The Salvation of the Unknown

A person is about to die, and everything he has done in the sea of ​​​​memory collapses into fragments. Four memory fragments are the first to penetrate into the diffuse consciousness, pulling him into the illusion. In the fragment one, there is a vague figure standing in the shining holy light, and His majestic and solemn voice echoes endlessly. "You are the one I have chosen. Everything you do is my will, and the direction of my intention is to save the world." The second fragment, the complicated and gorgeous robes swayed in the wind, and the cold voice was as gentle as the wind. "It's true that stupid people do stupid things. People place their hopes on you, but what you bring them is not the hope they expected, but powerless despair. Do you think you are sending the world into the hands of the devil? Then your so-called salvation is too ironic and ridiculous." The third fragment shows a person standing alone on the rooftop, looking into the distance and murmuring. "Everything in the world has fallen into despair because of my actions, hahahaha." He laughed hoarsely a few times. "But it's too late to say anything now, but as the prodigal son turns back with a sincere heart, I am the one who knows the enemy. I will use my meager strength to fight for the voice of the world." Fragment No. 4, "You have inherited time. If you look back on time and all things, Kenya will be wiped out by Him. Are you really willing to do so? Young man." There was no word in response, only a complicated smile and the boy's firm determination.