I created a god

"Can you pass me that book over there?" The gentle and polite voice couldn't fault it, and the wise man's attitude was definitely not cold, but it made Seran inexplicably nervous.

"Book, book...is this one?" Seran carefully handed over a book as thick as a brick.

The wise man seemed to feel his restraint, and smiled slightly, his cool long hair falling down softly, "Don't pay too much attention to me, you can borrow the books here at will, after all, Your Majesty has already agreed, right?"

Seran looked around, nodded, and remembered his situation.

Seran is now in a huge fantasy library that seems to only exist in a fairy tale—the tall bookshelves reach the ceiling of more than ten meters high, they are regularly leaning against the wall, and even need to be set up by a ladder can be used.A large open space is intentionally left in the center of the extremely spacious space, and the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows let in bright sunlight, reflecting the kaleidoscope-like patterns on the ground, making it bright and warm.

This library is part of the court of the gods, but it is a side hall.Seran has not visited other places in the Court of the Gods - after all, he is still passing through the barriers, and he is not here for sightseeing.As for this library, he can only come in with His Majesty's dispensable acquiescence.

"Can you build?" Hessing asked him not long ago.

Seran smiled mischievously, "Does squeezing mud count?"

Hexin: "..." He raised his jaw at the wise man with a half-smile, "I said this world is free, and there are many ways to pass the level. Maybe you can try to ask your ancestors for advice."

So Seran was thrown to the wise man, and Hessing seemed to take the unicorn to visit elsewhere. After all, for Hessing, this is also a long-lost reunion that Hessing misses a lot.

Seran was still holding up the book, while carefully watching the man who couldn't tell his real age.It wasn't until the wise man looked at each other with a smile that Seran choked on his saliva, "Old, old ancestor!"

The man shook his head, "Just call me Gamma."

"How can I do that, you are the founder of our empire!...By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. In fact, I am from the Gamma Empire. My name is Seran. I grew up listening to your legends, saying It seems that the empire also has such a library, and I wonder why there are so many records about the abyss in it, now that you are all living here, it is normal."

In fact, Seran has a lot of things to say, such as the current state of the empire, the reason why the man is here, the relationship with the young majesty...or the real identity of the young majesty...because there is too much information, it will soon be overwhelmed Instead, his head made him incoherent.

And Gamma is very quiet from beginning to end, but even so, it does not give people a feeling of being neglected at all.When Seran stood in front of a man, most people would think that the man was a serious and tolerant listener, but Seran's intuition told him that the other party was distracted.

The man's clear and deep eyes seemed to be watching him, but it was more like looking at another small figure walking in it through him and even the buildings.

——Compared with a person, the man at this moment is more like a puppet with a separated soul, and there is a strange hollowness under the flawless skin.

This thought made Seran tremble subconsciously, he suddenly stopped chattering, scratched his head after a while as if admitting defeat, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty is not used to it, I always feel that something is missing."

Gamma only glanced at him at this moment.Seran blushed belatedly, "I didn't say anything!" He is a big man who can't do anything without His Majesty... It's too embarrassing!

Seran's eyes wandered for a while, his back straightened slightly, and then he noticed the book that was handed out in his hand but was not accepted by the man——

"..."Personal Adventures"?" The text on it is an ancient language of the Gamma Empire, and few people can understand it now, but Seran is the prince after all.

Gamma responded softly, "I just wrote a random story."

"Huh, you wrote it!?" Seran flipped the book, feeling a little hot, hesitated for a moment and then asked curiously, "May I have the honor to read it?"

"I said, since His Majesty acquiesced in allowing you to enter here, you can do whatever you want."

For some reason, looking at Gamma's penetrating eyes, Seran inexplicably felt that this seemed to be arranged by the man.

After a silence, Seran still turned the pages of the book anxiously and expectantly.In the next second, the young man holding the book suddenly froze and fell heavily.

At the same time, Hexin, who was wandering around in various side halls in the distance, suddenly raised his head as if feeling something, and followed the power fluctuations of the library to look into the void—[What strange thing did you do again? ]

The wise man listened to the voice that came into his mind, his originally calm eyes finally became turbulent, and he smiled a little, "I just let this child witness the history, I think he is very interested."

Hexin drew a long tone and gave a modal particle, [um...]

The wise man seemed to easily understand the thoughts of the gods, "But it is nothing new to His Majesty, after all, it has happened before."

Hexin didn't speak, and continued to give only a modal particle, [Huh...]

The wise man sighed connivingly, "Forgive me, I'm afraid I can't make something that satisfies you with the lack of inspiration before."

[what about now? ]

The wise man smiled slightly, "My inspiration has returned." You have returned.

"I will give you whatever you want."

Hexin raised the corners of her lips, [Are you so confident? ]

The wise man seemed to think about it seriously, "The author will pick up the pen again to write the story, and the painter will paint the gods on the canvas. I can compose music for you, and I can also fight to the end for you. Chef, builder, weaver, chanter Bard... I can be anyone you want me to be."

