allonlinenovel Chapter 678 Only One Spark is Needed
Chapter 678 Only One Spark is Needed
pure white.
Meaningless blank space.
Only those who have abandoned everything can come here.
"An Ming."
A neutral voice sounded from deep within my mind, without any sadness or joy, but it seemed to contain a very faint sigh that penetrated billions of years.
In the beginning of the universe, there were three seeds. Both the world tree nurtured in the sea and the cocoon that engulfed the universe lost their original meaning due to the existence of the end.
And the last third seed is the seed of remembrance, which will remember everything in the universe from its birth to its final annihilation.
"If you were to choose—"
"It is to forge this memory that carries the birth and death of all worlds and is heavier than the sea of stars into an eternal monument, to be silent in this eternal cycle, to watch it go back and forth in vain again and again."
“Or should I ignite it completely and burn myself to ashes…light up the path of reincarnation; preserve the last and weakest flame for this universe that will end.”
Countless crystal fragments of ice that reflected the memories of billions of stars slowly emerged, and Tethys was just the most inconspicuous fragment among them.
After the fragments were gathered and pieced together invisibly, they gradually outlined a human figure constructed of pure "existence" and "memory".
"Flori..."
An Ming squeezed out a name with difficulty. Even though his memory was extremely confused at the moment, he still had a mission that he had not forgotten.
The Memory Ladder did devour his memories of Tethys, but even if he forgot everything, the part that belonged to the Blue Planet would not be separated.
And An Ming's guess was indeed correct. At this moment, he was certain that the time point he was in was before Fuli became the star god of memory, and the scenes performed by Tethys also appeared on countless planets at the same time.
Gather all the memories to form the memory road of the universe, and use this as an anchor to achieve the destiny of memory.
At this moment, Fu Li has not yet fully condensed his destiny and become the star god in charge of "memory".
"Myth is right. You are indeed a subverter of reincarnation."
Fu Li's figure silently fell in front of An Ming. Deep in his eyes, which were made of pure crystals of memory, at this moment, he reflected everything that An Ming had experienced since he came to Tethys.
"If we want to rid the universe of the final cycle of reincarnation, we still need someone who can bear all the memories."
"Carrying the world on my back? Haha..." An Ming chuckled. At this moment, he had sorted out all his thoughts, and the final back-up plan also appeared here.
"I will liberate all the 'Aini'."
Fu Li was silent for a moment. "The meaning of the birth of the Seed of Memory is to remember, 'Aini'...you use words other than cocoon to reshape her anchor point."
"It is actually meaningless. Instead, it will cause the universe to lose its anchor point of remembrance. In the end, it is very likely to change the past and affect the future."
Fu Li started paying attention to An Ming very early on, and he wanted to see with his own eyes how far An Ming could go.
He is not a judge, but just a silent observer. He will witness what kind of situation this "variable" that is enough to stir up the end will subvert the future into.
The "Aini" that An Ming met was just a part of the Seed of Rememberance, just like the cold number 037, it was just a part of the power of the Seed of Rememberance.
Except for Tethys, countless planets in the entire universe are within the scope of the memory of the Seed of Rememberance. Countless "Aini" follow the duties of the Seed of Rememberance and record all the memories of their planets.
The silver-haired girl who gave An Ming hope to live was just an invisible ripple in the vast power of the Seed of Memory. If she had not met An Ming, she would only continue her original duty of collecting and remembering memories, and after erasing all memories, she would continue to wait for the next beginning.
If the seeds of memory are compared to a server, then the "Annies" are the processing programs derived from the server. After completing five years of memory, they will return to the server terminal. After the memory is transmitted, it is equivalent to undergoing a "formatting" and then waiting for the next restart.
"Everything you do is just a ripple in the vast power, but after this abnormal emotion is transmitted back to the Seed of Memory, it will not even leave any trace."
Fu Li's voice was neither sad nor happy. He just revealed all the original truth and facts to An Ming, "Even if that emotion briefly went upstream and touched the core of the seed of remembrance..."
