I Created Myth Of Old Ruler

2021-10-15

  Chapter 230 229. He is no longer a human being

"You are the protagonists of the story."

When the ancients said this sentence, there was no ostentation or complacency, just flat narration.

"The protagonist needs to have a personality, so the three of you will be so different."

"You mean, we were created by you?"

Drizzt thought it was a little funny. He may be only a few years younger than the ancient capital, but all the experiences of through childhood can be clearly remembered. Impossible is fabricated.

"You can say yes, you can say no."

The ancient capital shook the head.

"You put it here and put it here."

Lu Yi couldn't help but vomit.

"Have you ever written a novel?"

Gudu asked, before the three of them answered, he each minding their own business again.

"If a character in a novel only has a name, it is just a passerby with a name. To truly create a flesh and blood character, you need to start from his birth, even from the birth of his ancestors , Little by little constructs his life track to get an impressive character."

"Otherwise, the character is just a tool for the story, like the priest upstairs, like the passersby outside. , The only difference lies in whether the author took a few seconds to randomly install a neighbor or the name he saw in the newspaper."

Hearing the words of the ancient capital, Lu Yi was slightly nodded.

"Indeed, creators are like this, so sometimes some authors have hypothesis, can't distinguish between reality and illusion, and even have symptoms of schizophrenia."

Ste and Xia glanced at Lu Yi, and took a half step back subconsciously.

". But human beings have their limits."

The ancient capital was taken aback, maybe it wasn't expect Lu Yi to support him, he continued.

"Even if a person's imagination is rich and knowledge is accumulated, human beings still have their limits."

"What are you trying to say?"

Drizzt asked slightly impatiently.

"He might want to say, he is no longer a man?"

Lu Yi guessed.

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The ancient capital was silent again for a while before he pretended not to hear Lu Yi's words.

"I want to say that, in fact, no author can really do this, and readers don’t need to care so much. Just use some contrast, reversal, etc., to make a character special. Yeah."

"There is one thing to say, yes."

Lu Yi is nodded as if he understands something.

Boom——

The bronze door made a crashing sound again, making everyone looked towards there.

"What's behind this door?"

Xia asked curiously.

"Some not-so-good things are also the reason why I exist here."

The ancient capital was silent for a moment before continuing.

"Let’s go back to the previous topic. Because human beings have limits, there is no perfect story in the world, but some existences do not agree with this."

A simple example, the biography of a celebrity may be fabricated, but the celebrity as the protagonist does exist. Do you think the author of the biography created that person?"

Lu Yi hearing this, shook the head.

"Those people must be real. The book is just one of his images. After all, the biography will not write out some unknown thoughts in this person."

"Exactly."

Gu Du knocked on the table.

"So, there are some existences, some existences that we cannot understand. In order to get perfect stories, He alienated these stories. Well, you should understand this word."

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the desk drawer and took out a harmonica from it.

The harmonica has ten holes and looks ordinary, but Lu Yi can feel it at first glance that it has a certain extraordinary aura on it.

This is one of Du Danping's melody fragments!

The ancient capital took the harmonica, looked deeply, and then put it aside.

"This was left to me by a friend of mine, who said it was a good friend. In fact, we only spent a few days together, but the experience of those few days was unforgettable and changed my life. ."

He seemed to be reminiscing, with a look of loneliness and relief on his face.

"In short, in that experience, I heard certain voices, touched certain existences, and finally, I chose my current career."

The ancient capital sighed With a cry, he pointed to the bronze door.

"My friend deceived him into the door. At the same time, the melody woven by the harmonica made him fall asleep, but his sleep is not deep, and he may wake up at any time."

"If He wakes up, I am afraid that even the one in the abandoned capital may not be able to protect the entire city."

"You mean, there is an Evil God trapped in it?"

Lu Yi asked.

"Evil God? It can be said that he does not distinguish between goodwill and maliciousness. To him, human beings are insignificant, just like walking on the road, you don’t care how many ants are trampled to death. , He just exists and will destroy civilization."

The ancients laughed at themselves.

"For him, there is no essential difference between sleeping and waking up, but for humans, it is better to sleep him than to wake up. I am the gatekeeper responsible for keeping him asleep."

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"So you are here, uh, sing a lullaby?"

Drizzt seemed to have calmed down a bit. He put down the pistol in his hand, and the bronze door made another crash, but it was already It was as weak as a cat scratching the door.

"I said, what he pursues is a story, so he only needs to read some bedtime stories to him, and he can sleep peacefully. I don’t have any special skills, but my mind is sometimes unfathomable. There are some stories about mystery. Sitting here, there is no loss."

The ancients said it was plain, as if he was not facing an indescribable Evil God, but a naughty who was finally willing to fall asleep brat.

"In the beginning, one story was enough for him to enjoy it for a long time, but then, the interval became shorter and shorter. Now, I have to sit here to satisfy him. This is what you see now."

"However, these stories seem to have become reality. We were attacked by a mercenary who watched "Shadow of Terror" and we met the monster from "Dog in the Painting" in your villa. There are spiders in the hotel. Your story has an impact on reality and hurt many people."

Drizzt calmed down completely, he said.

"I'm sorry about this. I have also tried to write some warm stories, but obviously, his existence does not like the love of mortals. His food is fear, only fear Only the story of the tale can bring him joy."

Gudu thought for a while, and then spoke again.

"Furthermore, I mentioned to you before that he wants a perfect story. Sleeping cannot take away his authority. Even in a dream, this pursuit has not changed. Therefore, there is you What I saw and experienced is what I told you at the beginning."

"It's not that you are acting in accordance with the plot of the story, but the story is chasing you."

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(End of this chapter)