prisoner of time

After the continuous heavy rain, the monstrous flood swept the whole world.

After the flood receded, the dry and cracked land was exposed, the sky was full of yellow sand, and there was no life on the land.

The whole world fell into death and barrenness.

However, there is still continuous heavy rain in the capital, waiting for the doomsday to come.

Holding the tarpaulin umbrella that could no longer provide any shelter, the young emperor trudged towards the temple in the storm.

The surrounding fields are silent, and there is no second life in the whole world, as if he is the only one left in the world.

Yan Tuo finally reached the temple. He staggered and opened the door to go in. Because he had exhausted his strength in the storm, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground when he first came into contact with the dry air.

It was raining heavily outside, as if it was going to swallow the whole world, but the inside of the temple was still dry and quiet, and the candlesticks on the two walls of the temple gave off dim yellow flames.Just as he had guessed, the priests and monks who had been serving in the temple all disappeared as if they had suddenly disappeared.

The temple was completely empty, and he crawled forward on his knees, looking up at the blurred stone statue in front of him, begging hopelessly for forgiveness and pity.

Since he succeeded to the throne, he has been diligent and caring for the people. He has never done anything disrespectful. He introspects himself every day. He must stay in the temple one day a month and serve the gods devoutly all day long. Why does God treat him and him like this? The people of his country actually caused such a catastrophe?

Why was he the only one left in the palace and even the entire palace after he woke up overnight?

Rao has always been determined. Before such a desperate situation, the young emperor could not help but collapse in despair. The only thing he could do was to pray for God's forgiveness and redemption.

There is not even a trace of the passage of time in the temple, or perhaps time has forgotten this dying world.Yan Tuo knelt in front of the statue and prayed, so that he would not be tired or hungry.

Outside the temple, there was always a violent storm, the sky was completely shrouded in dark clouds, and the day was like night.It was difficult for him to go out, and he didn't know how long the time had passed. He felt a little numb in his calf, but he didn't know whether it was purely physical or a combination of physical and psychological.

So he changed his posture quietly and sat on the ground with his knees curled up.

Yan Tuo spent a long "time" to pray, at least in his consciousness, a long time has passed.He even started to run out of words, and could only say the same words over and over again until he couldn't stand the repetition anymore.

He slowly adapted to the storm outside, and the hopeless omen of world destruction and the future gradually no longer disturbed him. He was still worried about the coming of the end, but he didn't know when the end would come.Correspondingly, this unchanging and empty status quo is even more disturbing - the candles on the wall have always kept burning, and it has not been shortened by half since he entered the temple.When his movements stirred up the wind, the flames would flicker, and if he didn't move, the flames would seem to be still.

In contrast, this cognition that he is the only one left in the world is even more frightening and desperate, and the only object of communication is the god statue in front of him.

Yan Tuo began to tell his own story to the statue, about his experiences from childhood to adulthood, how he ruled his empire, and his fear, helplessness, despair and loneliness at the moment.

People in the Kingdom of Time believe in time from birth to death, but no one can tell what time is, or even prove its real existence.People are only measuring Him in their own way, the sun rises and the moon sets into the sky, the four seasons reincarnate into a year, and then use time to measure the existence of a person, a dynasty, and a system.

Time seems to be an extremely restrained master. He is neither half-fast nor slow. He is fair and restrained, recording and restricting the boundaries of existence and destruction.When a being has time, he can live; when a being loses all time, he perishes.

Also because of time, the past, present, and future are all endowed with meaning.

When Yan Tuo was brought into the temple by his father when he was very young, he thought about what a mysterious, supreme, magnificent and elusive god He would be if time really had a soul.He must be above everything else. If time ceases to exist, then mountains, lakes, flames, and the sun and the moon will also fall together and lose their meaning.

People can only have hope when they know that they still have time. He also symbolizes life and infinite possibilities, so he must be a gentle and powerful god.