"It will eventually be completely submerged by the infinite 'remembering' itself, leaving not even the slightest trace, nor causing the slightest echo."
He looked at An Ming quietly, waiting for the final choice of the person in front of him.
"even so."
"Are you still determined to save the momentary ripple named 'Aini'?"
Countless fragments of memory surround Fu Li's body, and Aini's existence itself is a memory, which is one of the most basic operating rules in the operation of the universe.
The passage of time will leave its mark, and the birth and death of all things will also have echoes, and "Aini" is the container that carries the echoes and is an indispensable part of maintaining the operation of the universe.
When time passes, memories remain, and remembering turns everything into memory storage.
"Aini is Aini."
The Long Stairs of Memory, An Ming had a premonition before climbing up, fortunately, his unintentional action in the past left him with the last memory of Annie.
"Aini" is a memory that does not belong to Tethys, and it is also a memory outside the universe, so it will not be swallowed up.
Whether it is the seed of remembrance or the ray of authority contained therein, Aini is just Aini.
She is no longer a saint, nor will she bear other heavy shackles.
The thorns of fate that had been entangled around her since she was born, the Saint's Crown that imprisoned her from moving towards the future -
He cut it off with his own hands.
He is responsible for everything.
"Is it worth it?"
Fu Li got the answer from An Ming's burning pupils before he asked the question, so a hint of emotion appeared in his tone, which was usually neither sad nor happy.
"Do you know the weight of carrying the memory of a world?"
"I think you misunderstood."
An Ming showed the eternal moon mark on his wrist, "It's not the world I want to carry on my shoulders."
The deposited moon mark suddenly burst into a strong brilliance, even burning the crystal fragments surrounding Fu Li.
It was not until recently that An Ming finally understood the meaning of the myth. The world is also part of the universe. If he only carries the world on his shoulders, he will not be able to truly save Annie.
Tethys is just one world among billions of planets in the universe, as small as a ripple floating in the sea of memory. How can carrying the memory of a world save Aini?
"Just a spark..." An Ming's voice seemed to penetrate the meaningless pure white world and tear a crack in the sky.
"It is enough to light up the long night of the entire universe!"
From the beginning of the universe to the moment of its final destruction——
All living things, all worlds, all laughter and sorrow.
blank.
Meaningless.
container.
In the dazzling infinite light, An Ming slowly opened his eyes. The soul fire that ignited the past and the future was about to tear the sky apart.
"I'm"
"The man who carries the universe—"
The holy sword in her hand, which symbolized the authority of the Saint, broke into pieces and turned into burning stars.
The bright stardust that was stripped of its shackles condensed into a star sword as clear as the early morning under the heat of the soul.
This is the sword of pure will that belongs only to An Ming.
The flame of a mortal body can also bear the weight of the universe!
"I am--"
"The light of dawn that illuminates the end!"
That glow was enough to penetrate the blank memory and also represented An Ming's final choice.
I have become a candle, lighting up the new future of the universe.
This brilliance born in peace and enlightenment is enough to penetrate all the blank and meaningless memories and open up new possibilities in infinite reincarnations.
The crystal fragments that made up Fu Li gradually dissipated. He looked at An Ming's back, but found that the figure was so bright, so bright that even his shadow was illuminated.
Tethys.
Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, the Saint in people's minds did not reach the end of the Sky Steps. Instead, the ordinary person holding the holy sword rushed across the stairs and entered the end of the stairs before the Saint.
Unease and fear spread in people's hearts, and the priests who witnessed everything felt weak in the knees. The old priest even knelt down in front of the statue of the saint and murmured: "It's over... Everything is over. The prophecy cannot be changed after all."
The tide of bad omen will completely submerge the city of Tethys, bringing eternal darkness to the world. From then on, the silver moon will hang high in the sky, bringing Tethys to its final end.
The intense anxiety and fear seemed to overwhelm people, spreading wildly among the crowd like a plague. When the last hope was completely shattered before their eyes, the last light also dissipated.
