Pharaoh

The young man whose cheeks were mostly swollen and purple-blue after suffering a severe blow curled up in the corner, holding his head in his hands as if he was being beaten by others, so his thin and thin body showed a sense of cowardice.

He curled up on the ground, motionless.

Under his feet, the schoolbag that had been pulled open lay on the ground, and the books inside were scattered all over the floor.

The big, dark-skinned hand that had punched him hard just passed by him, picked up the half of the wallet exposed in the schoolbag that was thrown out by him just now, and opened it to collect all the coins inside. Pulled out.

The tall college student who unceremoniously took away all the coins looked contemptuously at the young man who was huddled in a corner by himself, let out a disdainful hum from his throat, threw his empty wallet on the ground, turned around and left.

Several other tall male students who were standing not far away laughed and greeted them, took out a few coins from the pile of money, and dispersed in a hurry.

No one ever looked at the hapless guy whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen by them.

They always do this, and when they have no money, they just go to this kid to get it.

Anyway, this cowardly little dwarf who let them bully him without any resistance didn't even have the guts to sue the teacher.

The students who passed by avoided this place one after another, turning a blind eye to this bullying blackmail case.

Perhaps this farce that would appear every two days has made them too tired to take a second look.

And the young man who was also accustomed to this matter just lowered his head. He silently packed up the books scattered all over the floor, picked up his empty wallet, picked up his schoolbag again and walked towards the classroom.

……

The desks, which had been at the forefront due to the height of their owners, were dragged into the back corners of the classroom, and littered with rubbish both inside and on them.

On one side of the wooden desk, who knows who wrote the most insulting words such as "waste" and "die" with a color pen.

The skinny boy stood in front of his desk, his fingers trembling as he grabbed the strap of his schoolbag on his shoulder.

The other students in the classroom stood far away from him, laughing lowly.

The tyrant in the classroom sat on his desk proudly boasting about his achievements, and from time to time issued provocative declarations to the boy who was bullied by him.

...As usual, he didn't get any response from the boy who lowered his head.

The boy who had no intention of resisting silently cleaned up his desk as usual and moved it back.

The teacher who came in to start the class frowned and glanced over. On the side of the table that had been wiped clean, the bright red word 'waste' was dazzling.

……

When the school bell rang, the boy walked out of the school gate alone.

Students of his age passed him in groups of three and four, talking and laughing and shouting past him.

The young man raised his head slightly and kept his head down, peeking at the groups of laughing students, envy appeared in his light purple eyes.

Seeing a classmate running past him, he opened his mouth and tried to call the other person's name.

But until the back of the other party disappeared into the street at the corner, the sentence stuck in his throat still didn't make a sound.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head sadly again.

……

In the middle of the night, the city was silent.

The light was still on in a small room, and the boy was sitting at the table, with bruises still remaining on his face.

The semi-finished building blocks on the table are shining.

If I can spell this talisman that my grandfather gave me, if I can really fulfill my wish...

[Please give me a friend, a friend who can be with me all the time. 】

The boy who couldn't get friends by himself prayed to God with all his heart.

……

The ancient Egyptian god sat on a huge stone seat in the appearance of a black-haired boy, with his right elbow resting on the wide stone handrail on the right side of his body.

His white fingers propped up his slightly sided right cheek, and his pupils, which were as lacquered as dots of ink, stared at the host on his left.

He quietly listened to his host's sudden words that were completely opposite to his previous question, with a faint look of impatience in his eyes.

The Egyptian prince, who has no so-called awe and fear of the ancient Egyptian gods, is sitting unceremoniously on the left side of the huge stone seat. , and the dangling leg occasionally swings without the majestic image of the Egyptian royal family.

He was talking about the story of the boy in front of him, as if he was talking about an interesting topic, and he smiled happily on that cute face that was immature and without royal majesty.

Just before the ancient Egyptian god was about to run out of patience to interrupt him, he stopped voluntarily.

"how do you feel?"

The king of Egypt smiled happily and turned his head to ask the Egyptian god sitting beside him for advice.

Obelisk frowned at his host, not understanding why when he asked that sharp question, his host avoided answering and instead spoke such a bunch of nonsense.

"Host."

He frowned and said, "It's no use running away."

He looked directly at his host with sharp eyes, demanding his host to answer the question he had just asked about the choice.

"how do you feel?"

His host stared at him with a pair of violet-toned pupils, still refusing to answer his troublesome question, but stubbornly asking for his answer, with a spirit of swearing that he would never achieve his goal.