In Yan Tuo's childhood and boyhood, he always had many guesses and fantasies like this, but in the storm on the eve of the destruction of the endless world, he could take everything he had thought Tell the gods in front of you.

He didn't know if the other party could hear it, but he hoped that time would be alive, that he could hear his prayers and give this world more possibilities.

Time itself is unconscious.

He does not belong to the category of existence, but He binds and regulates all existence.

He walked forward according to the inherent rhythm, never staying, let alone retreating.

Because of the time, all the existences in the dimension of "now" are in continuous motion, and cannot find the absolute stillness.

Since the existence of "existence", this set of supreme laws belonging to "time" has been operating in this way, and there has never been a mistake.

But accidents and breakdowns happen without warning.

On the eve of the destruction of a world, a man is trapped in his 'now'.He was trapped in a moment of time, and it was difficult to escape.

Like a grain of sand in an oyster, because of this mistake, time gave birth to consciousness in the midst of incongruity and discomfort.He's going to fix this and get everything back to how it was.

This was originally a simple matter, he just needed to break the barrier of this time prison and let this insignificant existence continue to follow his trajectory, but he made a mistake.

That person has been talking to the stone statue that is regarded as the incarnation of time, and the consciousness of "His" will sit down and think that "Time" is himself-no one has ever talked to him, so he is attached to the stone statue, I listened quietly.

This is an absolutely static world in the sense of time that will never pass by.In this time prison, they are the only two consciousnesses.

He has been looking at the face of the young emperor, listening to him say all kinds of words, and feels that this state can continue forever - there is nothing wrong with being a prisoner of time, his state will remain at this moment forever, He will never perish, nor will he be lost in time and eventually perish.

He started trying to touch him, started trying to respond to him.He conjured up an invisible hand and put it lightly on his shoulder; He let his consciousness sit behind him, hugging him from behind like the human being described in his words; He left the ashes in the censer on the ground. Write down the handwriting and have a simple communication with him.

Yan Tuo was frightened at first, but perhaps because the world of one person was too hopeless, he quickly accepted his company and was very happy about it. He told him about human emotions, and he could see what he left behind. Handwriting, but can not feel his touch.

Because he has no body, just like he has no voice.Time gave birth to consciousness, but there is still no incarnation belonging to "existence", because it itself does not belong to a kind of existence.

If he created existence for himself, he can never return to the state he once was.He will have the same attributes as other beings in this world, he will have a past, a present, and a future, and he will lose his former freedom because he will be bound by himself.

He will always be caught up in the existence of the ego.

Until one day, the young man said to him: "I'm tired of being like this now. I'm alone. Although you are with me, I can't see you, and I can't touch you. Except for those words, I can't feel anything. to your existence. Let me go back, okay?"

"Not good." He wrote firmly on the ground, "The world you exist in is doomed to destruction. If you go back, you will die."

"Then can you save my world?" Yan Tuo asked pleadingly.

"No." He still replied without any room for change.

The time of each person and each world has its own laws and constraints. He cannot give a world extra time, which is a negation of himself.

The young emperor didn't mention this matter again, but his face became more and more melancholy, and he talked less with him. Sometimes he drew and wrote on the floor, trying to make the other party smile and say a word or two, But Yan Tuo just glanced at it casually, then turned his head sullenly, and ignored it.

This situation is getting worse.

Time doesn't measure time, so he doesn't know how long it has passed.

One day, Yan Tuo picked up the candlestick on the altar and stabbed himself in the chest, blood gushed out quickly, and his eyes were stabbed red.He watched it happen, but he was powerless to stop it—he couldn't touch him.

The murder weapon was pulled out and fell to the ground with a muffled metal impact.The horrific wound on his chest healed quickly—he couldn't die, not even in this prison of time.

But the expression of sadness and despair on his face was something he had never seen before.

"Let me go back." He looked at the statue with a blurred face mournfully. He still didn't know the existence of his consciousness, and he didn't know that he was actually standing beside him, trying to hold him in his arms.

"Let me go back to my original world, and destroy everything with that world."