Hessing signaled the unicorn, which was carrying him and kicking its hooves, to move faster.He propped his chin and scanned the colorful flowers in the flowerbed, touched a dark rose with his white fingertips, and raised his eyebrows, [Is there anything else you don't know. ]

"About this, shouldn't you be very clear?" Gamma raised the corners of his lips and replied without changing his expression, "Even I can't make human beings have offspring. After all, dolls created by gods have the same essence as human beings." Reproductive isolation in the world." He said with a sigh, "Knowing that, and letting that child call me the ancestor, His Majesty always likes to see me in trouble."

The man's tone was plain and flat, but it gave people a sense of helplessness and aggrieved inexplicably.However, Hessing didn't follow his tricks at all, [When you were walking on the earth, there were countless people who troubled you. ]

A person who is destined to be a perfect savior from birth, has experienced countless hardships along the way: misunderstanding, exclusion, framing... After witnessing countless ugliness in human nature, he still treats everyone equally and loves the world—— This is the benefactor expected by the gods, and it is also the point that the demon god ridicules the most.

Hexin sneered, [I didn't see you complaining at that time, is this prejudice? ]

Unexpectedly, the wise man suddenly fell silent. After a long while, the man closed his eyes and chuckled when Hexin cut off the link, "I have the biggest prejudice against the world, which is to divide this world into...you, and other people." people."

Treat everyone equally and love the world?Of course, how could a puppet made by God be able to tell the difference between what he saw as one stone and another?

"Special, only you, my majesty." This man who was praised by the world as the perfect savior, who seemed to have become a symbol, admitted his sins frankly at this moment, "—I have long been disqualified."

"..."

When everything in the outside world was going on normally, Seran's side was not good.

Theoretically, it would be too troublesome to describe. To put it simply and crudely, after Seran opened the "Pinocchio", his consciousness transmigrated into the book.

He is like reading a long story from God's perspective.The plot of the story is not coherent, or in other words, because there is too much content, his power can only bear a certain amount of information, and even if he sees more things, he will be quickly forgotten.

Seran turned into a ray of wind, he couldn't see or touch his own existence, he could only watch an ancient era slowly unfolding in front of him.

The sky is a clear blue, and the sun has never been so close to the earth. The radiant light makes people dare not look directly at it, but it is strange that it will not burn the pupils.In the magnificent building suspended above the clouds, a group of people are gathering there.

Seran tried to get close to them, and then realized that it was probably not a "person", but... "Gods!!?" He widened his eyes and exclaimed, thanks to the fact that he has no body now, otherwise he might be shocked fall.However, he immediately thought that this was a "story" and that he hadn't seen a real god, so the emotional ups and downs that were on the verge of bursting finally slowed down.

The gods here did not notice him.

The gods are surrounding a glowing white sphere, raising their hands to exert power on it.Seran could only see the appearances of some lower gods. As for those who stood high or even at the very top, he could only see the outlines of blurred halos, and his eyes felt very stinging when he glanced at them.

Seran hurriedly looked away, and at the same time, countless voices rang in his ears, he managed to catch a few of them, and listened with bated breath——

"All sentient beings know—"

"I gave him the temperament of a leader, the wisdom he was born with, and the martial arts that are unparalleled in the world."

"I bestow upon him the aura to occasionally see the future."

Those majestic or gentle, indifferent or enthusiastic voices sounded one by one, as if announcing established laws.

"...He should have a heart of benevolence. He should be holy forever. He should have compassion for the weak, respect for the warriors, and empathy for the victims. Even the death of a plant makes him sigh."

"..."

As the gods said every word, the ball of light shone once, and finally, the gods all over the sky gave him a glorious appearance.

The ball of light slowly elongated until it completely transformed into a human form.The person born from it wore a robe worn by the priests of the Age of Gods, revealing a familiar face Seran had only seen not long ago.

"...!?" Seran seemed to understand what he saw now. This might be the process of the birth of the legendary hero.

"Your name is Gamma." All the gods said in unison, "The Kingdom of God is still under construction, and the abyss and Hades have not yet answered. You should shelter the creatures on the earth before a new order is established. There is a place in the east where a large number of human beings gather. tribe, you go there and begin your mission."

The newborn soul blinked, and after a few seconds, the eyes faded and became profound and profound.

He bowed to the gods, neither humble nor overbearing, "Gamma takes orders."

But at this moment, Seran heard another voice—that voice was exactly the same as Gamma's, but what he said was a bit like a narration.

[In the first second of my birth, I heard the mission given to me by the gods. ]

[In the second second of my birth, I saw my future because of the "consensus for foreseeing the future" given to me by the gods. ]

[My home is not here. ]

Following this sentence, the scene in front of Seran's eyes changed suddenly.

He came to the abyss No.1 Sixth Palace 60 years ago, and he saw a man with long hair hanging down building a huge palace brick by brick.

I don't know if it is because of the "book", Seran is inexplicably aware of Gamma's state at this time - the long-term non-stop work has caused the body created by God to begin to overdraw, causing this man to bleed suddenly or have hallucinations.

