Personality V: I will save everything

Then again, I suddenly remembered, did I forget something?

"Are you sure this is enough?" The Lord in Yellow turned his body to show his current appearance to the manor. He has changed for such a long time. Is the manor owner satisfied now?

"..." But I didn't answer him. I kept thinking about what I had forgotten.

The Lord in Yellow looked at the owner of the manor who was lost in thought, silently found a corner and huddled up. (′△｀)

I didn't pay any attention to what the Lord in Yellow was doing now. I focused all my attention on thinking whether I had forgotten something...

What on earth had I forgotten?

(ー△ー;)………

＼(◎o◎)／! ! !

I remembered! ! ! ! !

The Lord in Yellow, who had been huddled in the corner, saw Lord Zhuang Yan suddenly remembering something, something very serious, and he subconsciously shrank further into the corner.

Lord in Yellow: It doesn’t matter if anything happens, as long as you don’t take your anger out on me. ≥﹏≤

But as the saying goes, the less you hope for something, the more likely it is to happen...

The Lord in Yellow watched helplessly as the Lord of the Manor came over in a menacing manner and grabbed him by the collar.

The Lord in Yellow was already in a posture, ready to be beaten.

However, the owner of the manor just grabbed him by the collar, and then with lightning speed... took the owner in yellow and ran away.

Of course I'm going to run! And also run faster! ! ! Because I forgot that yesterday was Andrew's birthday, but I came here to find the Lord in Yellow. I forgot to celebrate Andrew's birthday! ! ! ! !

But no matter how fast I run, time is fair to everyone. It’s already past midnight...

"Then can't you just jump in time?" The Lord in Yellow felt that the manor owner's move was simply unnecessary. Gods have the ability to jump in time. Wouldn't it be enough if he could just set the time back to yesterday?

"That's different!" Birthdays are special and precious because they can only be celebrated once a year. If you adjust the time to celebrate birthdays every day, you will also feel bored.

(Sigh) I’d better apologize to Andrew (＞＜)……

When I rushed back to the manor without stopping, it was already dark and Andrew had already gone to bed.

Moreover, 12 o'clock at midnight has already passed, and Andrew's birthday has also passed.

I first asked the Lord in Yellow to wait for me in the study room of the manor, and then went to Andrew's room alone to check.

Sure enough, Andrew was already lying on the bed in the room and fell asleep.

Sigh... I think back then Andrew was still a little guy who needed to be coaxed by his father to sleep, but now he has grown so big.

I imagined what Andrew looked like when he was a child, white and soft, like a little baby in my arms.

It's a pity that my little baby... My little baby has grown up. He is an adult now and can no longer let me kiss and hug him like I did when he was a child. (T^T)

I walked into the room quietly, and then sat next to Andrew's bed. I didn't want to wake him up, so I was hands-on and gentle all the time, even when I sat next to his bed.

only……

My little Andrew, am I having a nightmare?

He was curled up on the bed, his brows furrowed, as if he had had some bad nightmare.

I rubbed his head like I did when I was a child. Sure enough, he seemed to feel my body temperature, and his brows relaxed a little.

"Good night, my little baby." I kissed Andrew gently on the cheek, just like I used to kiss him when I was little.

Alas, now I can only sneak a little sneak attack while they are sleeping, otherwise they will definitely not let me kiss them when they are awake during the day.

"I have grown up." This sentence is probably the most terrifying curse in my ears...(╥﹏╥)

I placed the gift that I had already prepared on Andrew's bedside, then gently closed the door to the room and left.

...............

When I returned to the study to find the Lord in Yellow, I found that he was holding a very thick book in his hand, and I was very familiar with that book.

He walked forward, grabbed it, and hit the Lord in Yellow on the head with the book! ! !

The Lord in Yellow: (? ?д?)＜That’s too much!

The Lord in Yellow covered his head and cried bitterly, but in fact I would not have been so angry originally. If he had taken all the books except this one, I would not have been angry, but he But I just happened to step on my "minefield".

But I put the book back on the bookshelf, and after putting it away, the voice of the Lord in Yellow came from behind me.

"It's really weird for you to do this, even if you are originally a human being." I was not surprised that the Lord in Yellow knew that I was originally a human being, because the book he just read had everything written in black and white by me. Chu's.

"So what?" I said in a bad tone.

"I didn't mean that..." The Lord in Yellow thought that the manor owner mistakenly thought that he knew that he was a human being, so he would laugh at him for this.

But the Lord in Yellow has no such idea at all. No matter what they were in the past, now they are gods, so they are the same kind. He has no intention of laughing at the owner of the manor... (???w???)

"I know."

