The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

No matter how strong a fortress is, it will be breached one day. Moreover, time is the most ruthless enemy.

The mechanical girl made an extremely long effort to ensure the continuation of the shelter, a process that even exceeded the duration of the Aslan Empire's existence in the world.

She designed an internal ecological cycle and resisted external enemies time and time again, but unfortunately energy is conserved.

The loss of materials can only be reduced, but it is inevitable. Under the erosion of time, the false eternity will eventually escape the fate of collapse.

But...it was enough to shock Lor.

The mechanical girl smiled, her metal body seemed to have no pain, no aging, and always full of enthusiasm and hope.

But the boy knew that all this was just a temporary void in the space of consciousness. The real her was left with only a barely alive brain, and even part of her brain tissue had been replaced by metal cables.

Is it really worth it?

Even so, it only extends the shelter by an extremely small amount of time. In the face of eternity, this tiny amount of time can be ignored.

“The only meaning is to survive.”

The mechanical girl said gently.

"Our civilization and empire will one day be swept into an eternal grave. I foresaw this the moment I woke up."

"Even so, I want to exist for a long time. I want..."

“Remember all of this.”

She stood beside Lor, looking at the mechanical city under the setting sun, looking at the fields farther away, the flowing river, and this strange yet familiar plain.

"remember……"

Lor repeated these two words unconsciously, somewhat surprised that the android in front of him actually had the same opinion as him.

The boy has always believed that death is not the final farewell, but forgetting is. This was also the obsession hidden deep in his heart.

Longing to be loved, longing to be remembered.

He heard the android in front of him ask in a somewhat mysterious tone: "Have you ever thought about what the nature of the world is?"

"The nature of the world..."

Lor was stunned, and a look of bewilderment and confusion appeared on his beautiful face. He recalled what Miss Yasha and Nelliel had said to him, as well as his own long-standing insights, and chose his words carefully.

"It should be divinity, because divinity is the basic element for creating the world, or the pillar of the world."

The mechanical girl smiled mysteriously and asked a new question.

"So where does divinity come from?"

"The divinity of all things comes from the Dark Mother Earth."

Lor was a little puzzled. This was not a secret for divine masters of their level.

"Then... have you ever thought about what divinity means to the great Dark Mother Earth?"

"!"

Lor's pupils trembled, and his thin lips opened slightly, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Even the most rebellious secret books dare not analyze the power of the Dark Mother Earth, who is the true Creator and God of Creation.

Even the Revelation of the Church of Mother Earth only contains some general hymns filled with religious terms.

Although the Dark Mother had been observed to descend and give birth several times, no one had ever actually seen Her true form.

If it were not for His descendants, those great and noble lives would still be walking in the mortal world, leaving divine traces behind, and perhaps no one would be able to be sure of the existence of Mother Earth.

"Have you conducted such in-depth research on the gods?"

Lor said in disbelief.

"It is not us who conducted these studies, but the Lord of the Third Heaven. We have only received a small part of the legacy He left behind."

"Unlike the Fourth God, the Third God has an extraordinary concern for the survival of the world and the development of civilization. The world under His rule has almost understood all the mysteries of the world."

The mechanical girl paused for a moment, then said with some regret: "It's a pity that my memory is not complete, or I have never obtained that part of knowledge - it is too secret and should be under the care of the God of Wisdom."

"I can only vaguely remember an unproven theory, and I can't even say who proposed it, which goes something like this:

"The divinity of all things comes from the memory of Mother Earth. Because that great god only has things he wants to remember, our world exists."

Lor almost thought that the next moment, the Sphinx, the evil dog of the god of wisdom, would come across the infinite space.

"Don't worry. This is the Abyss, a place where many divinities intersect. Even the God of Wisdom will have a hard time penetrating the fog of this place."

The mechanical girl obviously saw Lor's worry and comforted him.

"Although I don't know whether this theory is true or not, I still believe it deeply - memory is powerful."

"I am very grateful for your coming when this shelter is about to be completely destroyed. As long as there are still people who remember us and our civilization, we will still exist."

"Perhaps in the next creation of Mother Earth, this memory will become the weight on the scale of survival for us to continue."

It took a long time for Lor to let out a sigh, but his still trembling eyelashes showed that he was not at peace.

Because he knew that the other party's guess was likely to be correct.

The current Pope of the Church of Mother Earth once told him about the mechanism of reincarnation. The divinity led by the twelve daughters of Mother Earth will be preserved, and the ethnic groups and lives related to it will be more likely to be preserved in reincarnation.

This seems to confirm this theory.

"From your looks, did people later have similar guesses?"

The mechanical girl looked at Lor's expression, she smiled and didn't dwell on this topic anymore.

"So, that's all I want to tell you. Thank you for listening. After all, it's hard to welcome a guest in this place."

The mechanical girl seemed to have said everything in one breath, and it was obvious that she felt relieved. It was not a good feeling to sleep in the darkness, and destruction was like a sword hanging over one's head.

Even artificial humans can suffer from mental illness.

