They all call me an Outer God.

But Riya was silent at this time. He did not move, but shook his head.

"No, I can't leave. Just like the rules of time and space, history cannot be changed. What is destined to happen will definitely happen."

"If the idiots today are bound to become blind and stupid, if the world is bound to be destroyed, if He has affected the past and wants to affect the present and the future, then I can only make one choice."

"Rather than letting Him be the sinner, let me be the sinner."

[Go back... Go back]

The thick fog rolled thicker and thicker, and even made anxious sounds. This was the first time that Riya heard Him speak human language. He was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth raised a little relieved arc.

"Everyone is wrong. Shival is not a nightmare that will bring disaster. Shival is a good kid."

"So much has already been lost, but at least now I can make a difference."

Riya's pupils lit up slightly at this moment.

“I want everyone here to survive, I want everyone to survive, even if it means becoming an old person.

If I must be the creator, I hope that the world I create will be like the Garden of Eden... I will give everyone the correct authority. "

Riya thought Li Ya was crazy, but Li Ya felt that the original body was even crazier. This person's thinking could no longer be described as a "human".

When someone says that he wants to destroy the world, it may not be worth being too afraid of, but if the other person says that he wants to create a utopia, then that person is definitely a real lunatic.

"You are worthy of being my original body. Compared to me, you are the real devil. Let everyone live? The price is to let them become the Old Ones? How can you say such a thing? Why do you think you can save everyone?"

Li Ya's eyes were complicated, but Liya just smiled slightly: "I am just interpreting the script. The content of the script has already been determined and cannot be changed, so I can only think of ways to make it more exciting and outstanding.

What's more, don't you know what my most important thing is now? I want to play the role of a prophet. Now we are in a dream of the bright sun, so I predict that the past is in me, the present is in me, and the future is also in me. I can do anything I say. "

"Because I am the beginning, the origin, and the number zero, in my script setting, my authority and power are supreme."

“But think about it, a being as extraordinary as the Creator cannot appear at the very beginning. He should be set as the final villain, and once he wakes up, he will cause the destruction of all things.

In order to suppress His resurrection, people must unite and fight together. As long as everyone has a common enemy, there will be fewer disputes. Once there are no disputes, the world will become a truly perfect Eden. "

"Doesn't it sound interesting? Since I can't change the script, I'll just let it develop the way I like. I like watching the ants trying to kill me but failing—"

Riya smiled and stretched out her hand to the angel she created, as if inviting her past self to perform a perfect dance.

"Since you want to become a god, then I will grant your wish. Come here. You have been hating for too long. It is time to rest."

Li Ya seemed to be frightened by the original body's calm hysteria and did not move for a while, and Ria just stood there with an inviting posture, without urging.

After a moment, he silently turned around and looked at the dark tentacles extending from the mist, then reached out his hand and touched their cold surface.

"Swar..."

"I think I understand why you are so obsessed with me, but there is nothing to see here. Go back and wait for me. I will be back soon."

[I can't leave. This is not the ending you want. No one has the right to force you to do anything you don't want to do.]

【I disagree! 】

"But if you're trapped here too, there's really no way we can be rescued—

Yog-Sothoth, I know you are watching, take Him away."

[…I don’t agree! ]

"go back."

【Why can't we go together? I want to stay with you】

[I don't agree! I can't leave! Don't try to get rid of me! ]

[Please don't abandon me! Don't let me be alone any longer! ]

The nameless fog made an unprecedented roar, but no one could surpass the door in the field of time and space. In just a moment, the fog disappeared completely.

And Riya sighed when she saw this.

"I can't let you bear the consequences of what's going to happen next."

He was not sure whether what he was doing was right. Every step he took now was like stepping on a rope on a cliff. If he lost his footing, he would fall into the abyss.

But now Riya had nothing to lose, and no god except the Nameless Mist stood up to stop him, saying that he couldn't do this and it was wrong to do so.

The gods acquiesced in his actions.

"It can be seen that you are quite satisfied with being gods."

Liya sneered and looked up at the sky. Her pupils seemed to travel through time and space, staring at the arrogant gods standing high above her. "Are you satisfied? I will make sure that every one of you suffer in the future."

"Wait for me."

He uttered these words, and at that moment, all the gods sleeping in the future shuddered involuntarily in their sleep.

Riya finally chose to fulfill her destiny and began to perform according to the established script.

He will merge with the Idiot and personally cause the destruction of the world, and everyone will die without exception.

When the natural disaster struck, the wailing of mothers, the crying of children, the shouting of people, these sounds, the voices of billions of people, consistently flooded into Leah's mind. He felt the collapsing emotions of everyone, and was so painful that he twisted into a mythical creature on the spot.

Technology is worthless under the oppression of God.

At this moment, Riya was wondering if he really had no humanity. He should feel sad for all the humans and creatures that had perished, but under the influence of the idiot, even his thinking became sluggish.

"We will become the originals. Although we have not yet met the qualifications to become gods...but so what? Even if we don't reach Meme Zero, my strength is enough to create gods."

Suffering is the best nourishment.

Riya, who had transformed into a mythical creature again, gazed at the original godhead in the void and stretched out his tentacles to surround and swallow it. Then he took the souls of all creatures to the depths of the stars, witnessing the collapse of the original universe and the birth of a new universe.

[Assuming that the new universe is a completely blank modeling scene, I should try to restore the details of the previous universe, and then add some new things.] I have to say that Nyarlathotep was really foresighted and taught him this skill in advance.

Riya was quietly suspended among the stars. He found that his body as a mythical creature could swim like an octopus in the gravity-free environment of outer space, and his tentacles were very long like a tail.