And yet the man still works, painstakingly, perseveringly, as if indefatigable.

Finally, on the day when the prototype of the Tribunal of the Gods was initially built, a person appeared.

"It's really surprising. You have clearly passed all the other palaces, and the power you have obtained is enough to complete your mission. Will the puppet made by God sometimes make mistakes in judgment?"

The man lying on the side of the throne for a while due to lack of strength suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the person coming, with a thread of blood overflowing from his lips due to his overly fluctuating emotions.

Seran also followed the familiar voice and saw his little majesty!

The young god wearing a scarlet cloak stepped barefoot on the white jade bricks. His face was not the arrogance Seran was familiar with, but a crueler indifference and banter.

The god looked down at the embarrassed man, "The puppet made by God's Domain, tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"...72."

The man seemed to say a number in a low voice, and the god raised his eyebrows, "What?"

The wise man smiled lightly, panting lightly due to the stagnation in his chest, "No.70 Ninomiya, the king of the blue side who is hostile to me is you, right?"

The god seemed a little surprised, but still replied, "So what, my game field, I can do whatever I want." After finishing speaking, he said, "So during the offensive and defensive battle, you killed your own king and usurped the throne. And then surrendering to me with your troops, is it not a coincidence?"

Seran: There is still this kind of operation! ?

"I can't beat you, luckily the rules don't require me to beat you."

The gods were noncommittal, "Those levels after that."

"I know, you have been in it for the next level."

The rare breaker aroused the interest of the gods, and after confirming that he had the value of pleasing the gods, the gods who had been watching indifferently outside the small garden came to the game field in person. There are 99 levels, and the young gods will always appear in front of him in different postures.

"And I recognized you." The wise man asked honestly, as if completely unaware of the faint deterrence coming from the god, "Did I please you well?"

The young god sneered, "If you really wanted to please me, you shouldn't have let me know about it." If I had known that this guy had seen his identity early on, why would he let it go when he was an opponent!I thought it was an interesting toy, but it turned out to be a sightless one.

Seemingly seeing the god's turn to leave, the wise man quickly went up and grabbed the corner of the other's clothes.At that moment, even Seran from God's perspective could sense a terrifying crisis, especially when the god turned his head to look, he almost thought that the other party saw him!

At this time, the wise man said softly: "Among the countless futures I have seen, only this future, I can catch you." The other party pulled away without hesitation and left.

"...You are the most daring human being I have ever seen, maybe you are not human at all?" The god looked at the other party expressionlessly, and the wise man did not show any hurt or dejected expression, so he looked away rather bored, " Forget it, I keep my word, you have passed this level. There are a total of 99 levels, and you are the first person to pass them all, so tell me, what do you want. "

The wise man answered kindly: "Please let me be yours."

Seran: ...! ! !

When did you have this idea?This question doesn't really make sense.The puppet created by God has always been empty. His world only has mission and relief. Humans like the way the gods want him to appear, but that is not himself.

And now there is such a proud and powerful god, they have gone through levels from one to 72 together-becoming enemies and companions.

If the other party acts rashly, they will be evenly matched.If the other party's bad taste comes up, he will suppress him and bully him unilaterally—the absolutely holy son of God, even if he fails, he must implement the hero's perseverance and backbone, but I don't know when he has been silent suffer, and feel no anger at all.

This is an existence that is equal to or even surpasses the gods who created him. Only this person can easily tear his illusion and see his inside at a glance.

Probably since then, everything has been different.

"Did I say before that you are a guy who doesn't even know what you want, and thinks you have no desires? Those gods probably want you to be such an existence, they don't want you to have a self. The Demon God suddenly laughed, "But now, do you know what you look like now?"

The wise man also looked up at him, "What?"

The god's cold hand fell on his lips at some point, and the dark red blood stain was slowly wiped away, making the puppet's pale lips extremely radiant.

The god narrowed his eyes viciously, "Wanting is written all over his face. The hero bestowed by the gods has also fallen. Doesn't it sound painful?"

"Yes, I am disqualified." The wise man sighed softly, seemingly relieved, but let out a trembling breath when the gods grinded his wounds, "but please don't forgive me, exile me in your world, and live forever .”

The god suddenly laughed happily, "The gods gave you gifts at the beginning, so let me make up for mine now."

The puppet made by God had already lay down on the throne at some point, and he looked at the god in front of him with distracted eyes.The corner of the other party's lips curled up evilly, and the originally small figure slowly elongated, as if it was changing into another posture.

Seran's eyes widened in disbelief in the void, but before he could see the specific situation clearly, a sudden force pulled him out of this world.

At the last moment, Seran heard the god say: "I give you, desire."

The author has something to say: the latter is to conclude a contract with the gods, so that it is convenient to go to the underworld to find people, nothing else, but the specific style of painting can be imagined by yourself.

By the way, the unicorn carried Hessing all the way in this chapter, but he could only listen to Hessing chatting with Gamma——Unicorn: I should be under the car :)