And on the distant horizon, the ominous tide symbolizing despair and the end, like an awakened world-destroying beast, the dark wave of despair is overwhelming Tethys with unstoppable momentum.
"Let me...in!"
Annie let out a scream of pain from between her tightly clenched lips, but she still refused to give up and pounded the end of the sky again and again, but there was no door there, only air leading to nothingness.
When An Ming entered, only the Sky Stairs remained in mid-air, and Annie, as the saint, was no longer qualified to move forward even a single step.
"Do not..."
"don't want--"
"Give An Ming back to me!!!"
The bright red blood flowed down the arm like a broken teardrop, hitting the bloody petals on the transparent steps.
Annie seemed to no longer feel the pain, and she just used her already torn fists to smash the end of the Sky Stairs again and again.
Her fists could only hit the invisible barrier again and again, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. What was in more pain than her body at this moment was her soul.
Be it the destruction of the world or fulfilling the duties of a saint, it doesn't matter, as long as... as long as I can return An Ming to him.
“Why…why?”
"I should be the one who reaches the end, An Ming... An Ming."
"Ugh...you, idiot!"
She only had five years to live since she was born, and the meaning of her existence was to be remembered, but An Ming was different.
An Ming's future should have been as vast as the sea of stars, and as full of unwritten future as those stories in novels.
My heart hurts.
It hurts so much that I feel like breaking.
Can a container without a heart also feel the pain of a broken heart?
Thethys was about to face the predicted end moment, and as a saint, she could not save anything. Even the most important person she loved was lost.
Nothing can be done.
Nothing can be changed.
Everything was just her wishful thinking. The container of memory should not desire the emotion called love. The happier it is, the more painful it is.
The pain that seemed to tear her heart apart made Annie's eyes blurry and even breathing became extremely difficult. But it was okay this way... After all, no one would care if someone like her died.
If I die, I can meet An Ming again, right?
An Ming once told her the story in the novel, which was a happy fantasy of a grand escape to the sunshine, except...there was no sun in Thethys, and she had nowhere to go.
In fact, Annie knew that An Ming had never told her the ending of the story because until the very end the male protagonist was unable to save the life of his beloved.
And she would never be able to see An Ming again. She could only kneel at the end of the stairs, numbly beating the empty barrier again and again.
As the tide of disaster began to engulf the city walls, the silver moon expanded again amid the spreading despair, and the cold moonlight poured down, turning the earth into a dead silence.
And at the moment when the tide was about to hit the city wall.
The dazzling light that made it impossible to open one's eyes appeared.
It is not a blue moon, nor is it the golden moon bestowed by the gods.
The light was born from the silver moon, and the sudden burst of light was enough to swallow up the cold moonlight of the silver moon.
light.
Pure, blazing, burning away all the haze——
Dawn breaks!
The people of Tethys had never seen the dawn, nor had they ever experienced the so-called daylight, but as they watched the breaking of dawn they could not help but shed tears.
This light is so warm, why can't I help but burst into tears?
"Is it a blessing from God?"
"No, that's... a person?"
"An ordinary person?"
The figure was as tiny as a speck of dust, but it stood above the silver moon, like the scorching sun descending from the sky, bringing a dawn that had never existed to this land that had never been favored by light.
The light of dawn.
"I am... the one who carries the universe on his back!"
The long sword forged by pure will and countless memories, burst out with light that pierced the sky in Yu Anming's palm. If there was no light in the world, then he would become the only sun!
If the soul could turn into a raging fire that would burn away all the long nights.
If life can be forged into a sword of will to cut off the shackles of fate.
So--
Then he turned this broken body into firewood.
Use this will as a melting pot for the soul.
Every moment of happiness I spent with Aini in the depths of my soul——
Give everything, everything that this existence called "Anming" carries, to this final dawn without reservation!
Tempered with a mortal body, capable of bearing the weight of the starry sky——
The sword of mortals!
This moment!
Even if it is the first ray that pierces the eternal night, it will never be the last ray—
Dawn breaks!