All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

This was a thought etched deep into his soul after ten years of solitary travel.

His indifference was not out of resentment towards the world.

It's not about holding a grudge against the insults from back then.

Rather, he had already shed all of his ego.

He no longer cared about his reputation, his right or wrong, or the opinions of the world.

He was not angry when people criticized him.

People respected him, but he was not pleased.

People felt ashamed of him, but he remained unmoved.

All emotions, all entanglements, all personal obsessions, are nullified.

The sole purpose of his life now is to uphold righteousness.

Protect humanity, safeguard all living beings, vanquish the supernatural, and break through the realm of the supernatural.

That's it.

"A hollow reputation is useless."

Ning Ye spoke calmly, his clear and cold voice echoing above the crowd.

"Instead of wasting time apologizing, clearing one's name, or celebrating success."

"Why not reinforce the barrier, organize the supplies, and train new recruits?"

"The next ghost realm will spawn before anyone can wait."

Every word is clear-headed, realistic, and cold.

It instantly silenced the noisy crowd completely.

Everyone who looked at his solitary and upright figure felt a mix of emotions, a bittersweet feeling that was hard to describe.

Yes.

Others care about their reputation, their innocence, and their honor and disgrace.

Ning Ye, however, didn't care about anything.

He only cared about whether everyone else lived or died.

"But... Ning Ye, these past ten years have been too difficult for you."

The chief of staff sighed deeply, his eyes filled with reluctance.

"More than ten top-tier dungeons where death is almost certain."

"Each one is a dead end where everyone is wiped out."

"You completed the entire game solo."

"You saved countless lives, yet you always bore all the danger, all the sins, and all the loneliness alone."

"For a full ten years, you never had teammates, never had anyone to accompany you, and never relaxed for even a moment."

Aren't you tired?

This is a question that countless people have wanted to ask for ten years.

I finally asked the question today.

Tired?

Ning Ye's heart stirred slightly.

Images of countless near-death experiences over the past decade flashed through my mind.

He was surrounded by strange forces countless times, his bones broke and he bled, and he was on the verge of death.

Countless times I found myself alone in dire straits, with no one to help me and no way out.

He returned victorious countless times, greeted by cheers from the entire city, yet no one dared to approach him or stay with him.

tired.

How could I not be tired?

Ten years of sleepless nights, ten years of life and death struggles, ten years of walking alone.

My body is exhausted, my mind is exhausted, and my soul is exhausted to the extreme.

But he had already become numb.

Even if it's tiring, you have to persevere.

Even if you're tired, you must persevere.

He is humanity's last shield, last sword, and last hope.

He cannot fall.

They didn't dare to fall.

"Not tired."

Ning Ye raised his eyes and spoke calmly.

"As long as humanity exists, it's not tiring."

One sentence brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the audience.

"Don't you really... think about yourself at all?"

The young captain, his eyes red, continued to press for answers.

"Sister Su Qing and Sister Nancy have been looking for you, waiting for you, and wanting to be with you all these years!"

"Countless times they wanted to team up with you, to share your burdens, and to help you overcome your loneliness!"

"But you always refuse outright! You always face life-or-death situations alone!"

Why don't you give yourself a chance? Why don't you give someone a chance to offer you warmth?

Su Qing and Nancy were mentioned.

A faint ripple finally flickered across Ning Ye's lifeless eyes.

He returned from a successful mission ten years ago, only to be scorned by thousands.

Everyone abandoned him, doubted him, and feared him.

Only Su Qing always believed in him and always protected him.

Only Nancy always relied on him and was never afraid of him.

For ten years, the two girls never gave up on getting closer to him.

I applied to join a team time and time again, waited for his return time and time again, and tried to warm his frozen heart time and time again.

But each time, Ning Ye coldly rejected her.

"unnecessary."

Ning Ye spoke calmly, his tone unwavering.

"Teaming up will be a burden."

"Personal feelings will cloud one's judgment."

"I need to be absolutely calm, absolutely alone, and absolutely free of all attachments."

"Only in this way can we ensure absolute safety in the desperate dungeon."

"Only then can we protect more people."

This is the absolute rule he discovered over ten years.

The human heart has weaknesses and vulnerabilities.

Where there are ties, there are concerns.

When there is warmth, there will be hesitation.

But in the perilous city of Guicheng, there is no room for hesitation, no room for weakness, and no room for hindrance.

Ten years ago, he was still struggling with the torment of human relationships.

Ten years later, he completely severed all personal relationships.

I don't make friends, I don't form groups, I'm not soft-hearted, and I don't fall in love.

Alone and invincible.

With the coldest heart, do the most righteous thing.

"drag?!"

The young player was completely panicked, his voice turning red.

"How are you a burden! They genuinely want to help you! They genuinely want to be with you!"

"You're not a tool! You're a human being, Ning Ye!"

"You can be indifferent, you can be worldly-wise, but you can't live your whole life without a shred of warmth!"

"You saved the whole world, but you neglected yourself!"

These words struck a chord with everyone.

The entire place was silent as everyone watched that solitary figure, a bitter feeling welling up in their hearts.

Yes.

Ning Ye is a human being.

It is not a machine that is unaware of pain, fatigue, or loneliness.

But for the past ten years, he has lived a life colder, more rigid, and more resolute than a machine.

Ning Ye remained silent for two seconds.

There was no anger, no turmoil in my heart, only a clear and indifferent feeling.

I am a human being.

But my fate now is not my own.

Ten years ago, that one cut not only took the life of an innocent child, but also severed my own private life.

