Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 799 The Promise of the Dark Age

Of the two crystals, the purple one lit up first, allowing Tilan's consciousness to travel through the barriers of time and space and slowly descend into the sealed memory fragments.

……

Running among the grass and bushes, there are scattered flowers among the green leaves. The buds open casually, revealing the delicate and slender stamens. A beautiful butterfly with blue patterns on its back is resting among them.

Tilan sat on the grass, carefully pushed aside the leaves, and slowly reached out to the butterfly with both hands. However, this slight movement still scared the little life. It flapped its wings lightly and flew past her fingertips. The subtle and smooth feeling of the butterfly's wings passing by made the girl remember it forever.

Is this a butterfly? The girl stared blankly at the trace of scales remaining on her fingertips. A feeling of novelty and surprise arose in her heart, like the clear water in midsummer. This feeling was deeply engraved in her memory and was hard to forget.

……

Many years later, she walked along a long corridor filled with glass boxes and plants. The lights were bright and there were small signs on the surrounding walls: 'Mechanical Parliament - C19 Insect and Plant Research Institute'.

She walked through the corridor and came to an office, where someone was already waiting for her. The other person was sitting behind a desk and her face could not be seen clearly. Perhaps the original owner's memory was a little fuzzy.

"Cui Lan, your previous application has been approved. The organization agrees to transfer you to the A8951 Research Institute to participate in the research project of the Throne of God."

"Thank you, teacher." She bent down to express her gratitude.

"No problem. Can you tell me why you want to go there? As far as I know, you have only been interested in butterflies. Why do you want to participate in such a large project now?"

"This..." The memory scenes in her mind kept flashing through, and Tilan saw different scenes in them.

There are scenes of bringing butterfly specimens to school and being welcomed and liked by classmates, scenes of studying hard under the lamp at night, scenes of watching caterpillars in the glass box break out of their cocoons and become butterflies alone in the laboratory, scenes of reaping the rewards after publishing a paper, and scenes of staring at one's wrist in a daze in the bathtub.

"Maybe I feel that the life and image of a butterfly should have more possibilities." Tilan gave the answer instinctively based on her memory.

“The ugly and scary caterpillar, after a long period of pupation and metamorphosis, becomes a beautiful butterfly.”

"I understand. You believe that human beings are still in a relatively ignorant and ugly stage and need a complete transformation before they can be called 'beautiful', right?" The other party was an extremely wise senior who could understand Cui Lan's thoughts with just a few words.

"Yes, teacher."

"Go ahead and do it. This should be your mission." The voice faded away, and everything in front of him turned into white light and disappeared again.

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When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the deep sea of ​​stars, and the state at this moment felt extremely strange. She no longer had a human body, but was more like a high-dimensional life condensed from flames.

This is... the Dark Sun Trikarans? Tilan suddenly realized something.

It was like another sun, slowly burning in this star system, emitting lavender flames and light, and her thoughts flashed through her mind, and countless spiritual consciousnesses flickered in her mind like twinkling stars.

Behind every twinkling star is a high-level "Butterfly Eye Species" waiting for orders. There are tens of millions of them, like countless points of light, carrying the wishes of countless consciousnesses, and they also possess power that rivals that of gods.

Before Tilan could get familiar with the strange state in her memory, the deep space in front of her vision slowly collapsed under the influence of some strange force, and then became concave like a black hole.

Then she carried the countless purple light spots surrounding her, passed through the dark deep space, and entered the collapsed space hole.

All perceptions are subverting and changing drastically. The world is like a bizarre picture, torn and stretched, and then returning to its original state in an instant.

When she looked around again, she, as the dark sun, had arrived at the other end of the sea of ​​stars, and an extremely fierce battle was going on before her.

Numerous warships were exchanging fire in the sea of ​​stars. Various fighter planes were flying on the battlefield, leaving chaotic trails. Not far from the battle between the two sides, an extremely brutal war was also taking place on a silver planet.

Many artificial angels with silver metal wings and mechanical bodies are circling the planet. They are fighting with the descended Thunder Wings. Both of them have metal wings and are good at summoning and commanding mechanical clusters to fight. At this moment, the planet is full of autonomous units shuttling around. They fight each other, countless sparks and electric currents fly, and all kinds of mechanical debris are scattered all over the surface of the planet.