"Would you like him?"

The ancient Egyptian god and his host looked at each other for a while, then finally sighed and looked away.

"The host." The black-haired boy replied, "Every moment, there are countless people on the earth praying to God."

He said, "It is impossible for us to answer the prayers of all the people of Egypt, but miracles will still happen selectively."

The desires and desires of human beings are endless, and they will pray to the gods all the time.

However, not all the Egyptians could be favored by the Egyptian gods, and the gods usually chose people who were in their favor to perform miracles.

Obelisk put down his right hand supporting his side cheek, and sat upright with a slightly slanted body.

He said, "The human being you just mentioned will never be favored by us."

Cowards who blindly pray to the gods but dare not even take a small step will never get the favor of any gods.

God's eyes will never fall on the weak, but only on the brave.

God will only favor the strong who have strong obsessions and never give up hope.

"But you chose me."

The young Wangdi said so, looking at Obelisk with a subtle look in his eyes.

Obelisk shook his head and replied: "Host, I choose you and take care of you precisely because you are different from that human being."

His host is the strong one he chooses.

And the human being mentioned by the host is a weak person who will eventually be abandoned by the world.

"Different?" The Egyptian prince smiled at the Egyptian god who looked after him, "Am I different from that person?"

After a slight pause, he seemed a little distressed, but soon repeated his words clearly again.

"Do you think I'm different from that guy? Not the same?"

For the host's repeated and persistent questioning, the ancient gods became displeased.

The pitch-black pupils stared at his host impatiently, and Obelisk nodded bluntly in reply.

Seeing Obelisk's answer, the young prince fell silent for a while.

Then, he spoke again.

"Do you think me and that person are two completely different people?"

"..."

The ancient god, who was already impatient with repeating the answers to questions with his host, frowned and looked at his host with extremely displeased eyes.

But the Egyptian prince who was watching by him laughed again.

"It seems that you don't like that person very much."

He raised his hand and scratched his cheek. Although he was smiling, he was obviously embarrassed.

"Indeed, the character of 'him' is really troublesome, and it's no wonder that you all don't like 'him'. After all, even the current me can't like him."

He sighed helplessly, "I seem to have a little understanding of my other thoughts."

"What are you trying to say, host?"

The white fingers of the black-haired boy raised and grabbed the clothes on his host's chest, and with a little force, he forcibly pulled the other's upper body off.

The piercing gaze and raised brow belied the exhausted patience of the ancient Egyptian god.

"Why do you blindly talk about him left and right, but avoid answering my questions?"

At the moment when Obelisk abruptly dragged his upper body down, You Jiji quickly pressed down on the huge back of the stone seat to maintain his balance, and he didn't fall onto the opponent.

He smiled at the other party hey.

"I've been answering your questions all the time."

The king of Egypt replied, "The person I mentioned just now is completely different from me...the person you don't like at all...the person I don't even like now...he is not at all like me. People who look like..."

Looking at Obelisk, who was still pulling his clothes unceremoniously with an impatient expression, Yugi let out a heavy breath with a wry smile.

"Obelisk, that person is 'I'."

Game said with a wry smile.

"I'm used to bullying and scolding by others, and I'm so cowardly that I don't dare to resist at all. Because I'm short, I can't study well, and I can't do anything well, so I have low self-esteem, so I am always disliked by others..."

At that time, as someone who was bullied by everyone in school, he always just swallowed his anger and didn't dare to resist at all, but only hoped that those who bullied him would find their conscience and take the initiative to let him go.

Some people may indeed take pleasure in bullying others, but there are also many people who don't like his always submissive and useless appearance, so they also treat him badly.

At that time, he didn't have any friends because he didn't dare to associate with others.

But even if he hated being alone, no matter how much he wanted friends, he wouldn't take the initiative to do it... No, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to find friends.

At that time, he was too low self-esteem, so he was worried that he would be rejected, ridiculed, afraid that he would be hurt, so he didn't even dare to take that step out of the shadows, he could only immerse himself in the world of games and toys to find himself dignity.

At that time, he just blindly shrank in his own world, praying to the gods who didn't know whether they existed in the world to give him a friend... He regarded 'friend' as something that could be obtained only by praying.

Even, he gave the future and the things he prayed for to an unrealistic idea that 'the golden building blocks that have been put together can realize my wish'.

"That's the old 'me'..."