From that moment on, I will live only for the sake of all living beings.

I don't deserve warmth, I don't deserve companionship, I don't deserve selfishness.

I carry my sins with me, and shall walk alone forever.

This is his deepest self-awareness in ten years.

It is also the most biased sense of righteousness that is ultimately distorted by subconscious pollution.

"I don't need temperature."

Ning Ye raised his eyes and looked calmly at the excited crowd.

"Peace and stability in the world is my warmth."

"My peace of mind comes from the survival of the people."

"All other personal relationships, companionship, warmth, understanding, and reputation are burdens to me."

His words landed coldly and indifferently.

This completely shut down all attempts at persuasion.

Everyone stood there, speechless, filled with bitterness and helplessness.

They finally understood completely.

Ten years of solitary journey.

It wasn't that the world isolated Ning Ye.

Ning Ye deliberately isolated the whole world.

He deliberately severed all affection, pushed away all companionship, and abandoned his entire self.

Willingly, alone, bearing the darkness of eternity, to protect the light of humanity.

"But Ning Ye... each of the more than ten top-tier dungeons was a near-death experience."

The commander spoke in a heavy voice.

"It's really too dangerous for you to be alone."

"No matter how strong you are, human strength has its limits! What if one time you can't hold on..."

The words were left unsaid, yet everyone understood.

If Ning Ye is defeated.

Humanity was wiped out.

Humanity was annihilated.

This was an ending no one dared to imagine.

Upon hearing this, Ning Ye's eyes remained calm, and his tone was extremely firm.

"I will not lose."

"I will not die until humanity is completely preserved."

It's not arrogance.

It's not arrogance.

It was his deepest obsession and most stubborn adherence.

He cannot afford to lose.

I will never allow myself to fail.

"you……"

Looking at his cold and resolute expression, the chief of staff could no longer utter a word.

"Report any further developments in the Ghost Realm as they occur."

Ning Ye stopped talking and walked past everyone to leave.

His back was straight, aloof, and resolute.

Step by step, I distanced myself from the noisy crowds, from all the warmth and adulation.

Alone, I walked to the most remote, highest, and coldest deserted rooftop in the safe zone.

That was his only refuge for the past ten years.

No matter how many times they return victorious from the ashes, no matter how many times they are cheered by the masses.

He was always alone, walking up to the rooftop and looking down at the lights of countless homes.

As everyone watched his lonely figure recede into the distance, no one spoke for a long time.

A breeze swept across the square, carrying a slightly cool scent.

After a long while, the veteran player slowly spoke, his voice hoarse.

"I finally understand."

"Ten years ago, everyone thought he had been corrupted into a demon."

"But it took me ten years to understand."

"The pollution did not destroy him."

"It's just stripping away all his selfishness, tenderness, and personal feelings."

"What remains is a savior who lived solely for the sake of humanity, the purest of all."

"He is indifferent because he no longer lives for himself."

"He was lonely because he gave all his warmth to the world."

Another team member nodded, his eyes red:

"yes……"

People are afraid of death, the bizarre, and sacrifice.

"Only he was unafraid of death, fatigue, or loneliness."

"He would rather live a life of solitude, bear infamy, and be cold and heartless than let us live in peace year after year."

"In the past ten years, he has cleared twelve super S-level ghost domains."

"Countless dangerous and bizarre creatures have been destroyed."

"More than 100,000 survivors were saved."

"But he never said a word of thanks to anyone."

"That's so stupid...he's really so stupid."

The crowd sighed softly, filled with remorse and respect.

The bustling square gradually quieted down.

Everyone slowly dispersed, heading to their respective posts to safeguard this hard-won peace.

And on the rooftop.

A cold wind howled, blowing the stray hairs on Ning Ye's forehead and ruffling his worn-out black combat uniform.

He stood alone by the railing, looking down at the entire bustling and peaceful safe zone of Jiangcheng.

Below, the noise of people was deafening, and the fireworks were commonplace.

Children laugh and play, the elderly chat, and the survivors live peacefully year after year.

This is the peace on earth that he earned through ten years of solitary bloodshed, ten years of walking alone, and ten years of sin.

There was still no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

There was only a silent tranquility.

【worth.】

Silently repeating in my heart.

There was no ripple, no emotion, only absolute certainty.

Even if no one understands.

Even if no one is with you.

Even if it means eternal solitude.

Even if it means being stigmatized.

As long as humanity exists, all living beings will be safe and sound.

Everything was worth it.

Occasionally, the innocent and childlike face of that little girl from ten years ago still flashes through my mind.

That was his only sin in his life, his only shackle.

This is also the source of his ten years of tireless efforts to protect the world.

Back then, subconscious corruption led him to rationally abandon good.

But he had been sober and alone for ten years, silently atoning for his sins.

He endured a lifetime of loneliness in exchange for the survival of ten thousand lives.

"I have a responsibility to one person."

"To protect millions of people."

Ning Ye murmured softly, his voice so faint it was carried away by the wind.

"From this day forward, I will wield my sword alone and forever guard the human world."

From this day forward...

Selfless, ruthless, selfless, and without companionship.

Only righteousness endures.

The cold wind blows incessantly on the rooftop, and a solitary figure stands alone.

Of all the myriad aspects of human life, no one understands him anymore.

Ten years of solitary journey, a life dedicated to vanquishing demons and gods.

Everyone else is at peace, but he alone is cold.

This is Ning Ye.

Ten years of being misunderstood, ten years of loneliness, ten years of bloody battles.

With the coldest heart, I still guard the warmest humanity.