However, these are not the focus on the battlefield. Looking from space, a lightning ball three times smaller than a planet is slowly descending. In the center of the blue electric current core, the outline of a human figure can be vaguely seen.

Dark Sun Emerentin, this term came to mind.

Then a dazzling spear of lightning flashed from the deep space, piercing the mechanical planet below with Emorentin as the center.

Gravitation and electromagnetic force entangled in the sea of ​​stars, causing the mechanical life that was thrown away after being pierced to float up slowly, and then torn into pieces by magnetism and electricity. The dazzling electric spear struck the planet again and again, tearing apart part of the planet's core each time and bringing with it countless dead artificial angels.

Electric fire surged, sparks exploded and spread everywhere, and the repeated blows from the chisel penetrated all the artificial angels like a nightmare, until finally, a core shining with purple-red light was pulled out from deep underground.

Looking at the isolated and helpless core that was beating slowly like a heart, the artificial angels at the scene felt extremely fearful and unwilling. However, this could not stop Emorentin's actions. Like a cold-blooded executioner, He tore the core apart, and countless fragments and sparks spread out. This action also announced the complete destruction of the Dark Sun Rou.

The world fell silent. The resisting artificial angels fell into a daze one by one, and many of them entered a state of complete silence, as if they had been shut down and died.

Poor and lamentable

"How many times must we bear this price..." As all the scenes faded away, Tilan seemed to hear Trikarans humming in his memories.

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After finishing the tracing of Trikarans' memories, Tilan picked up the last crystal, a golden crystal that symbolized Hefasim. The strange feeling in it spread along her wrist to her whole body, as if she was familiar with it, but also had an inexplicable disgust.

My consciousness once again sank into distant memories, and countless images came to my mind...

"Your name is Helang, right?"

Before Tilan could get used to the body in his memory, a pain came from his nose. He slowly propped himself up and looked up, only then could he see the tall and ferocious child in front of him.

The other person looked no more than 10 years old, but was taller than himself, which meant that he should be in the same age as Helang when he was very young.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to take revenge on me?" The other person grabbed him by the collar and kicked him in the stomach.

Severe cramps came from her abdomen, and she had to curl up and struggle and roll on the ground.

"Go away, and don't come here to bother us next time." After saying that, the other party left arrogantly with a few followers of the same age.

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Many years later, a knock on the door woke Tilan up. He looked in the mirror and saw that Helang was now in his early 30s. With glasses on, he looked like an elegant scholar.

When he opened the door, a couple bent down humbly and prayed to him. Even though time had changed, he still recognized from the outline and features of their appearance that this was the boy he had bullied as a child.

"What's the matter?" The voice was calm, without any emotion.

"I beg you to lend us some money, my child..." It turned out that their child had contracted a strange disease, and the treatment of such a disease was extremely expensive.

Since the chaos of the Fifth Era, many planets and inhabited planets have been polluted. Viruses, radiation, mutations and other hazards often occur, which makes the remaining humans often face various diseases. The former hostile people came to him and begged. He could humiliate them at this time to repay the pain and hatred of his childhood. He could also be sure that the other party would not dare to resist because they still wanted to save the children.

But He Lang was not in such a mood at the moment. He just looked at the other party coldly for a long time, and then helped them contact a senior he was familiar with, who happened to be a medical expert in this field.

"As for the medical expenses, you don't have to worry about them for now, but..." He paused.

"I hope he will be a good boy in the future." After saying that, he closed the door without giving the other party a chance to thank him.

Many years have passed again. Now Helang has become a master of the entomology school and has been identified as the core of the next generation of the school. He is also about to be transferred to other star fields for scientific research.

"I am the child you saved that year. Thank you very much, Teacher Helang." A slightly plump young man handed him the bouquet of flowers with great trepidation.

Tilan noticed the badge on the other person's chest. It seemed that this child was admitted to a good university later. In the era of the Mechanical Parliament, this was a rare talent.

With a mixed feeling of relief and surprise, the original person accepted the bouquet, looked at the two elderly couples standing outside the guardrail in the distance, and nodded slightly to them, which was regarded as putting an end to the grudges of the past.