The hand that was holding the clothes on Yu Yu's chest was released at some point, and Obelisk stared at his host with dark pupils, showing a puzzled expression.

"that is you?"

He seemed to be completely unable to understand at this moment why the human being whom he considered waste in the mouth of his host was the same person as the host in front of him.

Facing Obelisk's puzzled gaze, You Xi chuckled, but the embarrassment in that smile became more and more obvious.

"It doesn't sound like me, does it?"

The game honestly tells the point of Obelisk's confusion.

"It's unbelievable even now when I look back on it myself."

Because his chest was no longer being pulled, he sat up straight again and sighed heavily.

"Looking back at the old me now, I feel stupid, so I said, don't talk about you, even I don't like the way I used to be."

But the cowardly boy who was once branded as "trash" has become the game king that everyone is looking forward to in the future.

The soul of the Pharaoh 3000 years ago, who was sealed in the golden building blocks, suddenly broke into his self-enclosed small world.

His future changed as a result.

"Obelisk."

The violet-hued pupils of the Egyptian prince stared directly at the ancient Egyptian god beside him.

"I won't deny my stupidity and cowardice."

"Perhaps the me in the past and the me in the present stand in front of you at the same time, and you will feel that we are two completely different people."

"But I'm never going to deny my past because of our huge differences—"

He thus came to the final conclusion.

"The me in the past is also me."

He answered in this way, cleanly and decisively.

He was once a timid boy, but he was also the undefeated game king who was once highly anticipated.

He was once regarded as a weak brother who lacked the toughness of the Egyptian royal family, but he was also the savior of Egypt who was finally recognized by the Egyptian gods.

It was all him, there was no difference.

Then, the hand of the king of Egypt stretched out to Obelisk who bowed his head silently.

"And, what about you?"

He smiled at the once-forgotten Egyptian god.

"Obelisk, what about yourself?"

The young Wangdi looked at the face exactly like his own and questioned it.

"Are you Zok, the evil god... or Obelisk, the god of the earth?"

The black-haired boy who raised his head suddenly stopped breathing for an instant.

He stared at his host, as if in the depths of the dark pupils of the sweetest night, there was a strange and incomprehensible emotion.

His slender black eyelashes were half down, and the edge of the pupil seemed to flash a shallow arc in the eyelashes.

"I have been thinking about why the evil god was born."

He whispered, "In the rules of the world, everything is born to survive. Even if it is an evil god, since he was born between heaven and earth, what he does should be to allow himself to exist forever."

"His presence will destroy Egypt."

"However, he is no different from us. Once Egypt disappears, he will also disappear."

"So, I have always wondered why the evil god would do such an illegal thing to make his own existence disappear."

Rather than talking to the host, Obelisk, who was talking to himself, looked up at his host's puzzled expression, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He thought for a while, and came up with a simple analogy,

"To put it simply, the evil god's act of destroying Egypt is like you humans pick up a dagger and pierce your own throat."

"The rules of the world are irreversible. It is the instinct of all creatures to survive. I don't believe that evil gods will self-destruct..."

The God of the Earth paused slightly after saying this, and he frowned tightly.

"So I thought... maybe... everything the evil god did would not have led to the destruction of Egypt."

When Egypt is destroyed, the evil god will also cease to exist.

And since the evil god exists as a living being, it is impossible for him to do something to erase his own existence.

Just like humans don't stab their swords in their chests.

Well, since that's the case...

Perhaps the destruction of Egypt was not caused by evil gods, but a coincidence of various factors of destruction that finally led Egypt to the road of destruction.

Perhaps the evil god is also an existence that is bound to be born naturally from the rules between heaven and earth.

Perhaps he, Ra, and Osiris decided that the evil gods were beings that twisted and must be destroyed was a mistake in the first place.

"I am the God of Earth and Fusion, and my existence is to balance darkness and light."

He had been thinking about it in the millennia of regret that had followed the destruction of Egypt.

Then, at the moment when he was completely reduced to an evil god and woke up from the light of the creator god of light, Herakdi, who embraced all things in the world, he finally understood.

"The evil god was born from the evil consciousness of human beings, and it is the fusion of evil."

"Is it possible to think that the evil god is actually a collection formed by the worship of evil by human beings... In other words, he was born with the expansion of human consciousness of evil..."

The tone of the ancient god who was once forgotten by the Egyptians suddenly paused at the end like a final word.

"...the new god of Egypt!"

