Deep Sea Embers

Now, the jump has reached its end - the long journey outside the border has finally ended, and the Lost Home has once again returned to the border of sea and fog.

But this is just a temporary stop during the entire journey. Duncan's goal is not to return to the boundless sea, but to go to the solidified doomsday hanging high in the sky.

With slight vibrations from all parts of the hull, the Lost Home left the jump state, the phantom of the New Hope quickly dissipated in the sky, and the countless invisible threads also retracted into the body of the puppet. The dense fog unique to the border sea area surged up from all directions almost instantly, surrounding the entire ship like a blazing welcomer - the Lost Home sailed into the sea in the dense fog, glided for a distance in the calm sea, and the hull gradually regained stability.

Alice blinked, and her eyes quickly regained their spirit. She looked up at Duncan who was standing beside her, and a smile soon broke out on her face: "Captain! We are back!"

"Yes, back to the boundless sea, I will be at the helm next time," Duncan nodded to the puppet with a smile, and walked to the dark steering wheel, "You can go and rest, or just watch from the side."

"Well, I'm not tired, I'll watch from the side!" Alice said happily, and then moved a large wooden barrel from the side, and really sat in a corner of the steering platform, supporting her chin with both hands and watching Duncan steer the wheel.

Duncan looked back at the puppet lady, smiled helplessly, and then held the dark steering wheel with both hands.

The dark green spirit fire burned between his fingers, spreading and flowing along the steering wheel in all directions, the deck and mast were ignited, and the translucent spirit sails were filled and fluttered in the invisible wind - the Lost Hometown burned brightly, just like the day in Duncan's memory, when he first held the steering wheel.

Then, Duncan closed his eyes—not paying attention to the boundless sea, nor to the eternal curtain. In his gradually closed perception, he only saw a slowly flickering, cold and false sunlight, outlining a bright light path in the darkness, pointing far ahead.

He heard a low roar from the depths of the Lost Homeland, heard the cables vibrating in the air, and heard the creaking in the cabin. These overlapping sounds were like continuous cheers, and in the cheers of the entire ship, he heard the weird, off-tune voice of the goat head.

It was a weird ballad, he had never heard of it, and he couldn't understand the lyrics with complex tones and strange pronunciations. It seemed to have crossed a distant time and space, and was transmitted from some distant ancient years. It was a hum that was used to please the gods, and it was not good at all.

But Duncan, with his eyes closed, seemed to "see" something in that weird and off-tune humming.

He saw bright sunshine, magnificent mountains and rivers, a huge tree rooted in the earth, and the Creator wandering in the dream was slowly walking out of the valley.

The creatures with nascent minds surrounded the tree. They decorated the place for the Creator to rest with colorful stones and furs, and happily played crude and primitive instruments, singing songs praising the breeze and sunshine in the morning and evening glow.

Now, after so many years, their Creator remembered this melody.

Then, the Lost Homeland began to slowly accelerate again - the goat head's out-of-tune humming became the last boat song on the voyage, and the huge ghost ship further faded away in the burning of the spirit fire, presenting a more thorough illusory texture than before.

The flames rose and rose again until the ship was burned, all its history, all its foundations, all its projections in all dimensions, and all the data units it had occupied as an "existence" in this small shelter. The flames were filled with lavender starlight, and the Lost Homeland finally completely transformed into a huge phantom with almost no outline and details.

This phantom had no weight. It floated up in the clouds covering the entire world, following the route outlined by the false sunlight in the distance, and gradually accelerated towards the sky.

Zhou Ming held the steering wheel tightly in his hand. For the first time, he "felt" this world so truly, felt that he was standing here, felt the existence of the Lost Homeland, and felt... that he was part of this broken, dark, and gradually cooling world.

He was one of the countless lost people in this world.

Zhou Ming still closed his eyes tightly to avoid excessive "observation" that would cause the endless sea to collapse in an instant, but his "feeling" - had begun the final destruction process of this world.

Starlight gradually rose at the edge of the shelter. Now, all the underlying data of the shelter was open to him, and the last disaster backup began to be imported into the database of the reverse singularity. Along with this final "import" process, the "reset" work from the external barrier was also started.

Nina and Shirley widened their eyes in astonishment.

They came to the second floor of the antique shop, and the two of them also carried Uncle Duncan's body to the window on the second floor. Although the body had completely stopped functioning, Nina still let him sit next to her and "watch" the situation outside with her.

