final doomsday

Thick clouds covered the sky, dark as if they were about to devour everything. The neighbors in the forest made no sound, and the usual lively night was quiet like a silent music at this time.

"Is it going to rain?" I looked at the sky outside the window and said to myself with some uncertainty. If it was a normal night, I would open the window and listen to the concerto of my neighbors, but today it won't work. It's raining. It's one of them.

The most important reason is the experiment that is about to be completed.

I closed the window and walked quickly to the laboratory. It was said that it was a laboratory, but it was actually just an ordinary room, with some beds, thunder needles, sewing tools, etc., which were more like bedrooms than laboratory

——This is originally modified from my bedroom.

"All work is ready, and the next thing is to look at the will of nature..." I took a deep breath, adjusted all the necessary instruments, and finally connected the wire connected to the lightning-induced needle to the subject.

It was a girl's body and my masterpiece. Others could never imagine my hardships. They laid the foundation of their bodies with the flesh and bones of humanoid beasts, and then covered them with the skin of strange creatures. The connection could not be found yet

How could the traces of sewing be called a masterpiece?

It took a full ten years of hard work to get such a perfect work, which is also a new life that pulls "God" off the altar!

That’s right, I’m challenging the forbidden zone of “God” – creating life!

This is an idea that came to my mind at some point, and an unexpected inspiration suddenly appeared. Maybe many people have the same idea as me, but they did not turn it into reality.

I am different. I not only created a ** that is very similar to humans, but also wanted to give her a soul!

If life is the realm of “God”, what will happen when humans also create new life?

Hum. Nothing will happen.

Because there is no "God" in this world, only the will of nature!

I want to prove this to my foolish fellow tribes, and let the bishops and pastors who should be on the gallows go where they should go!

Human beings have been suppressed by "God" for too long, and it is time to let "God" leave.

The era that belongs to us humans will come eventually!

"Boom--"

The dull thunder interrupted my stirring thoughts and made my nervous palms sweat.

"The will of nature, if you also want to keep God away from our world, then help me!" I shouted loudly, hoarsely. Inexplicable emotions dominated me, maybe it was excitement, or it could be fear. Success or failure.

In this way, I have no second property to sell to support the experiment.

"boom--"

A dazzling thunder hit the lightning rod, which forced me to turn my head. Looking directly at the light will definitely burn human eyeballs. This is not the power that humans should contact. But I still squintedly, wanting to see the experiment clearly

process.

The fine current flowed down the lightning rod, as if the rhythm of the carrier's life. When they found the girl's gaze, they seemed to cheer, and then they all got in.

I'm sure I heard it right. The lightning really cheered!

The lightning didn't last long, and according to my estimate, it was only about three seconds. Can this ** be activated in such a short time? Can I really give her life?

"Experience..." I walked up to the girl uneasy and stared at her delicate face carefully.

The next moment, the girl's eyelids moved and then slowly opened.

"Ah...ah?"

A vague sound came out of her throat, and her white arms clumsily wanted to grab my arm. I could see her eyes, which was an attachment that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Did she treat me as her father?

"The experiment was successful?"

I was struck by incredible ecstasy, looking at the other person's vivid face carefully.

She is no longer the silent **, her heart is beating, her blood is flowing, she can breathe, she can make sounds, she even expresses her emotions with her eyes...

She is already a real life!

"From today, you will be called Aida Aida Frankenstein!"

I raised her up excitedly, making her giggle. Frankenstein is my last name, and I wish she was "happy" like a name.

Joy surged into my heart, it was the excitement of the success of the experiment, and it was even more...

The joy of becoming a father for the first time.

No one can resist the innocent eyes of children. I am no exception.

I've been lonely for so long and have a daughter...it's also very good, isn't it?

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As time goes by, I also become older. But my daughter Aida shows no sign of aging. Maybe this is one of the characteristics of the new race?

What if he doesn't matter, she is my daughter anyway.

At first I thought about taking her to the villages and towns to promote my theory, but my original enthusiasm had long been replaced by concern. I was afraid that she would be hurt, and those fooled could even burn innocent village women as witches.

Death is in exchange for your own happiness, let alone my daughter?

It’s better to continue living quietly in the forest. This happiness has already satisfied me.

Ada is a very obedient child. He has never cried like a baby since he learned the language. I taught her cooking skills, taught her flowers, taught her what science is, taught her everything I know, even

Only a small number of these things can be used in this forest.

I hope to teach her everything I know, but I am a clumsy person and can't even speak to my daughter. I will just throw the book to her and sit quietly beside her and read it.

Let's go.

Occasionally I will see loneliness in her eyes. Is it because there are no similar ones?

... Maybe that's it.

