frightfiction Chapter 301 The best person in the world
Chapter 301 The best person in the world
Chapter 301 The best person in the world
I sometimes have a strange dream.
Maybe not sometimes?is often?Although I really don't know the difference between the two words...
But... maybe it wasn't a dream?
However, when you are awake, you should not see those things, right?
A little draft from the vent made the wind chimes hanging in the room jingle.
It's supposed to be bad out there, right?
After all, what the adults say is indeed similar to what I saw in my dream.
But what I don't understand is why sometimes I see another strange scene.
It doesn't seem so bad there.
People also don't seem so crazy to attack those who have dedicated themselves to them.
Sheriff?
Yes, it should be called the Sheriff, right?
They seem to be doing a good job.
It's weird that in some scenes, they are friends, but sometimes, they are attacking each other.
I can't understand.
I don't know where exactly the problem is.
They said that being able to see these is my talent, but when I asked why I saw two completely different scenes, they just told me that one of them was illusory, and it was imagined by myself.
But why does something that looks better only exist in fantasy?
However, there is still a question, why is the world that looks better on the surface, but the people who are with me now do not end well?
I think the answer at that time should be like this...
"Because people's hearts are full of sin and filth, only through control and suppression can they come to a consensus.
"In another of your fantasies, those against us win, and they control everyone's minds, so we are losers, that is, sinners."
"Then...we can't let this happen."
I ask this because I know that the people who take care of me must be the best people in the world.
"Fortunately, this time, what you're worried about won't happen." He seemed confident.
"why?"
"Because they did it with you."
"I?"
I'm so lost, why can I do this?Can I make someone else think the same way?
"I don't know." He replied, "However, if you can see it, then at least it means that you are much better than us."
"But...why would I hurt you?"
I still can't understand, I believe that no matter what, it is impossible for me to hurt the person in front of me.
"Maybe it's because, in the alternate reality you saw, you thought they were right before I was able to get you out."
"So... is correctness something that can be changed?" I don't understand, if correctness can be changed at will, then what I believe now will become wrong one day?
"Hahaha." I remember him laughing at the time, "Of course, of course, correctness and justice have never really been defined, because the one who defines correctness and justice is always the strongest person."
"So, no matter what, as long as you become the strongest person, it will be fine?"
"of course."
"But..." I think this statement seems to be a bit problematic, but I can't tell where the problem is.
I remember thinking for a long time and finally figured out what the problem was.
"Then if one day I become stronger than you, and I feel that what you said is wrong, can I change what is right?"
He didn't answer, but I seemed to see a strange change in his scarlet face.
"Would you?" He asked me instead, "If ever, would you hurt me?"
"Of course not." I smiled happily, how could I hurt the best person in the world?
"That's enough." The strange expression on his face disappeared, showing the same expression as before, "We will stand on the top of the world together."
Honestly, I don't understand what is on top of the world, but, I believe we will always be together.
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"Your process has begun to deviate, hasn't it?" Faust read the last record, "It is impossible to beautify yourself for a long time, and neither can deception and lies for a long time. Obviously, she has begun to find out Some lies are not logically self-consistent, just relying on emotional cards, you can't control it forever."
"I know, I know!" Gritting his teeth, Red Skull walked around the room anxiously, "That's why I need you."
"She is a god, a real god." Faust looked very calm on the contrary, "If you want to use a god as a tool, even in mythology, most of the endings are destroyed by angry gods."
"Then what do you want me to do? Tell her that she can turn the whole world upside down just by thinking of her? And we are only worthy to be her slaves? Even think it is a great honor to be her slaves?" The Red Skull looked a little irritable, "Damn it, I shouldn't have woken it up from the very beginning!"
"With all due respect, if now..." Faust asked cautiously.
"It can't be done." Red Skull shook his head. "It's too late. She can even see the world without the Cosmic Cube. I don't dare to think about what will happen if we really think about her!"
Faust pursed his lips, propped his chin with one hand, and tapped lightly on the table with the other.
"I have to say, Red Skull, you really caused me a lot of trouble this time." He said, "The most terrible thing to deceive the gods is not the blasphemy of faith, but the anger of the gods. You want me to go Help you control something that just thinking about it can make me disappear from this world as if it never existed."
"Can you do it?" Red Skull stared into Faust's eyes.
"""No guarantee." Faust took a deep breath, but he suddenly laughed, "However, this kind of opportunity is too rare. I have spent my whole life studying people and their psychology. Studying their thoughts, their past, and their brains, I originally thought that my greatest achievement would be to tame people.
"However, who would have thought that now, I would have a chance to tame the gods. Could there be anything more exciting than this? Even if I failed, would I have any regrets?"
"Very good." Red Skull nodded, "Then. You can take over from here."
He paused, and added: "However, you should understand, don't try to make any small moves, I will stare at you."
(End of this chapter)