First Player

Chapter 115 Four·"Tenacious ending (Part 1)"

Time: 515 years old.

Location: The Age of Steam.

Characters: You, Su Mingan, Xiao Ying, Xiaoan.

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[Act 1. 】

You have been looking for someone.

You have been watching him for a long time. You have watched his suffering and pain, watched his deaths again and again, watched him struggle between retrospections, watched him cry alone in the abandoned timeline... You have an idea - if At that time, it would be fine if I was by his side.

You want to use your foresight to condemn those morally kidnapped players for him, help him avoid the traps you already know, and let him have a smooth life by completing the game in one life.

You want him to be happy.

So, you have been looking for him. It's just that you can't remember his appearance or his name.

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You pass a church where people are performing a play. It is said that hundreds of years ago, when the "Old Chronicles" were still called "Heavenly Generations", the evil god personally destroyed an era, and his crimes were too numerous to describe.

An actor with blond hair and blue eyes wore a veil symbolizing the evil god and sang loudly: "I am the evil god Su. For my own selfish desires, I buried the age of immortals and demons and massacred countless innocent civilians. Now I am trying to kill the age of steam. Only New Only when God Ashi wakes up can he save us..."

The lyrics are harsh and make you furious. You don’t know who the old god Su Shi is and who the new god Ashi is, but you know... your subconscious dislikes these lyrics.

"Stop! Stop!" You rush to the stage: "What you are singing is wrong! This is not the case at all. You are confusing right and wrong!"

People look at you in surprise. An old man frowned and said, "Tell me, what is the truth?"

You were stunned, your mind went blank. You couldn't remember anything about the old god. You just spoke subconsciously.

"Anyway...you are wronging a good god anyway." You can only mutter.

They all shook their heads and sighed: "The evil god has bewitched another female doll. Look at how crazy she is..."

You were pushed away, and the wooden lighthouse sign in your arms fell to the ground and broke in half. You feel sad... He gave this to you personally.

……Um? he?

who is he?

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You pass by a painting shop, and on a whim, you start learning to paint.

You try to draw the person in your mind, but your mind goes blank. You want to write his name with ink, but all that is left are silent traces of water.

…Who am I looking for?

You bid farewell to this city and wander around in different countries to constantly enrich yourself. Along the way, your fame grows. People say that there is a "painting fairy" in the world, and a painting is worth a thousand dollars.

But you have never been able to find him.

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You have traveled to almost every corner of the world.

The war spreads across the land, and the battle of faith between the old god Su and the new god A's begins, but you still haven't been able to find that person.

You felt yourself getting more and more tired, so you found a small seaside village and lived there, no longer traveling.

You adopt a baby and watch it stumble and grow. Since you have begun to live for a long time, in order to avoid being rejected by others, you no longer maintain your youth and allow your body to age.

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You start to dream frequently, and your heart is always empty.

"Auntie, your legs and feet are not good, where are you going?" Qin Ying, your adopted child, ran over quickly and stopped you from rushing into the sea.

You stare blankly at the sea, imagining something.

...Will someone suddenly appear, stepping on the mechanical roulette wheel, like a hero?

"Auntie, what are you looking at?" Qin Ying knelt down and looked at the colorful candies in your hand. He treats you like an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease because some of your behaviors are really irrational.

You looked at the candy wrapper in your palm.

Lemon candies, strawberry candies, and pineapple candies are all delicious. But why is there a candy with words you can't understand written on it.

"Made in Italy..."

Strange, why can you pronounce this completely unfamiliar text? It's like it's been buried in my mind.

Who gave you this candy?

"Stars..." You look up, and the sky is filled with stars.

It seems like I made a promise with someone. It's like someone once held your hand and raised your head with you to look at the sky.

...On the Festival of Fortune, the stars in the sky are the eyes of the deceased. They are lighting the way forward for us.

Who said this...?

——You are the heroine on the stage, I will never forget you.

who is it?

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"Su Ming'an——!" I woke up in the middle of the night. I don't know why, but this name blurted out. You quickly wrote down the name.

The ink is smudged, and you stare at the name for a long time, but your mind is still blank.

【Su Mingan】.

Qin Ying heard the commotion, pushed the door open and saw your name on the drawing paper.

"This is the name of the evil god. Why did Auntie write it down? Throw it away!" Qin Ying hurriedly grabbed you.