"Although the beginning of the story is not happy, perhaps it can still have a good ending." Sitting by the window of the spaceship, Helang wrote this line in his diary.

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After unknown years, he, who had become a dark sun, stood in the sea of ​​stars, side by side with another familiar figure. In front of them was a huge, constantly rotating nebula vortex, surrounded by blue and purple light sands and twinkling silver starlight.

"A fragment of the sun."

"A wish for the moon."

"The miracle of the stars."

"Now they are all ours." There was a great deal of vicissitudes in Hefasim's voice. It had been an unknown amount of time since he was a human.

"What are you going to do? End everything in the Fifth Era now and start a pure and unified era?" Trikarans' voice sounded in his ears.

"No." Hefashimo shook his head.

"It cannot be opened in our hands, as that would only allow the error to continue..."

"Sylen, Roentgen, Omo... and many others are gone. In order to win and continue, we sacrificed too much, so much that our image has been completely distorted."

"When the Dark Sun model comes to an end, human civilization will only have one person left, and that person is the will of the gods. The rest of the followers will end up like the tools we use. They can't think, they can't have opinions, and of course they can't become a true civilization."

"If we are the ones to start the next era, people in the future will think it was a worthwhile sacrifice and sing our praises."

"We've already made a very bad start. We can't let this continue." His voice was filled with sighs.

"But you and I also know the consequences of rashly handing over power. If the future is not controlled by us, who will exercise this power in the future?"

"This is the darkness that mankind must go through, but it is up to us to test who will be entrusted with the future." Hefasimo spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"If there is someone who can overcome many difficulties, turn the tide, and defeat us, are you willing to entrust this future to him?" Trikarans asked again.

“After the ugly insect breaks out of its cocoon, will it really become a butterfly? Will it be the seventeen-year cicada we have been waiting for, or another darker moth?”

"Human beings cannot remain unchanged forever, and everything they build may not necessarily be better..." Trikarans said again.

"Are you shaking me?"

The two dark suns, Hefasimo and Trikarans, rubbed and annihilated each other in the sea of ​​stars, causing countless tiny cracks in space.

"I didn't try to shake you. I was just stating a fact. You are so sure that everything now is painful and dark, but you also believe that the future will be better. How much basis do you have for this? Or are you already tired and pinning everything on some empty fantasy?"

"There's no point getting angry. Sooner or later, you and I will have to face real problems."

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"In that case, let us leave the opportunity of judgment to Him." Finally, the two reached a consensus and turned their attention to the rotating nebula vortex again.

"Extracted from the soul fragments of the four original beings..."

The transparent fragments in the vortex pieced together to form a shining soul.

"The spirit sleeping in the Moon Throne..."

The azure and purple light flowed into the empty soul.

"The alliance between humans and Loranxia was once agreed upon..."

The twinkling stars in the vortex returned to their positions, forming a sky-like scroll of the Eternal Covenant.

"This is the black book of prophecy..."

"This is the last and the first story..."

Countless stars twinkled on the covenant, forming magnificent words that were imprinted into the depths of the Sea of ​​Aegeka.

“At the very end…” Their eyes were focused on the slowly falling blue-purple tears, a miracle that carried countless wishes, spiritualities, and promises.

"What will you name him? This child will come to the world as the final judgment, and decide whether to destroy the next era and inherit our path, or choose that imperfect world and continue it."

"I don't know..." Hefasim felt a rare sense of relief and fatigue. He was already very old, and this aging was reflected in the wear and tear of his soul and the gradual loss of his humanity.

"Is that so... then let me give him a name." Trikarans finally spoke.

"Your name represents the human side, and the great will of the Sea of ​​Eka represents the destiny side. The two are combined to form the agreed result."

"Hefashimo-Loranxia, ​​let's name her 'Heshia'."

"What do you think? Isn't it a lovely and beautiful name? Although His Highness is cold and indifferent, with such a name, I can at least get a little warmth and kindness from Him."

As if receiving the final revelation, the condensed tears at this moment turned into blue-purple light and spread out, spreading across the entire sea of ​​stars, drifting away and disappearing.

Until a thousand years later, we meet again
(End of this chapter)