All living beings in hell

Chapter 11 - Messenger from Darkness

Long before the arrival of the eighth guest, I had already had a strong physical sensation in the human world—a kind of uncontrollable dizziness, as if space and time were compressed. I sat in the cafe and suddenly felt The feeling of every moment of the present moment becomes blurred.

I thought it was because I was tired recently and needed to rest, so I closed my office for the day.But this body feeling didn't lessen, so before the sunset today, I was finally sure that it wasn't dizziness caused by exhaustion.

The guest that the office is about to welcome, before he even arrives, I already smell his breath.

The lotus lights came on, and the office welcomed its eighth guest.

Before the door was opened, the dizziness was getting stronger.Just as I was about to open the door with a swipe of a pen, the eighth guest had already passed through the wall of the office and came to me.I was stunned for a moment, it has no form, it seems to have torn a crack in the space, and the dark matter flows out of the crack, and all the dark matter has a center as the origin, like a storm rotating.I looked back through the crack, and it was the stars of the universe.

"Hello, how should I address you?" I spread my pen and ink, my heart was beating very fast for some reason.

"Kazmoj," Black Hole replied, "you can call me Kaz."

I wrote down its name "Kaz Mojie" on the paper: "Kaz, why are you looking for me today?"

"I not only looked for you today, I also looked for you yesterday, and I looked for you before. But only today is our official meeting."

"Okay, why are you looking for me?" The aura around Katz was very cold, and my whole body also began to feel cold.

"I want to tell you everything about darkness, please record what I said today and bring it back to the world."

"Kaz, where are you from?" I asked.

"The depths of the universe, the borderlands."

"Why are you telling me about the dark? Why do humans need to know about the dark?"

Katz laughed, and its laughter came from the eye of the storm as if traveling through hundreds of billions of light years: "Now humans have come to an era where they have to live with darkness, look at your society, turmoil, riots, madness, greed, obviously It's already ridiculous, but you still make up all kinds of lies to deceive yourself. Your darkness is more twisted than ours, and you are tampering with the definition of darkness."

"What is the definition of darkness?" I was a little puzzled hearing this passage, but I still recorded it exactly.

"Darkness is no different from light. It is just a form that exists in the universe. It is you humans who give meaning to darkness and light. You believe that hope and power exist in light, suppress darkness, and escape from darkness. But darkness is Here, how to escape, all exist."

"But darkness eats light, doesn't it?" I was a little confused.

Katz laughed again, and the sound wave slapped my cheek: "Light also swallows darkness, and we complement each other. If there is no darkness, there will be no light, and vice versa."

"Kaz, are you a creature from darkness? Why do you exist in hell?"

"I am not a creature, I am a collection of dark matter, a messenger sent by darkness. I came to hell just to send you a message. I have tried many ways to send a message to you, but you are still in the world? No. The energy field in the human world itself will block most of the signals from absolute darkness or absolute light.”

I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether what Katz in front of me said was true or not. The fact that I used my pen to convey the signal from the darkness was a bit... outrageous.

"You are very cautious." Katz's dark matter shrank a little towards the center of the black hole.

"I am indeed very cautious. I don't understand why the message from the dark should be recorded by my pen."

"Because you can hear me and see me. How many mortals do you think can go down to this hell and listen to the nonsense of so many ghosts?"

"Actually, I still don't know why I started doing this underworld errand."

"You see the connection between yourself and the darkness. This connection is as deep as a galaxy, as intricate as a tree root, and as close as a lover's skin. Writing, you are part of the darkness."

"It's not just me, I feel like everyone is connected to the darkness somewhere deep down."

Although Katz has no facial features, I think he squinted his eyes at this moment: "This is exactly what I want to say, writing, in fact, everyone and everything in this world is closely linked to darkness in a certain part." Together. If we can face the darkness squarely, we will be able to see the truth that the world seeks."

"What is the truth?"

"Truth exists after chaos and before clarity. I think you know it."

My heart is a little complicated, and my thoughts are still in a mess: "I don't know."

Katz waited for a while, and began to shake violently, and the speed of the storm became faster.All kinds of dark matter, such as pixel particles, spewed out from the eye of the storm and flowed to the floor.Wherever the dark pixel block went, it quickly swallowed up that part of the space.The floor seemed to be attacked by moths, and as the dark pixels eroded, black holes of various sizes appeared on the floor.Each of these black holes has its own attraction.The pen holder and the inkstone on the desk vibrated irregularly and rapidly because of the attraction from all directions.