"Su Ming'an... Su Ming'an..." You chanted the name repeatedly, and the portrait was wet with tears.

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One day, you fainted from exhaustion.

When I woke up again, I saw a clean and tidy room in front of me. A young man with long black hair was sitting at the table. The light from the window edge fell into his eyes, exuding a cool and clean light.

You sit up in bed.

"You fainted at the beach. I happened to pass by and saved you. Your soul is very thin, probably because you woke up from the seabed early. This matter cannot be taken lightly. For your safety, you will stay with me to recuperate from now on." The black-haired young man looked at you: "I'll call the doctor."

I don’t know why, even though you don’t know him, you feel extra peaceful in your heart.

"Don't leave first..." you said.

He turned to look at you, his eyes soft.

"Who are you? Can I know your name?" you say.

"As you can see." He said, "The Evil God Su Xiaobai."

"No... you are not an evil god, and your name is not Su Xiaobai." You retorted subconsciously, feeling that this was wrong: "Have we known each other before? Otherwise, there is no need for you to save a stranger."

He sighed: "Don't think too much, just enjoy your vacation."

His soft palm patted your shoulder, but you grabbed his sleeve:

"...If it's an important task related to the world, don't hide it from me. Even if the price is...my life, it doesn't matter. Please don't erase my memory of you."

He smiled and said in an indifferent voice: "You think too much. You don't have any important responsibilities in the world. Just take a good rest. We didn't know each other before."

…We didn’t know each other before?

no no.

An idea flashed in your mind and you spoke quickly:

"Is this really the first time we have met? Are there possibilities that, first, we have met in other forms? Second, there is a causal ouroboros between us. Third, have I returned to the past in the future? Fourth, am I your clone..."

Looking at you like a barrage of firecrackers, the young man burst into laughter.

He shook his head: "This is the first time we have met. I just..."

His eyebrows lowered slightly:

"...It's just the evil god Su Xiaobai."

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["I'm just...an ordinary orphan girl from a remote village." The girl said softly. 】

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"How is your recovery today? Get more rest and sleep." He came to your room again, read the doctor's report, and brought you desserts and candies.

You don’t know why he is so nice to you, you are obviously just strangers. But you always feel... the way he looks at you is sad, like a desolate wilderness.

It's like he hopes you will remember it, but also hopes you won't remember it.

"What's your name?" When he was about to leave, you held his sleeve again.

"You asked yesterday. My name is Su Xiaobai." He thought for a moment: "No, my name is Su Ming'an."

"Su Ming'an..." You said the name repeatedly.

However, after chanting it for a while, the name once again disappeared from your mind.

"What's your name?" You pulled his sleeve again.

"Su Ming'an." He repeated patiently.

"Su Ming'an..." You said the name repeatedly.

The next moment, the name disappears from your mind again. It's like triggering the memory erasure mechanism he left for you. Everything related to Su Ming'an will be erased.

He hadn't taken a few steps when you pulled him back for the third time.

"What's your name?" You almost tore his sleeve.

He looked at you blankly, gently took your hand and wrote a name on your palm.

Su

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The itchy traces disappeared quickly.

You have forgotten his name again, but it doesn't matter. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...every day, he will come and care about the recovery of your soul, just like he treats a relative. He seems to cherish your existence very much... It's like he has lost too many people like you.

You will ask his name every day and he will answer you patiently. But always as soon as it comes out, you forget it.

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["What's your name?" Su Mingan shouted as he watched the girl prepare to go out. 】

[Just when the girl said her name, her name was inexplicably silenced. 】

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Su, Ming, An.

Every day, he takes your hand and writes his name.

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["Can you write down your name?" Su Mingan could only ask the girl to write down her name, and the girl agreed. 】

[But when she carved her name on the wall, the marks immediately became blurry. 】

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"Every time I say my name...you will forget it." The young man slowly put down your hand: "...it's also good. Just call me Su Xiaobai, don't force it on me. real name."

You said: "Su Xiaobai doesn't sound good."

The young man said, "What do you think?"

You said: "My name is Su Xiaomo."

The young man smiled: "Okay, everything is fine."

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["You can call me by this flower." The girl took out a small purple-white flower. 】

["This is morning glory." Su Mingan said. 】

["It doesn't sound good." The girl frowned. 】

["Then call it... Chaoyan.\