Humans are a kind of social creature, and I believe that the same is Ada, who is very similar to humans. Before she was not there, I would even talk to birds in the forest to pass the time. I really don’t know what would happen if the time was longer.

Well, maybe I will lose my language and gradually become like a beast.

Human life is limited, and I know very well that my body is getting worse and worse. But Ada is different. No one knows how long her life will be. What should she do after I die? Live alone

?

This won't work, I want to create a family for her.

Even without me, I can live happily.

Do it when I think about it, because I don’t have much time to squander.

During that time, I was always not at home, and the process of collecting raw materials was a difficult journey. But every time I went home and saw Ada, I would make me energetic. It seemed that my old body gradually became younger.

Finally, I spent five years to recreate a body. It was a male who could reproduce the next generation of male individuals with Ada. As long as they survive quietly in this forest, one day they would create one.

Happy family, even a new race.

My daughter, my Aida. Father can only do so much for you.

However, my good luck seemed to have been exhausted, and the experiment failed at the step of thunder.

I am a clumsy father, and I can't even say "Love you".

Now I am about to die, but what I think is not the horror of death, but I am still worried about you. I have not created your fellow race, and humans will not accept you who are different from me. But I still hope you can

Live well.

Life is gorgeous and happy.

Sorry, I, a loser, failed to give you a happy life, so you should spend the rest of your life looking for happiness that truly belongs to you. Since the will of nature has given you life with my hand, it will definitely be prepared for you.

Your own destiny.

There is one person in the world who wants to shelter you from the wind and rain like me, there is one person in the world who wants to put on a wedding dress sewn by himself, and there is one person in the world who wants to work with you for the rest of his life, with children and grandchildren.

Don’t be sad for my death. You should look for your own happiness as much as you want. When you close your eyes peacefully, think of me, my father, that is the best memory of me.

Goodbye, my daughter.

Goodbye, my love.

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You have had this idea before?

I didn’t do well in the exam, so I hope to bring my memories back to the open cheating before the exam;

I accidentally broke my father’s beloved glasses and hoped to go back in the past to change all this;

I quarreled with my friend, but later I realized how naive and ridiculous my actions were...

There are so many, so many pasts that I want to reverse.

We have all had these ideas?

If we describe our world as a thread that is constantly woven by time, whether it is a memory full of laughter, a memory full of sadness, or a heart-wrenching regret, it is just a matter of what has happened.

to form part of this line. Then, can it be called—

World Line?

There is not only one world line, but it has countless lines. Every small choice can extend a brand new world line, and these lines are not absolutely parallel.

So, let me assume. There is a crazy scientist in this world who attempts to exercise the power of "God" as human beings - to create life. Of course, in our world, we can only perform simple cloning now.

, Creating a brand new life can still be accomplished only between a man and a woman.

But maybe there was really a crazy scientist who created real life on a thunderstorm night? There were traces of the roots in the **, and thunder brought the fire of the soul. When the two were intertwined

When we are together, a new life is born in the world.

No one knows the existence of that life, and no information remains in the world. Some are just rumors that have no authenticity. Those who see her regard her as a monster, and there is no room for monsters to survive in this world.

Her birth was a coincidence, a small deviation that occurred when the world line was running. That thunderstorm night was actually just a rainstorm night. No thunder and lightning would fall, and no thunder would become the driving force for a girl to start her life.

The ideas of mad scientists will always stay at the stage of ideas, and there will never be any actual results.

Originally, it should be like this.

I, Frankenstein, are the ones that shouldn't exist-

"monster".

I was sewn by mad scientists. The raw materials are ordinary items that can be seen everywhere. The flesh that makes up the body is not even human flesh. The snow-white skin is just the skin of some kind of creature. I have no parents, no sisters, and no relatives.

, not even the same creature as me. My birth was a miracle, a cruel miracle that could not be replicated.

I admire the crazy scientist who created myself as a father, but he doesn't see it that way. In his eyes, I am just an experimental creature, just like a normal human being will not regard the items he created as a child, he has gone from

I did not regard me, born out of myself, as an equal life.

Of course, my admiration was rejected. What about the mad scientist? He wanted to copy the miracle, and the World Line gave him a small punishment...

He is dead.

The deviation of the world line gave me life, but did not give me anything else.

After my father died, I also died in loneliness and sorrow, and the bones became the nourishment for forest growth.

if……

If there was no lightning that day, then all these pains would be impossible?

...

No, this is just a sad statement!

The existence of life must have its own reasons, and no one's life is a lie without reason!

If you deny the encounter because of pain-

Where should happiness come from?

Even if it is just a small, insignificant happiness that can only be held in the palm of your hand, it is a proof of your real existence!

The life of a monster...

"My" life—

There is still meaning!

ps: (I like to tamper with worldly famous works, but if I don’t accept it, I will bite my teeth!)