Cthulhu, a new Egyptian god born from the restless and restless hearts of human beings.

Unlike the gods like Obelisk and Ra born from the remaining power of Hel Akti, the creator god of light, the evil gods are gods born from the power of human belief and desire.

It was precisely because of this that Obelisk and the others regarded him as a different kind.

The evil god does not exist to destroy the Egypt that gave him birth.

His coming made the people of Egypt aware of the existence of evil thoughts deep in the human heart, and faced the horror of evil thoughts.

Every time he set off dark and terrifying years, he used death and blood as a lesson, so that human beings can learn to suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts and expel negative forces.

The awakening of the evil god will cause mankind to suffer the most tragic cleansing.

If the positive power of human beings is strong, he will fall into a deep sleep; if human beings are going evil, he will wake up and bring down dark and bloody punishments—until human beings wake up from the blood and regain control of the positive power, making him fall into a deep sleep again.

The evil god will plunge Egypt into war and darkness.

But that is not going to destruction, but breaking and then standing, rebirth from the ashes!

If I wanted to explain it in simple words, it would be——

The existence of evil gods is like a trial of human evil forces.

He is like a sharp sword hanging high above the heads of human beings, always alerting the world to vigilance against evil thoughts.

When the evil thoughts of the world's ignorance towards darkness exceed the positive power, the sword will be cut down heavily, proclaiming with blood and death that human beings have lost their way.

"The essence of the evil god is actually very similar to mine."

"Just as I exist to balance the natural light and darkness between heaven and earth, the evil gods exist to balance the positive and negative forces of the human mind."

"He is called the evil god just because the balancing method he uses is too dark and bloody compared to me."

The former god of the earth in Egypt, also the evil god, closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

As a newly born god, the evil god was seriously injured by the joint attack of him, Ra and Osiris before his mind was fully formed.

Afterwards, he went his own way and violated the rules of heaven and earth to forcefully devour it, making it impossible for new gods to be born in the end.

Perhaps it was not long ago that he finally understood that the moment he started devouring the evil god, the rules of the world had already punished him.

He was sealed with the power of the God of the Earth and forced to perform his duties in place of the evil god.

He will surely become an evil god.

【……And you? 】

[You are an evil god, or the god of the earth. 】

"I am Obelisk, God of the Earth."

The question posed by the ancient Egyptian god to his host who opened his eyes finally got the final answer at this moment.

The black-haired boy sat on a huge stone seat, his dark pupils looked straight ahead as if they had sucked out the brilliance between heaven and earth.

"It's also the evil god Zoke."

When the positive power possessed by human beings occupies an absolute position, he is Obelisk, the god of the earth who protects the land of Egypt.

When human beings were filled with evil thoughts and fell into degeneration, he was the evil god Zok who brought blood, rain, weeping and suffering to the land of Egypt.

Both are him, there is no difference.

"Then so do I."

Watching Obelisk, the god of the earth and also the evil god, the king brother of Egypt also gave the answer to the sharp question he once avoided answering.

"Whether it's the pharaohs of the past or the pharaohs of the future..."

"Whether it's another me, or Brother Wang..."

"Maybe to many of you, they are so different that they seem like two completely different people."

The excessive difference between Brother Wang and the other him even made him confused and confused for a time.

However, the more I experience with those two people, the more undeniable the game is. Under the seemingly different appearance, there is a completely consistent innate nature of the young king.

Moreover, like Atum, isn't there a huge difference between the past self and the present self in the eyes of others?

But no matter how big the difference is...

He could never deny that his 'past self' was not his 'self'.

So, the same goes for Atum.

The boy with violet pupils showed the brightest smile as ever on his childish face that had remained unchanged until now.

"In my opinion, they're both Atum, there's no difference," he said.

Atum is the pharaoh.

He is the only known pharaoh of Egypt.

His most important person.

Whether it is past, present, or future.

……

"That's it."

The black-haired boy looked at the game with the same face as the game, and sighed lowly.

The faces of the Egyptian gods did not seem to be unhappy about being fooled, but showed such expressions.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing still can't fool you, and it can't make you confused or panic."

He snorted in a low voice, his tone was not so much angry, but more like the frustration of bullying others but failing to succeed.

"It should be said that it is my choice of host..."

"what?"

The Egyptian prince, who could not understand the meaning of Obelisk's words at all, looked at him in bewilderment.