Of course I know that the Lord in Yellow doesn't mean this, and even if the other Outer Gods know it, they probably think it's insignificant. After all, when those Outer Gods become gods, some are even lower than humans, and some are even lower than humans. Animals, insects, even a cell, so we don't mean to laugh at each other.

"So why are you doing this?" The Lord in Yellow knew that if he continued to ask the manor owner, he would most likely be beaten, but he was just too curious.

Although the Lord in Yellow didn't understand what "secret" meant...but he felt that what was written in the book should be a shocking "secret" about the owner of the manor.

What to say because of what the manor owner did? It’s so unbelievable, ah, no…not just humans, but even gods find it unbelievable.

"I know it's weird for me to do this, but I suggest you stop asking any more." After saying that, I flashed my fist.

Lord in Yellow: I...I...can't I just shut up? (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)

After confirming that the Lord in Yellow would not continue to ask questions, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

In fact, what is written in the book is not a big deal...but...actually, I don't want the Lord in Yellow to continue asking, mainly because I don't want to admit it myself.

Ever since I got into a bug by using the rules of the system, the system no longer restrains me, and I found that without the restraints of the system, I am getting closer and closer to being like a god.

It doesn't sound like there's any harm in that... doesn't it? Who wouldn’t want to become a god? But the premise is that I find that my humanity is disappearing faster and faster.

Obviously everyone was talking and laughing the day before, but today when I think about it again, I don’t feel anything at all. The connection between me and other people is being cut off bit by bit.

It's like I watched a video. Maybe I would follow the plot and have ups and downs in my mood, but after I turned it off, I would immediately calm down and live my own life.

I look more and more like a bystander now. I am clearly in the midst of it, but I don't have any feelings at all.

I'm afraid that one day I will become an emotionless guy and become a real god.

That's why I kept writing in that book, what happened to me every day, and my mood ups and downs every day, just like writing a diary.

At the same time, in order to prevent other people in the manor from seeing the clues, I could only write down my feelings for them and my love for them in the diary over and over again, and then imitate me as much as possible in front of them. The way it used to be.

But gradually, I realized more and more that my imitation was getting worse and worse. Just like a four-legged animal can never imitate a human standing upright, a god can never imitate human emotions.

Just like today, I will definitely remember Andrew's birthday every year. I can even come back a month in advance to prepare, but...but I just forgot yesterday, or maybe I subconsciously dealt with the dream witch. Things came up ahead of Andrew's birthday.

terrible……

Maybe one day, Andrew and the others will suddenly realize that I don’t love them anymore because God has no love.

so terrible………

(sigh)

But now I have to pack my mind, and I have to find a way to hide this book in a place where Andrew and the others will never find it! ! !

After all, the Lord in Yellow only stayed in my study for less than half an hour, and he easily found it for me. If Andrew and the others come in, if they find this book and read the contents If so... I simply can't imagine what will happen.

………ten minutes later………

"Okay, now let's get down to business." In addition to the desk, there are bookcases in my study. So far, I really can't find any place to hide books, so I put it there.

Hearing what the manor master said, the yellow-clothed master finally turned his head from looking up to the front, because the yellow-clothed master just watched helplessly as the manor master put the book on the top of the bookcase.

It's not on the bookshelf, it's on the top. Do you understand? Not on the shelf.

Although the Lord in Yellow admitted that this bookcase is indeed quite high for humans, because it is almost close to the ceiling, but putting it like this does not give off a feeling of..."There is no three hundred taels of silver here".

If one day this book falls down or is discovered by someone, everyone will probably want to open it and see why this book is hidden at the top.

"I know what you are thinking. I just put it up temporarily. I will find a place to store it later. Now I want to talk to you about business." I found a chair and sat on it. The master also sat on the chair like me.

"Okay, here's the plan..."

…………the next morning………

Andrew got up early, and when he opened his eyes, he saw flowers and a wrapped gift box on his bedside table.

There is also a greeting card on the gift box, which says-Happy birthday, Andrew. A belated birthday present.

Normally, Andrew would have opened the gift box right away, but this time Andrew didn't. He just took the greeting card and looked at it again and again, confirming that the font on it belonged to the owner of the manor, his father, who he was very familiar with. notes.

"That's great..." Andrew stared at the handwriting on the greeting card again and again, and finally said this strange sentence.

Then Andrew got up and washed up as he usually did, and then went to the restaurant to have breakfast.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the restaurant, someone he expected appeared.

"Dad..." The manor owner was sitting in his seat.

"Good morning, Andrew. I'm so sorry. I was so busy yesterday that I forgot to celebrate your birthday. As compensation, I can grant you a wish... What's wrong with you?"

Andrew was so unusual today because he didn't say anything as soon as he entered the restaurant. He just walked slowly next to me and hugged me tightly.

