I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

What a tragic situation that was.

It was the state of being burned alive to death, without any mercy, without any redemption, and a state of pure despair.

Each image fell like a knife into Ms. Merritt's heart.

She felt a heartache, as if the director was stabbing her chest with a ruthless blunt knife again and again.

I cover my heart, but the plot continues.

Ms. Merritt saw the ghostly witch that had appeared before.

In her narrative, the truth about this shrine and this world is revealed to Ms. Merritt.

Only the power of the purest man's noblest hopes transformed into despair can nourish the pure fire.

Only pollution can fight pollution, and stronger pollution can cover weaker pollution.

For thousands of years, all witches have been like this.

If this is not done, the world will be destroyed.

Ms. Merritt's brain was shutting down at this point.

All the pictures in her mind were fixed on the miserable appearance of the once cute, petite girl.

Until the ghost miko said that the last name Kohaku shouted was the protagonist's name, repeated a thousand times.

The scene flowed, it was the scene when Amber drank the potion, was tied up in the attic, and was burned by flames.

She despaired, she struggled, she hated, she cursed everything.

At the same time, the people below the attic were cheering and smiling.

The two intersected on the screen at the same time. Ms. Merritt could no longer tell whether the blazing flames were the flames that ruthlessly devoured life and hope, or the warm flames that swept away despair.

She saw Amber, whose skin fell off and whose flesh and blood melted, still repeated the protagonist's name.

She said, I'm sorry.

Ms. Merritt thought that if she could do it over again, Amber might choose to ignore those responsibilities and leave with the protagonist.

She also hopes Amber can choose this way.

However, it was too late.

Everything forms a closed loop. It is precisely because she is such an excellent person that she is standing here.

Her death was not due to selfish desires, nor could it even be considered a tragedy.

The death of one and the survival of many.

Although not of one's own volition, it was a necessary sacrifice for the world.

This made Ms. Merritt feel truly empowered.

If this was a villain who killed Amber out of hatred, or someone's mistake that led to her death, then Ms. Merritt could be angry, resentful, accuse, and blame those who had committed the crime people.

She can ask the protagonist to break all this, burn the entire shrine, burn the entire sacred cherry tree, and destroy the world.

However, no one made an unforgivable mistake in this matter. Everyone was running towards making the world survive and making the world a better place.

If there is anything wrong, it is probably the entire crazy world.

And even in such a world, Kohaku hopes that the protagonist can survive here.

Everything forms a dead end.

"Stay alive."

Through the mouth of the ghost witch, the protagonist heard Kohaku's last wish.

Ms. Merritt felt something shaken.

Her eardrums buzzed and blood surged up.

From her throat to her stomach, the cold feeling was like tentacles, rolling over her stomach.

At this time, Ms. Merritt felt as if her brain had been thrown into boiling water. Her eyes were red, her back was arched, acid surged up in her throat, and she spit it out.

She hadn't eaten much during the night, so it was mostly acid and alcohol.

The foul-smelling vomit was pleasant to Ms. Merritt's eyes at the moment.

She saw that on the screen, the protagonist finally left and went to the sea. The world still continued. In the warm spring light and the brilliant cherry blossoms, he heard a sound like a silver bell. He raised his head and saw a blazing sound. The arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, just like Amber once said, she could see him no matter where he was in the world.

"You saw it."

The protagonist chuckled lightly, his back was covered by the rain of cherry blossoms, and he disappeared.

It was obviously a beautiful and brilliant scene, but what it represented behind it made Ms. Merritt feel a chill.

The more beautiful the picture, the more difficult it was for her to accept the plot just now.

Simply put, she broke her guard.

"Is this director mentally ill? Why did he let Amber die like this? Does he have any grudge against this character?"

"I can't accept this ending. Why should such a good girl be killed like that, while others are still laughing!"

"The director must have a dark heart. He just waits for the audience to see this, right? He just likes the audience to scold him, right? This perverted masochist!"

Ms. Merritt stood up. She immediately felt dizzy. What she had just witnessed challenged her sanity. Her eyes went black, and the surge of blood made her pass out.

thump--

Ms. Merritt collapsed on the sofa, with only the occasional twitching of her body indicating the fact that she was still alive.

After more than ten minutes, she gradually regained consciousness and sat up from the sofa.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the more she thought about it. She immediately came to the computer and prepared to write an article to accuse Lu Tian.

But just as she was about to type on the keyboard, Ms. Merritt realized something.

As a judge, I cannot spoil the film before it is officially released.

Especially the content of this movie. This kind of reversal is the core of the movie. Of course she can quickly reveal the movie to the bottom, but in this case, her qualifications as a judge will definitely be cancelled. It is estimated that people in the industry will not be able to make a living, the price is too high.

and......

After calming down a bit, Ms. Merritt thought carefully about how long it had been since she had felt such a huge emotional wave because of what happened to a movie character.

The more furious she is now, the more sad and regretful she is, and the more she resents and denounces the director, doesn't it mean that the character Amber has successfully entered her heart?

The more Ms. Merritt thought about it, the more she realized that she was in a dilemma just like the protagonist.

The more she wants to criticize the director, it means the director did a good job.

The better the director shoots, the more she wants to criticize him.

Even the harsh and outrageous remarks that I was good at in the past will now become a hymn to the director and this film.

What's more, there are such excellent actors and such an attractive atmosphere in the movie. Even the ending that makes Ms. Merritt furious still reflects the core of the story.

It can be said that the reason why she is like this is entirely because the movie completely conveyed what it wanted to convey.

In this moment, only after the film is over, does Ms. Merritt fully understand the protagonist.

Then she fell into true despair.

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