[Amnesiac Creator Top × Obsessive, Devoted Guardian Bottom]
On the day The Creator's Whisper went live, it became a death game that devoured players' consciousness. Players across the server were hunting the legendary final boss: the Lord of Silence.
When Shen Yan woke with no memories, he was lying on the morgue slab in the tutorial instance.
Other players fled for their lives as monsters chased them, but the monsters that lunged at him trembled and collapsed before their fangs could reach him, quivering as they called him "Creator."
He had forgotten who he was, but every evil spirit and every instance in this hell bore his name.
They were creations he had abandoned with his own hands, waiting for his return in a world gone out of control.
While others risked death every time they entered an instance, he was a god inspecting his own unruly realm: reclaiming his powers, laying his former followers to rest, patching the world where it had been altered, and gradually uncovering the truth.
Someone had stolen his world, turned the game he created to heal people into a slaughterhouse, then made him bear the blame for generations.
The entire server feared him, suspected him, and hoped he would turn evil.
Only one person had stood in front of him from the very first moment they met.
He was also the most unremarkable-looking player, yet when everyone else ganged up on Shen Yan, he could draw his blade and fight them all alone.
He took blows for Shen Yan, remembered every slight against him, and settled scores with everyone who had hurt him. Yet whenever he turned back to Shen Yan, his voice softened: "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
"You're a god. I'll handle the dirty work."
It was a long time before Shen Yan learned that this was the person he had personally saved on the final night of the closed beta.
The whole world was waiting for the Lord of Silence to turn evil.
Only Lin Mo was waiting for his god to come home.
[Bonus Scene]
Monster (prostrate and trembling): Welcome back, Creator!
Players (retreating with weapons raised): So he really is the final boss!
Lin Mo (quietly shielding Shen Yan and sharpening his blade): Take one more step and see what happens.
Shen Yan (looking at the person in front of him): ...You're protecting me?
Lin Mo (ears faintly red, voice steady): Yes. Always.
(The forgotten creations, cradling their broken bodies, whisper): Creator, have you finally come to take us home?
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