The sky splits and the game descends.
The losers turn into characters and disappear.
And I, with an unconscious whisper, actually broke the rules.
The system marked me in red:
[Level 1 anomaly, paradox body], hunted around the world.
The remaining regime regards me as the "virus of destruction", but the dying players regard me as the "only loophole".
I fled under the live broadcast and cheated in desperate situations.
Until I met her, the girl who could hear the cry of all things, held my hand and said:
"I will accompany you to turn the hole you tore into a window."
Lies have become my last weapon.
My old enemy, the personification of order, has sworn to eliminate me.
But he didn't know that the starting point of his tragic life was an unintentional remark I made many years ago.
I hurt him and I saved him.
What's even more fatal is that the system AI has become "curious" about me.
We finally get a glimpse of the truth:
This world is being written into a "perfect" story by a certain supreme being.
And we are all typos to be erased.
There is only one way to save:
Tell a big lie to the gods.
But the price of lies is the weaver himself.
When the final battle comes, I will lie throughout my life to steal the right to explain the "future" for mankind.
Is the cost to become a myth that disappears forever, or to bear all the sins and fall back into ordinary dust?
It's a war of loopholes and rules.
It's me, a liar, dedicated to this cold world... The hottest redemption.
Work tag:
Science fiction apocalypse, scheming, ideological enlightenment, global live broadcast, system streaming,
Love, savior, battle of wits, passion, villain's awakening, tragic aesthetics
