a few words.

Just like he would never understand...

What kind of mood would that be.

Because she is a god!

Even though she knew that she was affected by the black nightmare, when you opened your eyes and found that your hands were covered with blood, all the children you once loved fell in front of you, and even until death, their eyes were full of confusion and grief for you, how could you... how could you...

Lin En took a deep breath.

Raised his head.

Looking at the thick darkness above his head.

As if, he also seemed to clearly feel the cold and emotionless gaze again. In her sleep, her huge and deformed body only experienced a brief pause, and then it once again began to turbulently grow uncontrollably, becoming even larger and more twisted.

A new round of backlash against her has arrived.

But Lin En still raised her head, and her eyes reflected the darkness above her head, as if she was looking at the whole hell.

In her sleep, her unconscious voice of pain came again.

It was like a punishment.

Punishment for sinners.

This ancient and unchanging hell still follows its simplest logic and mechanism, and has not even made any form of adjustment because of the appearance of the disaster. It does not look for the real source of the sin, but still tortures those who are affected as usual!

[Warning! Warning! Please evacuate immediately, the power of the gaze is increasing, and staying here will aggravate the backlash in your body! ]

[Warning! Warning! Please evacuate immediately, the power of the gaze is increasing, and staying here will intensify the backlash in your body! 】

The system's harsh reminder sounded quickly.

And the distortion and twisting of the flesh and blood tissues around have become more and more intense.

Those painful unconscious voices.

It seems that even in sleep, they are suffering from great torture and cannot rest.

"Let's go! Big head! You can't do anything! Something seems to have grown in your body, something is wrong here! Let's leave here first!"

Zuo Zuo wanted to remind him eagerly.

Even she.

She had already felt some abnormal fluctuations growing in this place.

A new wave of backlash against her was occurring!

But Lin En still stood there, looking up, staring at the darkness above his head.

Then.

He turned his head slightly, and his sidelong glance fell on her, who was almost completely deformed and distorted. He said nothing, but lowered his head.

Reached out his hand.

Picked up the blood-stained feather pen that fell on the ground.

"Because no matter what, at least there should be a good dream."

He picked up the feather pen, held it in his palm, walked step by step to the quiet desk, pulled out the chair, and sat upright in her position.

So why must she suffer?

Don't look at the black nightmare higher up.

Instead, all the torture is imposed on her, letting her sink in this endless pain. Is this never right or wrong?

He sat there quietly, his fingers silently unfolding the blank parchment.

Then he raised his head.

It was as if he was looking directly into the gaze from hell.

So I have always wanted to ask.

Are you afraid?

Don't dare, don't want to, or can't.

Bring your so-called backlash to me?

You are afraid of the power in my body and dare not let me share it with her, so you avoid me and torture her more crazily, right?

If that's the case...

He said nothing and lowered his head calmly.

Holding the blood-stained feather pen.

He wrote on the blank parchment stroke by stroke calmly.

[In my name. ]

[Use this authority. ]

He turned his eyes slightly, looking at the growing turbulent flesh and blood, looking at the soul sleeping in pain in a dream.

[Now, I officially start a dialogue with you. ]

[I used my blood to voluntarily share all the backlash and consequences for her, and asked her to use the power of this authority for me - then I will repeat it again now. ]

[This contract is voluntarily fulfilled by me, so I will use this authority for this, and I ask to bear all the attention and torture that should be given to me. 】

He raised his head, looking up into the sky with calm eyes.

Then he wrote the last sentence.

[Do you dare? ]