The two girls looked up and looked at the sky in the southeast.

A dazzling light was rising from that direction, moving slowly towards the direction of the creation of the world in a slow but thrilling trajectory.

That dazzling light, mixed with dark green and lavender, even illuminated half of the sky, bringing a dawn-like "day" to the world at the end of such a long night.

"Wow……"

Shirley raised her head hard, stretched her neck, and let out an exaggerated exclamation. Then she tugged on the chain around Agou's neck and shouted in a fuss: "Agou, Agou, look at that!" That one on the horizon! The captain is really flying! He’s flying towards the creation of the world! It’s about to begin!”

"I see, I see, don't swing the chain," Ah Gou shouted loudly while pressing the chain with his paws, "hurry up and find a more stable place to lean on. The last moment is about to begin. Isn't it going to happen every day?" Are you all thinking about when to start? Right now..."

"I...I'm a little nervous..." Shirley suddenly became nervous. She pulled Agou's chain and leaned against the wall next to her, but soon came to the window again, "What will happen? Will it hurt? Or will it hurt?" Oh—it’s over in a flash? Will there be a bright light?”

"I didn't know, I..." Agou muttered, but suddenly stopped.

Flames filled with starlight are burning in every crevice of its bones, spurting and rising from its body in a completely uncontrollable state.

Shirley blinked and raised her arms, seeing the same flames burning on her body. Through the light and shadow of the flames, she saw Nina beside her being gradually wrapped in flames.

"Uncle Duncan is observing the world through our eyes..." Nina quickly reacted. She didn't panic at all, but said softly with a gentle expression, "Don't be afraid."

"I...I'm not afraid, but what should I do?" Shirley said in an obviously frightened tone while looking at Nina, "Keep your eyes wide open and look around, right?"

"Observing the world through our eyes is just a metaphor. In fact..." Nina explained subconsciously, but halfway through she noticed her friend's clear and uncultured expression, so she swallowed the rest of the explanation. He went back and turned into a helpless smile, "Okay, just keep your eyes open and look around. Uncle Duncan will arrange everything anyway..."

"Oh...oh!" Shirley hurriedly agreed, then really widened her eyes and looked into the distance as hard as she could.

And in the corner of Nina's eyes, at the end of the clouds covering the entire world, a magnificent scene that no one has ever seen in the real dimension is slowly rising into the sky, closing towards the sky like a curtain——

The stars are rising.

The boundless sea began to collapse silently into the starlight from the outside inward.

The first are the border outposts, lighthouses and mobile ports established by the Four Gods Church in the border waters, as well as the patrol fleets that have been staying near the Eternal Veil.

Then there are the border islands that are slightly closer to the civilized world, where explorers once stopped and left countless stories.

Then came the city-states located in the border waters...

Lucretia stood on the highest deck of the Brilliant Star, and the ship was docked at the dock of Breeze Harbor - she held Rabbi's arm with one hand, and supported him with the other hand. On his shoulders was a small doll named Nelu, which was only a few dozen centimeters tall.

The clockwork doll Runi stood behind Lucretia, as usual.

Together, they watched quietly as the stars rose from the border of the world and rolled closer to this side like a magnificent curtain stretching across the sky and the earth.

The stars first touched a platform on the distant sea - it was once a facility used to study "luminous geometry". Now it is empty and the city-state is unable to recover it, so it can only become a solitary memorial hanging on the sea.

There was no disintegration process, no sound, and no flash of light—the platform blended into the stars silently, leaving no trace behind, and "behind" the starlight was only the ultimate nothingness.

Nelu hugged Lucretia's head hard, her little body shaking: "Mistress, I'm a little scared..."

"Don't be afraid, Nelu," Lucretia raised her hand and gently stroked the back of the little doll, "Next time you open your eyes, we will be in our new home."

"...Yeah." The little doll nodded vigorously.

"hostess……"

Luni's voice came from behind. Lucretia turned around and saw the slightly nervous expression of the clockwork doll.

"Are you scared too?"

"...kind of."

Lucretia smiled: "Then close your eyes. Open them again after a while, and it will be like... blinking."

Lu Ni was stunned for a moment and closed her eyes obediently.

In the last glimmer of the corner of her eye, she saw the figure of the hostess quietly disappearing into the starlight.

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