But Obelisk was too lazy to look at him, and leaned back lazily, half lying on the large stone seat.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and continued to speak those incomprehensible words.

"You have a very keen sense, knowing that 'a pharaoh is a pharaoh.'"

"What did you say? I didn't understand very well."

In some respects, he was so dull that he broke through the bottom line, and at this moment, he was completely unable to turn the corner. The young Wangdi rubbed his head in distress.

And Obelisk, whose eyes were half closed, moved his black and slender eyelashes slightly, and glanced at him, showing a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

"If you are like this, you are not much worse than that Pharaoh, and you won't lose too much in a fight. I can sleep peacefully."

"what?"

The king of Egypt, who wanted to continue asking questions, suddenly paused when he heard this sentence, and immediately showed a embarrassed expression on his face.

"I fought with Atum?" He shook his head vigorously and said, "Don't be kidding, how could I beat it?"

"I said—"

The God of the Earth frowned dissatisfied with his host's unpromising speech, "As the host I have chosen, don't belittle yourself!"

"Eh...Even if you say that, there is no way I can win Atum."

Not to mention that it is impossible for him to fight Atum at all.

Even if we take a step back and say that there is a real fight, if Atum, whose power is so terrifying that he is no longer considered human, really stands in front of him——

……

The Egyptian prince hugged his head with an extremely terrifying image in his mind.

No, no matter what Obelisk said, defeating Atum by force would be an ultimate fantasy that would never come true.

He is not the evil god he was back then.

What's more, according to another one of him, Atum, who has inherited the power of Osiris and Ra, can completely single out the evil god.

Obelisk frowned at his host.

He really couldn't understand whether the host he chose was smart or stupid.

If it is stupid, but how can a stupid person save Egypt's fate and even realize his true identity as the god of the earth and be keenly aware of such things as 'the pharaoh is the pharaoh'?

If it is smart, now what he wants to give to the host is clearly and straightforwardly placed in front of him, and the host still can't see what he wants to do.

He made it so clear—the ones who can stand up to Ra or the successor of Osiris can only be people with the same status——this is almost a naked statement, right?

Obelisk thought so helplessly and shook his head.

He said: "The reason why the Pharaoh is powerful is because he was chosen by Ra and Osiris as his successor and inherited their power. Since they both chose their successor, why can't I do the same thing?"

"Oh? Then who do you want to choose?"

The Egyptian brother, who changed the subject of Obelisk and no longer forced the Egyptian royal infighting, heaved a sigh of relief, but he obviously didn't have much interest in this matter, he just asked casually, but secretly thought about whether to Seth introduced it.

After all, being the successor of Obelisk is more advanced than being a lower-level god working under Osiris.

Obelisk exhaled heavily again, and stood up without saying a word.

Finally impatient to continue talking nonsense with his host who was extremely dull in certain aspects, the young man with jet-black soft hair simply raised his hand, and pointed his finger with almost transparent white skin on Yuyu's forehead.

His dark pupils of the sweetest dark night seemed to glow unblinkingly at his host—

"I recognize you as my successor."

The voice of the Egyptian god of the earth seemed to vibrate in the entire hall for an instant.

His white fingers rested squarely on his host's forehead.

The moment he opened his mouth, the imprint of the Talisman of Life on the chest of the Egyptian prince disappeared without a trace.

"I bestow upon you the rank of the gods of Egypt, second only to me."

The sound that spread like a wave vibrated and spread through the hall layer by layer, and even the entire hall seemed to vibrate.

The imprint of the Talisman of Life suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Egyptian prince pointed at by Obelisk's finger, shining a shallow pure golden light.

"You will inherit our will and protect Egypt."

The moment the ancient Egyptian god's last words fell, an invisible air flow suddenly swayed from between his fingertips and the life talisman on the forehead of the heir he recognized, oscillating in all directions and driving a wave The whirlwind of the huge air current lifted the soft white tulle in the entire huge hall and flew wildly——

【In the name of Obelis, God of the Earth—】

【In the name of the evil god Zoke—】

[Recognize you as my successor, the balance and guardian of the land of Egypt. 】

Everything has been settled.

The Egyptian prince who finally came to his senses touched his forehead in astonishment.

The light runes of the Talisman of Life flashed on the white forehead, just like the dark gold Eye of Horus runes flashed on the forehead of the Pharaoh of Egypt.

That is the proof of being a son of Egypt favored by the gods.

Then, the runes of light disappeared under the skin.

