Chapter 827: Chapter 41: The Other Side of the Parallel Lines_3
“My value of existence, my meaning of survival, completely vanished beside the Dawn Knight!! So I must have my revenge! Revenge on Alandia!”
Unknowingly, the Dawn Knight stopped in her tracks, gazing at those scenes, she remained silent for a long time. A few seconds later, she resumed moving, pushing open the door to exit, stepping out from the space akin to a cinema.
The new room was a blank slate, without any superfluous furnishings. With one door at the front and another at the back serving as exits and entrances, Jane Della stood at the center of the room, her face expressionless as she spoke: “I hate you. Alandia Helisen.”
The Dawn Knight walked past the former companion, pushing open the exit door. The new room was exactly the same, yet another Jane stood before her, expressionless, her eyes carrying a cold hatred, her voice echoing that of the Jane behind.
“No one wants to stay by your side.”
“Everyone is tired of your truth.”
The Dawn Knight pushed open one room door after another, always welcomed by the same sight. It was as if infinite rooms were duplicated and lined into a labyrinth of perfect uniformity, no matter how she moved forward, it felt like treading in place. Countless Janes spoke before and behind her, their layered voices bizarre and like a tsunami.
“No one is asking for your help.”
“Stop being so self-righteous, okay?”
“Everyone’s life has been ruined by you…”
Unknowingly, the infinite rooms vanished, a dimness was punctuated by scattered points of light, endless screens wrapped around the Dawn Knight like a sphere, endless humans cast hateful glances at her, speaking with the central Jane in the scene with hatred.
“—If only you weren’t here.”
The Dawn Knight would not fear the truth.
The Dawn Knight would not be injured by malice.
The Creator Realm Mage in pursuit of truth has no weaknesses.
Yet. Yet.
Alandia Helisen would still feel pain and sadness.
The truth is the sharpest blade, indefinable and unbreakable, when it pierces the heart, nowhere can you hide. You are powerless, forced to accept, but the human soul is ultimately limited, not as eternal as the reason of the Gods.
“…”
For the first time in a while, Alandia once again felt ethereal, as if she was about to drift towards the distant unknown. She should accept it all. She could not avoid the truth. Alandia not needed by others, not in need of others…
Eventually, will it become an eternal truth? Guarding solitary on the other side of the world.
Thus, the reasoning of truth increased bit by bit, as a being of this world, Alandia gradually grew smaller.
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“Alandia!” Gongsun Ce roared, throwing punches into the fog outside the clock tower, “Wake up! Alandia!!”
Gongsun Ce could “see” the situation on the inside. See the fog surrounding her, see the illusions within the fog, see her circumstances deeply immersed. Yet he couldn’t get across, no matter what, he couldn’t reach the inside of the barrier. It was as if an invisible wall encased the outside of the clock tower, no matter how he battered it, he couldn’t surpass it. Time and again he launched assaults against the wall, only to be defeated, he was repelled by his own strength, falling back onto the clock tower platform.
“Stop, Gongsun Ce!” Yuliy grabbed his shoulder from behind, “What are you doing! Have you fallen for the enemy’s Illusion Technique!”
Yuliy couldn’t see it. He immediately understood. Yuliy’s strength couldn’t extend to the inside of the barrier, but his Telekinesis could. But there was no time to explain now, they had to race against time. Alandia’s condition was terrible, clearly unscathed yet the look in her eyes carried something he couldn’t comprehend. Alandia Helisen’s existence seemed to be changing, that transformation was hard to articulate, he just felt certain things were becoming weak, becoming thin…
“Hey… Alandia!!”
Gongsun Ce suddenly realized the crisis at hand. Earlier, watching the woman in the environment, he could imagine her helplessness, yet now he was gradually unable to feel the other party’s emotion. Alandia became stranger, she was gradually transforming into a “being” he couldn’t understand, like a true automaton.
She remained so beautiful and powerful, but would such a version still communicate with him? Would she continue to patiently correct his manners time and again? No longer. Should the Dawn Knight’s transformation continue, those past experiences would vanish along with her existence. Never again would she share emotions with you, never again teach you knowledge in the afternoon sunlight, wouldn’t even say a word of thanks once all is over… then she would just be a cold deity statue.
This was murder, against “human” murder. The Alandia he knew was about to die, the woman he liked was going to disappear forever, forever remain in memory!
“Don’t go there…! Come back, Alandia!”
Alandia was still walking within the fog, her eyes nearly devoid of humanity. He threw his fist again, once more met with resistance, the young man painfully fell to the ground, the powerful impact made it hard to breathe, blood streamed from his forehead, blurring his vision.
What’s going on? You’re the invincible Dawn Knight, you could eliminate all enemies with just one sword, no lie could escape your eyes. Yet why are you trapped by this sort of base trickery? Isn’t your spirit meant to be much stronger than mine, how could you be brought down by the mere malice of humans!
“I’ve seen that smoking man too, in casual conversation he said the Dawn Knight certainly wasn’t the culprit in the armor case, that was an upright Knight. Your former classmate works in the Blue Church district, I’ve seen with my own eyes as she told colleagues about your case back then, said you were a person of integrity!”