What's more, this is indeed a rare opportunity, especially since the shelter is about to collapse. The next life that comes here may not be a human, nor may it have the appropriate divinity to open up the space of consciousness.

And she may not be alive yet.

Lor fell into silence. The history of long ago unfolded before him. Although there were still many mysteries, many gaps, and even many contradictions with the history he knew, it was not of much help to the challenges he was currently facing.

But he was willing to take the time to listen to the last voice of an ancient civilization.

"By the way, how many reincarnations has this been now?" asked the mechanical girl.

"I don't know the details. I don't have a very long life, but it should be more than once."

Lor shook his head and shared with the other party what he knew and some of his experiences in this world. His retelling was a little reluctant because he rarely looked at the overall situation from a panoramic perspective, but Lor soon found a way.

Lor thought of the library of the Church of Mother Earth, those strange sequences, and the history of the world.

He recalled those things and talked to the mechanical girl about the present, including some contradictions in their cognitions.

In the history that has been preserved in the present world, the Third Day did not exist. Whether it was the relics, or the species and ethnic groups at that time, they all completely disappeared in the Fourth Day with the demise of the Aslan Empire.

But on the first and second days, there were traces to follow.

The evidence of the existence of the first day is the existence of the twin gods of Ys, while the evidence of the existence of the second day is the records of mythical creatures such as giants and dragons, which have also been passed down intermittently.

But the third day was completely blank.

It was as if that world was skipped, and it spanned directly from the decline of mythical races such as giants and dragons to the human world.

This is also a point that has puzzled countless scholars - the rise of mankind seems to have happened in just a moment, so where did the process in between go?

"The Fourth Lord is a god born on the timeline. He can adjust the timeline at will."

The mechanical girl speculated: "Perhaps after He defeated the Lord of the Third Heaven, He banished the entire Third Heaven to an unobservable timeline."

"According to you, the Fourth Lord is invincible?"

"Yes, the Lord of the Fourth Heaven is invincible. Since He took the throne, we have known that this world is destined to sink into eternal reincarnation."

"What if I say that there is a god who has challenged Him many times?"

Lor thought about it and asked.

"He won't stand a chance."

The mechanical girl said firmly without any thought.

"The rule of the fourth God will be more solid than that of the third God, and He Himself is the symbol of perfection."

"That's it..."

The mechanical girl's evaluation was indeed consistent with Lor's understanding of Ouroboros, but what he couldn't understand was.

Amor doesn't seem like the kind of god who would do useless work.

If there was really no chance of winning, He would not have tried again and again.

"I will open the passage to the garden of His Majesty the God of Love for you. Is there anything else you want to know?"

The mechanical girl said to Lor.

Luo Er nodded and said, "I heard from a god that you know the names of all the spirits in the world. I want to ask you what the Lord of Purgatory was called before he became a god."

"Him, He seems to have become a god in my time..."

The mechanical girl seemed to be in deep thought. The sound of the suddenly accelerated gears reflected that she was running at high speed. After a long time, she shook her head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I have forgotten his former name. Information related to the gods cannot be too specific, such as names, specific images, etc., which will take up too much of my storage space."

"I have already optimized this part out in previous iterations."

Lor had foreseen this, after all, the other party had even forgotten the name of God, he said with some regret.

"so be it."

"However, the reason why I know the names of the world is because I absorbed the desires of the world in my dreams."

Seeing that Lor was a little disappointed, the mechanical girl added.

"Desire will tell me their names. You need to go see His Majesty the God of Love. He will definitely have the answers you want."

Lor sighed softly. In the end, it would all fall on Amor's head.

He somewhat hated this feeling; all roads pointed to Him.

A twisted crack opened up in this illusory space, and the mechanical girl opened a passage for Lor to leave. On the other side of the passage, Lor felt the breath of Frey and Neriel.

"So, what's your name? I want to record you as well. I don't know how long it will last, but..."

"Maybe there will be other guests coming to visit my humble grave later?"

The mechanical girl said with a smile.

"Lol, Lol Islan."

Lor answered, and then subconsciously asked back: "What about you, can you tell me your name? The legendary Sleeping Beauty."

Faced with such a simple question, the mechanical girl fell into deep thought. After a while, she shook her head and said, "I can't remember clearly. I think I have optimized this. After all, the last time I used the name was a long time ago. But..."

"You can call me Aslan if you like."

Luo Er frowned slightly: "Aslan, this is the name of your empire, right?"

"Oh, yes, no wonder it seems so familiar." The mechanical girl looked as if she had suddenly realized something, and a smile appeared on her silver-gray face.

"Then let's go with this one, I like this name!"

"...Is that so." Lor was silent for a moment, then said, "Goodbye, Aslan."

"Goodbye, Lor. I sincerely wish you to find the meaning of life in reincarnation."

Aslan smiled, but Lor could feel the reluctance and fear in her heart. This brief conversation in the space of consciousness was probably the last ray of light in her life.

When Lor leaves, she will return to the empty darkness, waiting for the next visitor or the end of her life.

"It's okay, Lor, I'm used to it."

As before, Aslan easily saw what Lor was thinking.

So the boy said nothing more and walked into the crevice.