"I..." Yuyu rubbed his forehead in surprise and looked at Obelisk with a wry smile, "Is this really alright?"

For some reason, he always had the feeling of being abducted.

"Although I am about to fall asleep, there will be a day when I will wake up."

Obelisk glanced at him and replied, "It's very troublesome to change the host. As long as you don't die, I don't have to do the troublesome thing of finding the host again."

"Although you are right to say that... But, I am not used to suddenly becoming a god like this... But I seem to be the same as before."

Yu Yu looked at his hands and feet, but he didn't notice anything like multiple wings and multiple eyes.

"You don't need to do anything, as long as it is the same as before. If you have to say something different, it is that you who already have the god position will become the same as the pharaoh, immortal, and will always maintain the current appearance."

"Huh? That means I can no longer grow taller?!"

"..."

For the meaning expressed in Obelisk's understatement, the Egyptian king immediately reacted violently.

But Obelisk could only remain silent.

Finally realizing that he had said something thoughtless in a moment of excitement, Yugi shut his mouth embarrassingly under Obelisk's cold, sharp eyes that could almost kill people.

Obelisk withdrew his sharp gaze, half-covered his eyes with his slender eyelashes, and opened his mouth again.

"Compared to the pharaoh who only has half the gods of Ra and Osiris at most, you, as my host and successor, have been given a complete god by me."

The black-haired boy narrowed his pitch-black pupils dangerously, and his tone became more and more cold.

"Listen, those two half-baked pharaohs are nothing to you."

"Unless the two pharaohs choose to merge with each other to obtain a complete god position, they are eligible to stand on the same level as you, but this kind of thing is impossible in a short time."

He said with a sneer, "So, remember, you are the most honorable human being on the land of Egypt now! Pharaoh also stands aside!"

"Although you say so..."

The king of Egypt, who suddenly jumped from the status of being under the two of them to being above the crowd, felt that this kind of thing was too unrealistic.

Not to mention the other person who treats him tenderly but is actually a proud existence who is unwilling to be inferior to others, just Brother Wang... that will definitely severely suppress his behavior of attempting to surpass his status!

What's more, he is not a competitive person by nature, no matter how provocative Obelisk is, he has no intention of competing with Atum to see who is the most honorable.

Looking at Obelisk's dangerously narrowed eyes, Yugi wisely chose to change the subject.

"But you are right. According to the current situation, it is absolutely impossible for Brother Wang and the other me to agree to merge with each other."

Thinking of the gunpowder atmosphere when the two Atums met, they would almost explode at the touch of a sword, even if they were told that they could have a complete god position as long as they merged, they would definitely not do it, would they?

Youyou was so tangled in his thoughts, he couldn't help asking, "Then they've always been like this?"

"I said 'Pharaoh is Pharaoh,' and you said 'they are one'."

Obelisk replied, "Now their huge differences make it impossible for them to recognize each other as the same person, let alone merge into one person."

"In the eyes of our gods who have infinite years, the so-called huge difference between them is just the difference between your childhood and your growth period."

To put it simply, the so-called personality differences between the past Pharaohs and the future Pharaohs are, in the final analysis, nothing more than the difference between the personalities of a human being when he was ten years old and when he was 15 years old.

Regardless of whether it is a ten-year-old human being or a 15-year-old human being, when they both grow up to be 50 years old, their thinking and personality will still be completely the same.

Because it is still the same soul after all.

"The pharaoh who inherited half of the god position also has infinite years, so, as the long years go by, the two pharaohs will infinitely approach each other in terms of personality and thinking, until they completely overlap—— "

"When they have experienced a long time at the same time...the long years that are enough to reduce the influence of the hundreds of years that caused their personality differences to insignificant..."

The so-called 300 years that lead to their personality differences may seem very long to humans, but if it is put into the vast ocean of thousands of years, it is not worth mentioning.

就如同前面举例的那个人类，十岁经过40年变成50岁，15岁经过40年变成55岁——而明显一个人的50岁和55岁之间性格的差异一定会比十岁和15岁之间的性格差异要小上许多。

And so on, the longer the time, the smaller the difference.

"When they have both experienced a long period of time and are mature enough, they are the same soul and the same person, and they are infinitely similar to each other like shadows in their behavior and thinking."

"At that time, they will realize that there is absolutely no need for two identical individuals to exist at the same time, and they will choose to merge voluntarily."

"Of course, this process takes an extremely long time, hundreds of years is not enough, maybe thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years."

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