The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

I have suspected many times that this is the world after death. Now it seems that this world No. 23971 is indeed linked to my imagination, but its connotation is completely different.

Because none of us are human beings, at best we can only call it personality, the personality, age and hobbies are set by the program, and then we play the assigned role in world 23971, living in the game world like a real person.

We have minds but no souls.

Although we are conscious, we do not have a body.

Why would real-world humans (ironically, I considered myself a human not so long ago) do this?I think, to outsiders, our duplicate personalities from their relatives and friends are equivalent to giving them a consolation.

Probably similar to the name on the coffin or the wreath on the tombstone, or those yellowed portraits in the album.

It's just that compared with those real things, we have falsely "lived".

It's so ironic... so ironic that I hated Gloris and Roy's mirror images so much, I hated unreal fakes so much, and then...

—I am a fake myself.

"Hehe." I smiled and left the deserted room.

In the end, I broke through all the checkpoints and came to the end of the sanctuary. This place is exactly the same as the creation. I can hear many footsteps coming towards me.

The turbulent light attribute energy surrounded me, as if trying to execute a judgment on me, and then bring down the punishment of the gods.

"Quaid, do you know your mistake?"

——A voice that couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman questioned me.

"I'm Alsis now, not Quaid."

I raised my head and shouted in all directions.

"Quaid's karma is entwined with you, and you can only wash away the sins of your previous life by preventing the impending turmoil in the mainland."

There was no ups and downs in the voice, no emotion could be heard, it was just a cold statement.

"I'll do it myself. I just want to know when you can let us go back."

"Defeat me, and you can go back."

As soon as the words fell, a huge god statue rose from the clouds. It had twelve heads, thirty-six hands, and a big bloody mouth on its chest.

Just looking at the head and hands, this statue still has some divinity, but that mouth...

After the statue was raised, there was no other movement for a while, as if I didn't attack it, it would stay like this forever.

"As you can see, even the gods of this world have been polluted by the power of shadow."

A man stepped out from under the statue. He had long silver hair and was wearing the uniform of a priest.

It's Christine.

"You're here too?" I frowned.

Christine walked towards me slowly with a long pestle: "Kane and the others are still trapped in the Holy Light Tower, let's defeat it together before saving them."

"Can I trust you?" I looked into Kristen's eyes.

"Your name is Qin Zhou, right?"

It is unbelievable that Christine actually learned my real name, does that mean that the Creator also...

"Don't look so ugly on your face, the Creator doesn't know." Christine stopped in front of me, pulled down his collar, revealing a part of his neck, "Look at what this is."

A series of characters are printed on Christine's neck: fzc201912070218.

I opened my eyes in shock: "This is..."

"you also have."

Christine pointed to the back of my left hand.

I raised my left hand and saw that "fzc201909251107" was indeed printed on it.

I was shocked: "What's going on?"

Christine let go of the hand holding the collar and said: "Everyone who passes through the wasteland will be code-named with their own personality. This is the 'keyhole' that your mother and I buried in the secret area of ​​the Odin Temple." one."

"'Keyhole'? Corresponds to my key?"

"Yes, the first string of dates after fzc is the date when the duplicate personality came to this world, and the second is the birthday of the owner of the duplicate personality. This is the account number and the password. There is such a password hidden on all the characters here. At present, the authority of the creator is not enough to not see this string of codes." Christine explained.

But I still have a lot of things I don't understand.

"Why do you know this? You said that you and my mother buried the 'keyhole'. Aren't you a character created by the Creator? Why do you have this code?"

Christine seemed to have known that I would ask this question a long time ago, and he smiled happily: "Of course the new Christine was created by the Creator, but the former Christine was not. Now I am the former Christine."

"I'm confused."

"I entered here after the Creator. It was to regain authority that I created my own duplicate personality in world 23971 as a living person. I became Christine and buried with your mother in all parts of the world." keyhole', but the Creator quickly discovered us and took most of the control over my character."

Is that why I can't see the memories of Christine's life?Because he is not alive at all.

"Under the conspiracy of the Creator, the memory of this personality has been washed away in repeated cycles, and the real consciousness of me has fallen asleep, replaced by the puppet used by the Creator to monitor and promote."

Hearing this, I asked: "Then it was you who first met Quaid, not a puppet of the Creator?"

Christine asked back: "Which original do you mean?"

That's right, Quaid once peeked at the Holy Light Tower in the sky, and Christine's original is not Quaid's original.

I thought for a while and replied: "The one in the Holy Light Tower is you."

"correct."

Christine showed a relieved smile: "In order to have a chance to get in touch with you, we calculated you, you won't blame us?"

to blame?Probably not, I just feel a deep sense of powerlessness and ridicule.

What I thought was true was not necessarily true, and what I thought was false was not false.

What can I say?

Quaid was the only one who was alone from beginning to end.

Christine didn't seem to notice my strangeness, and continued: "The science of the real world will become magic when it arrives here. In the same way, the magic here can have the power to change the situation when it is converted back. Therefore, my relationship with you Mother came to the conclusion that as long as you with the key use the will of the world to defeat the Creator, world 23971 will be freed and return to normal."

"Of course, I will do as you wish."

Since the established destiny cannot be changed, there is only obedience, enjoyment in obedience, and freedom in obedience.

Christine was naturally very satisfied with my answer, and he shook my hand: "It's very kind of you to think so."

The next moment, my level and skills returned to my body, and Christine and I smiled at each other, facing the huge deformed statue among the clouds together.

All the forces related to darkness in this world can't beat the power of shadows, so this statue is naturally the same, but when I confront the statue, I must continue to inject light elements into my body to suppress the evil power properly, so as to prevent me This demon turned into a demon king.

It was the first time in this week that I handed over my back to Christine, but I was inexplicably relieved, maybe this also came from the instinct of my previous life.

Even fake friendships can blossom into real ones, I prefer to believe so.

……

After defeating God, I saw a memory of world 23971.

For two weeks, the Creator is currently under the control of countless guides, leading the world to become dark by luring the characters to death and defeat. As long as all the cloned personalities fall into a deep sleep, the Creator can get all the authority.

At this time, I with the "key" hidden in the program was implanted into this world.

The Creator hit my head with an idea. This is a shortcut to get all the permissions faster than the total personality sleep. As long as I fall alone, it can take out the key from the loose shackles.

It was also at that time that the Creator instigated some personalities and brainwashed them to make them agree with its claims. The first batch of agreeing personalities became coordinators, the second batch were high-level NPCs, and so on, and the personalities who disagreed Became a brave man and reincarnated Zhoumu Zhoumu.

The so-called detachment from human control by the Creator to seek the real freedom of the virtual characters is in this ulterior form, which is actually a fraud.

After reading the memory of the world, three light spots flew out of the cracked idol, they circled around me and merged into my consciousness.

They are the consciousness of Kane, Windsania and Deeter.

"Okay, we can go back to the traveler's town, I think, you should be surprised by what you see."

Christine adjusted his oversized hat and gave me instructions on what to do next.