This feeling was so novel that Riya played with it for more than ten days at a time, wandering around in the universe and observing closely those celestial bodies that usually could only be viewed from a distance and not touched.

Then, he began to gesture forward twice with his tentacles according to his own impression.

In the Creator's vision, all existence is composed of disordered lines. Originally, he could not create living things, but his fusion with angels perfectly made up for his lack of inspiration.

I have to build a Shiva

The gray tentacles were constantly squeezed by the extraordinary factors and were eventually compressed into a sphere that could not be any smaller. This ball was only the size of a ping-pong ball, but like a black hole, it could easily pull and crush planets within a radius of hundreds of light years.

But Ria was still not satisfied. His inspiration was constantly consumed and replenished in the process of creating the ball. The last script would not be fast-forwarded and could not be escaped, so Ria had enough time to complete his creation.

[First, create a black mist, named Neog Sosip]

[I hope His strength is strong enough, beyond all strength, strong enough to do whatever He wants]

[His main color is pure black, and there are countless eyes inside that can see everything. He is more noble than the stars, and more magnificent and brilliant than the stars.]

The Creator keeps falling asleep and waking up, and he is boringly but tirelessly perfecting his work until his existence is perfect.

The nameless fog was born from the material that was constantly collapsing and causing violent explosions. The dark mists had no consciousness yet, but relied on instinct to get close to their creator and shroud him in the vast black fog. In the boring time of the creator, it was the only company.

As for why it was this one, it was because Elijah’s current ability was not enough to create gods, but as time went by, it was only a matter of time before they became gods.

Good morning, Naoge.

Good afternoon, Nioge.

Good evening, Naoge.

There is no concept of time among the stars, but the Creator still insists on greeting the nameless fog every twenty-four hours. Chaos was born in the darkness, and the Creator's divided body gradually possessed independent and simple thinking under the embrace of the stars.

Nyarlathotep who controls chaos, Yog-Sothoth who represents time and space, and Shab-Niggurath who breeds endless vitality...

Riya is not sure which soul she has stored gave them consciousness, but the three pillar gods are still young, so Riya must pay attention to keeping them active to prevent them from suddenly dying one day.

【Why do I feel like a nanny...】

Newly born supernatural creatures are always full of ferocity. They seem to be very incompatible with each other and will fight as soon as they meet. Most of the time, two of them will gang up on the unpleasant Chaos, while Nyarlathotep will hide in the tentacles of Ria, trying to avoid being beaten up.

Of course, it will also provoke its other brothers and sisters while hiding, and seems to be quite keen on watching them hate it but can't get rid of it.

The Creator set up birthdays for them. Whenever someone has a birthday, the other extraordinary creatures will stop fighting and start celebrating the birthday of the extraordinary creature.

One day, they thought they should celebrate the birthday of the mythical creature who called himself Azathoth, so several extraordinary creatures kept doing something behind his back. When the Creator came to his senses, Shab-Nicholas came over with two extremely ugly creatures, saying that this was a surprise for Azathoth.

Ding ding! These are the two newborn babies of it and Yog-Sothoth.

【Isn’t it a surprise? 】

The Creator looked at his two "grandsons" with two eyes... no, it should be countless eyes that turned black.

[Why did you have a child while fighting? Was that a serious fight? ]

[You know, you can be considered brother and sister, you...]

[This is too blasphemous. I am too old to keep up with the trend of young extraordinary creatures. Take the child away and let me take my time.]

The Creator felt surprisingly complicated when facing two new lives. Although from a historical perspective, the birth of new life was inevitable and those lost souls would eventually return in another form, the Creator could not guarantee that everyone would get a body of their own.

The worst possibility is that countless souls are squeezed into the same body to become one individual. The souls will mutate due to various factors and eventually lose their nature and become brutal and violent.

"There is no solution to this. If I become Meme Zero, it might work, but I can't perform all the memes here. Besides, the idiotic memes have had too much impact on me. I feel like my thinking is getting worse day by day lately."

A long time passed like this, and Ria lived in difficulty for an unknown number of years without communicating with any normal people.

He watched his creations grow stronger and stronger, and they were no longer as intimate with him as before. Sometimes he even felt that when they looked at him, they had a desire to kill him.

All creations are becoming more powerful, but Riya still maintains his original meme level. When he is lonely, he will think of the question about "human nature".

Anyone who stayed in this kind of environment for so long would probably lose all humanity, let alone him.

From the birth of the universe to the birth of a new civilization——

It's so boring, when will it end?

Is there anything that brings you pleasure?
Where is Nyarlathotep? He is the most amusing person, where has he gone?

The Creator's mood becomes increasingly changeable and erratic in an extreme and unchanging environment.

Sometimes he would stay quietly in one place and do nothing, and sometimes he would suddenly and violently destroy the surrounding galaxies and then reshape them.

In addition to the Nameless Mist and the Three Pillar Gods, more and more "Old Ones" and Outer Gods were born one after another. At this time, the Creator finally felt that there was enough time.

[The universe is a process of continuous reincarnation, and a new civilization is about to be born]

[New civilizations will eventually replace old ones. These are some particularly interesting rules I added to the world]

[No, we don’t agree! ]

Those old gods seemed to have some opinions about this, but the Creator did not want to pay attention to them. To advance, he had to create new audiences and new performance scenes for himself.

[Whether it is a new civilization or an old civilization, everyone should have the opportunity to become a god]

However, such an opportunity would infringe upon the interests of the old gods, and a great dispute broke out among them. They even sent representatives to the temple to confront the Creator face to face.

(End of this chapter)