I was worried that the black hole was about to swallow behind the wooden table, so I hurriedly tore off the golden talisman on the left wall and cast the barrier spell.The golden barrier opened in an instant, blocking between my wooden table and Katz.

"Don't worry, these things swallowed by the black hole didn't disappear, they just went to another world. In the same way, your barrier golden talisman can't stop the darkness. Nothing can stop the replacement of space for space."

"Why are you doing this?" The sapphire pen in my hand began to glow green.

"I want you to see clearly, writing, the power of darkness does not come from devouring or possessing," the small black holes are connected one by one, like water droplets, forming a larger black hole.The black hole is still expanding, and Katz's body is also expanding, and has already passed through the golden barrier. I raised the sapphire pen to the black hole, but the sapphire pen dropped from my hand in an instant and flew into the black hole.

"Don't fight, write, don't fight."

With nothing in my hands, I had to step back.The black hole is devouring everything in this office, and the wooden table has disappeared into the darkness.My back was pressed against the bookshelf and there was nowhere to go.Darkness crept over me and I closed my eyes.

Now that there is no escape, maybe the truth really lies in the dark?
I took a deep breath and took two steps forward, the black hole swallowed me completely.

All sound disappeared, my heartbeat, my breathing, nothing.I opened my eyes, but I wasn't sure if I really did.I moved my fingers, but I couldn't feel my body.I want to struggle, but I don't know if I'm struggling.I wanted to escape, but I didn't know where I was.

"Writing. You are finally here." The sound wave sounded very familiar.

"Where am I?"

"You're in the dark, in a crack in the universe."

"Why did I come here?"

"You wanted to come here yourself. Didn't you always long to drift forever in such a completely quiet place?"

My body is so light that I can't feel its presence.My thoughts were loud and there was a lot of noise in my head.But these noises also quickly quieted down, like the complete darkness here, becoming nothing, becoming empty.

Thoughts stagnate, blood coagulates.

My past, my everything, as if it never existed.

Time has completely lost its weight here. I don't know how long it has been drifting, until a voice rang in my mind: "Write, don't lose yourself."

The sound was like a bell in a monastery, and the sound waves shook my heart one after another: "Write, don't lose yourself."

I took a deep breath and heard my own breathing again.

"Are you still there, Kaz?" I asked.

"Caz has done its job," Soundwave replied, "I've always been."

"who are you?"

"I am darkness."

"Kaz said before that the power of darkness does not come from devouring or possessing. Let me see the truth clearly. What is the truth?"

"What do you feel at this moment?"

I don't know if I have my eyes open or closed at this moment.I first searched for my fingers in the dark, then touched my wrists, my forearms, my upper arms, my shoulders to make sure they were still there.I put my palms on my face, touching my eyebrows, eyelashes, bridge of nose, lips...

I heard the beating of my heart, maybe it was mine.

"I, I feel, I. My existence. Even in this darkness, I still exist."

"How do you know you're still alive?"

I stretched my arms around myself, touching my shoulder blades like a lover, touching every muscle in my back.I felt my own body temperature, low mortal body temperature, but hot in my chest.

"The truth is not in the dark, the truth is in me, here." I covered my chest with my hands, and the sound of my heartbeat became more and more clear. "The truth is hidden in self-awareness, and I am doing this."

"whats the matter?"

"Darkness, what are you running from?"

"I'm not running away from anything."

"Then please let me go back."

"You still have not answered my question."

I closed my eyes and felt myself at this moment.In this absolute darkness, I seem to see my own clear outline, every inch of skin, even the wrinkles and fine hairs on the skin.I heard the rubbing sound of the pen tip touching the paper, and I heard the flickering sound of the burning candle.

"What I'm doing is the me at this moment, and I'm still writing in front of the desk."

As soon as the voice fell, the darkness receded to the surroundings like a tide.When I opened my eyes, tears were pricked by the faint candlelight in the office.I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with my wide sleeves, and looked down at my manuscript paper, where a piece of text had already been written densely.The sapphire pen is still in his hand, with a familiar feel and weight.

"Darkness, are you still there?" I asked, but no voice answered.

I asked again, "Darkness, are you still there?"

A familiar voice came from the distance of the sea of ​​blood: "We will see you again soon."

I sat behind the wooden desk and looked around my office, where the devoured floorboards were still intact.My left hand stroked my right arm, the body temperature and skin of the body.

I was in hell, like waking up from a dream.

(End of this chapter)