"What's wrong with you? Andrew." Although I didn't know what happened to Andrew today, I still hugged him in the same way.

"Tell me what happened, baby, are you angry?" I thought it was because I didn't celebrate his birthday, so he was angry.

But Andrew still didn't speak and still held me tightly.

"It's okay, Dad, I'm fine." Andrew's voice boomed from under my head.

"What's the matter with you today?" I noticed that Andrew was in a bad mood, so I could only comfort him by gently patting his back like I did when I was a child.

"It's okay, I'm fine..." I am very happy.

The reason why Andrew was not in a good mood when he woke up in the morning was because he had a very strange nightmare last night. The nightmare was scary and real, as real as if it had happened before...

The background of the dream was an endless dark space, but strangely, without a light source, Andrew could still see clearly what was ahead.

But even if you can see clearly, it's of no use, because the front is still endless black and there is nothing.

It is usually difficult for dreamers to realize that they are dreaming. Andrew was the same, so he was very scared and kept running forward with all his strength.

Until he bumped into someone...

But before he could see the man's appearance clearly, what Andrew felt first was the pungent smell of blood and dust.

Andrew originally wanted to ask how this man was doing, but when he raised his head, Andrew took a few steps back in fright.

Because that person looks exactly like him, but not exactly the same.

When the person opposite looked up, he saw a face exactly like his own, and he was also surprised!

Andrew looked exactly like that man, but they were completely opposite.

Andrew was wearing his usual clothes, but he still looked bright and bright, and Andrew was more confident and cheerful, completely different from the shabby and gloomy man opposite.

"Who are you?" Andrew bravely asked the man who had a face like his.

"..." The man was silent for a long time, as if he was afraid to talk to Andrew, "I am a gravekeeper."

"You really look a lot like me, like a pair of twin brothers. Maybe we are the same person." Andrew thought this was very possible. He had read in a book in the ivory tower that different worlds have different Parallel time and space, maybe tonight is a good time travel, and you can talk to yourself in another world.

But after Andrew explained, he became speechless with the tombkeeper in front of him, and they didn't know what to say to each other.

"Where is your family?" This time, it was the tombkeeper who spoke first. After all, based on the glamorous appearance of the person in front of him, he probably had a very different life than his own.

"I have a father, a sister and...oh, no, two brothers." Andrew said while counting on his fingers, "There are also many brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts who like me."

"They must love you very much." The tombkeeper couldn't tell whether he should be envious or emotional, but based on the appearance of the person in front of him, he must have been doted on, which was completely opposite to his own life.

"Yes...it's just a pity that my father seemed to have forgotten to celebrate my birthday yesterday. This is the first time." Andrew started to complain as he spoke. Obviously, his father would remember his birthday in the past. Why? Did you forget this year?

"So, they used to celebrate your birthday?" the tombkeeper said as if in disbelief.

"Yes, every year, except this year." Andrew still complained a little. (# ` n′ )

"They really love you..."

The gravekeeper actually didn't want to say this. He really wanted to be angry and yell. They love you so much and celebrate your birthday every year, but they just forgot this year. Why are you complaining so much? ?

what about me? And me? No one ever remembers my birthday. Everyone thinks that I am a rat in the gutter. Your life is thousands and tens of thousands of times better than mine, so why are you complaining here? !

But in the end, the tombkeeper didn't do that. He just sighed, feeling that his other self's life was really different.

"What about you? How is your life?" Andrew is a little curious, what is the life of his other self like? Also wanted to ask why he was covered in dust and blood.

"You don't want to know...it's bad." It was more than bad...but the gravekeeper didn't want to say too much.

"..." Andrew didn't want to ask anymore. In his long, long memory, when he was still very young, he was an orphan, living in an orphanage where he didn't have enough to eat every day. If his father hadn't come that day, If he hadn't been adopted in the orphanage, his life might have been just like the gravekeeper in front of him.

If the person in front of him is really himself in another world, then Andrew has something to say, and he also wants to say it to his childhood self.

"Don't feel inferior because of your white hair, don't give up on yourself because of other people's discrimination against you, you will always be yourself."

After Andrew finished speaking this paragraph, he sat on the ground and huddled aside, while the tombkeeper's posture did not change from the beginning to the end.

"Too late……"

"?" Andrew just wanted to ask what this sentence meant?

But soon, he woke up from his dream.

In the last second before waking up, Andrew saw a lot... saw himself in another world... saw the last appearance of the gravekeeper before his death.

No wonder he said it too late, those words were indeed too late for him.

………………

So the first thing Andrew did when he woke up was to come over to look for the manor owner, and snuggled into the manor owner's arms as tightly as he did when he was a child.

So good…that was just a “nightmare”…

So good, the nightmare is over.