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Chapter 762: Young Appearance
My parents once lied to me that the world was a beautiful place.

They lied that there was a Santa Claus in the world. Lucky children would receive gifts from their parents who pretended to be Santa Claus, and unlucky children...

They will be excited to learn that there is Santa Claus in this world, but the next day they will look at the empty bedside and realize that Santa Claus does not exist.

The unlucky girl realized it was a dream when she saw her Christmas present.

When she woke up, she looked at the empty bedside without feeling lost or regretful.

Parents promised that Santa Claus would come to deliver gifts, made up a beautiful lie, and then ignored this beautiful lie and forgot to tell more lies to support it.

They have no ill intentions, they... just don't care about beautiful fantasies.

At least some of the beautiful things are not fantasies.

[Be kind and sincere to others][Be compassionate][Share happiness and difficulties together][Suffering a loss is a blessing][Only hard work will be rewarded]...

But these are also false.

When she loudly denounced those falsehoods, people around her said she was too extreme and too radical.

Parents will not tell their children that there is no right or wrong in this world, only hypocrisy and compromise.

They will only say this one day when their children are indignantly shouting that this is wrong and incorrect, "Stop being childish. This is how society works."

Those were incredible growing pains. Even when she was woken up by the tearing cramps in her calves while sleeping, she didn't shed so many tears.

Then she wiped away her tears.

Perhaps her world is too colorful, making the world around her seem dark.

So go build that world.

She came to a clean research institute and met several geniuses with twisted and extreme hearts. They were cynical and looked like wolves, but they were hiding in a small room.

The only thing that can make them speak human language is their joint project - uploading human consciousness, and criticizing her for playing the century-old golden song without permission.

They all want to abandon their bodies and escape into a virtual world.

But this is not so easy to do. When the progress is stuck, the project is close to death, and the future is bleak, they start to complain, which is what they are best at.

As she packed her things, she expressed her regret that the place was going to be closed.

She didn't hate it here because it was clean. Of course, it didn't mean the environment was clean, in fact, it was like a garbage dump.

This little world is clean. There is only right and wrong here. If you do wrong, you will be punished. If you do right, you will be praised and rewarded.

It’s still a child’s world.

They asked her what she wanted to do.

She wanted to create a world, a fantasy world. How fantasy... there would be people who stepped forward to help others, and those people would be rewarded.

Everyone will fight against an enemy together, they will argue, but they will always stand together in the end, and their victory will be sincerely praised by people.

Even those in high positions will not hesitate to give their applause.

【Isn’t that just a game? 】

A gloomy girl criticized her answer with a slightly disdainful nasal tone.

【Can you do it? 】

Her retort added some other colors to the pure white lab, and they began to play [games] that they had never touched before.

They have many faults, the biggest of which is stubbornness. They want to create masterpieces. They want to be profound and unfathomable, and the essence of comedy is tragedy. They want to have depth and never be superficial.

Most importantly, they will not follow the popular trends, but will decide what players like.

They hadn't even started yet and she wanted to leave. It wasn't a beautiful fantasy world, it was just another sad reality.

She just wanted a place that was as close to reality as possible, where people like her could find out what they were supposed to be like when they grew up.

Kind, compassionate, willing to sacrifice oneself for others, a superficial good person.

But she finally stayed. She had a premonition that if she left she would just live a mediocre life and either complain about herself or suddenly grow up and mature. But if she stayed... then at least she had seized the opportunity and worked hard for it.

She had to drag along these guys who only knew how to give up and complain.

She was changed by it.

She has been good at observing people's words and expressions since she was young. She is well aware of the lies and hypocrisy of adults, so she is quite adept at using them.

Use sweet talk to obtain sponsorship and investment, coax or simply change the settings of other people's masterpieces, while expanding the research field involved and studying psychology to improve AI.

Eventually her body broke down.

That mouth has told more lies than truths, and that face reveals hypocrisy that seems real, while the true feelings seem fake.

Her body seemed out of sync with her mind.

In order to get the equipment and games approved, she specialized in this area and published many papers, so she was very clear that she was ill, with a mental illness related to virtual stealth.

Fortunately... the technology for uploading human consciousness has been gradually improved in the process of developing games, so her suicide will not fail.

[I really want to go back to my original form][I really want to find my true self][I really want to die].

She seemed to see her past self, glaring at herself, and although no sound came out of her mouth, she was saying words of reproach.

What do you mean, don't give up, keep going...

Those were the nonsense she said when she was young, words that she could easily refute now, but she was too tired to pay attention.

"Don't look at me like that. At least I completed that beautiful world and filled the last hole of those idiots."

"I've changed, but at least I succeeded."

"So, I'm going to escape from the real world. Of course, I won't..."

[Quick...self...]

My younger self made some noise.

"Go back to your own world!"

Blaze's voice shattered the illusion of her younger self, and at the same time, that young face appeared in her mind.

No wonder she hated Blaze so much, if she took a closer look at this guy… wasn’t he made in the same youthful way as she was when she first entered the lab?

That fake Goth who had disliked her from the beginning actually violated her portrait rights.

Or in the eyes of that fake goth, is she a fool like Blaze who does nothing every day but keeps buying apples and challenging herself to do things she can't do?
The sun god Ra was punched into the sky by Blaze, and his health was at its lowest point. The players consciously did not take action.

In this mother-son confrontation, it was never their turn to make the final move. Of course, the biggest reason was that they were like two people at the same starting line, holding each other back, like two heart runners who were reaching out to block the other runners.

Blaze grabbed the sun god Ra's neck and took out the twisted greatsword. On the dark blade, Blaze saw the roaring black beast knight.

The impulse brought by the Black Beast Knight in his heart made Blaze want to end it quickly.

"This is the last—"

The twisted sword fell down, and the hair that turned from golden to gray floated into the sky.

(End of this chapter)