Fantasy Writers 1860

silence.

The two looked at each other in silence, speechless, unsure of what to say.

In the end, it was Lily's thunderous language system that broke the awkward silence first:

"You're not dead."

Dorian sensed a hint of regret in her seemingly strained tone.

"So, what exactly is going on?" Dorian asked cautiously.

Once her fighting spirit subsided, Lily suddenly realized something. She immediately turned around, leaving only her back to her, and said, "Put your clothes on first."

It was only at this moment that Dorian realized that he was still completely naked.

"good……"

He hurriedly picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on.

When he got dressed and returned to his study, he found Lily sitting obediently in his chair, while Disilife was lying directly on his bed without any sense of boundaries.

"I heard that when Lily came in just now, you were naked..." Disilife seemed to be suppressing a laugh.

"I'm taking a shower! Who wears clothes while showering?" Dorian interrupted abruptly, bursting into tears as he began to accuse, "You guys broke into my house in the middle of the night for no reason, and even broke my bathroom door and windows!"

"I will compensate you." Lily said seriously as she sat in the chair.

"So, what exactly happened?" Dorian looked at Lily's obedient appearance and didn't say anything more, but instead asked for the reason.

Their intrusion in the middle of the night probably wasn't just to give me a fright.

"We observed two consecutive sublimation reactions in your area just now," Disliffe explained.

"Yes, that's right, it's me."

"...How did you manage to do that? What exactly did you write?"

"I don't know. I suddenly had a new idea when I got back tonight, so I just jotted it down, and then I saw the paper start to glow." Dorian looked completely bewildered, unlike someone in Versailles. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Disilife: ...

I've been tricked by this guy.

After gathering her thoughts, Disiffi continued, "Normally, whether it's a fantasy book or a fantasy manuscript, their creation consumes the creator's energy and soul. This consumption is also reflected in the body, and it usually takes a long time to recover before one can live a normal life again..."

Dorian remembered that Dislife had mentioned this concept before, and that for creators, creating a fantasy book is both a recognition and a gift from the world, as well as a torment and a curse.

With each fantasy book completed, the author loses a portion of their related experiences and memories. This continues until their soul is completely hollowed out, becoming a mindless, void-like entity born from the tide of nothingness.

So how come I haven't had any problems and haven't felt any of my experiences or memories being emptied out?

Is this one of the perks I enjoy as a transmigrator from outside this world?

"...And you recently created a fantasy book, seemingly unaffected. I've seen writers with such extraordinary talent before, whose experiences and spiritual power are quite strong. They recover quickly, sometimes even just from a good night's sleep, so this isn't surprising," Disifi continued.

"But this is the first time I've ever seen someone create two fantasy drafts in one night and still maintain human form." Although Disiffi was trying her best to remain calm, Dorian could still clearly sense her astonishment.

"Maintaining human form? So, you think my soul was completely hollowed out after creating these two illusory manuscripts, turning me into a void monstrous being? That's why you're coming to collect my corpse?" Dorian made this deduction based on the information he had previously shared.

"That's right." Lily nodded in the chair, without explaining anything further.

It seems they meant well.

"So, can you tell me now what exactly is a Void Spawn? I remember you said before that it was insider information, so now I'm considered an insider too, right?" Dorian asked, seizing the opportunity.

Disiffi sat up in bed, her expression solemn, staring intently at Dorian. Her deep blue eyes were as deep as a lake, and her long, messy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, slightly curled, trembling almost imperceptibly with her soft breathing.

"First of all, the [Tide of Nothingness] in mythology is real, but it wasn't completely sealed away like in the ending of the legend, until the day of judgment." After a moment of thought, Dislife slowly spoke.

Dorian now knows about the Tide of Nothingness. He had attended several sermons in church and gained a basic understanding of the mainstream creation myths in Europe from the priest's fragmented stories:

After the primordial being differentiated into seven source deities and began to use their respective powers to create this vibrant world, a crisis also arrived.

It all started with Orbis, the mirror image of the seven goddesses, the Other, and all the goddesses of opposites, who began to ponder a strange question:

Since she is the very concept of "the Other and the Opposite", then what is her "the Other and the Opposite"?

She began to peer into what she called the existence "beyond the world," and then she saw "nothingness."

It is not emptiness, but something even more terrifying than emptiness. Emptiness still has "nothingness" as a concept, but nothingness is not even "nothingness".

Terrified, Orbis tried to leave, but the Void had already invaded from beyond the world.

After that, the seven goddesses and all living beings in the world worked together to resist the erosion of the "Tide of Nothingness," resulting in a series of heroic tales and miraculous miracles. In the end, the seven goddesses sacrificed themselves to become the seal.

The final part of the story emphasizes how the human king sacrificed himself and the "immortality" of the human race to create chains that firmly locked the "Tide of Nothingness" outside the world.

The seven gods then fell into a deep sleep, but not a complete one.

The myth also says that the seal will eventually break down, and the "Tide of Nothingness" will return, which will be the end of the world.

However, the seven gods will also awaken at that time, save the world once again, judge the sins of all people, and guide good souls to build a new world after the [Tide of Nothingness].

"You mean, the tide of nothingness has always been there, and the whole world has always been in a state of sustainable apocalypse?" Dorian thought of this possibility.

"Yes, the tide of nothingness has never left us, it has just become much smaller and more frequent, like the tides that occasionally erode the shores of the world." Dislife found Dorian's description quite interesting.

"Through the work of churches and phantom book management organizations in various places, the world is generally quite stable now, so the tide of nothingness has gradually become a concept in myths in the world of ordinary people."

"The most common manifestation of the Void Tide in modern times is the Void Spawn," Dislife added. "In areas corrupted by the Void, twisted creatures called 'Void Echoes' may be born."

"They are the 'echoes' left after a certain concept has been stripped away. For example, a family full of 'love' that has been eroded by 'nihilism' may give birth to a monster that craves and devours emotions."

"The current [Tide of Nothingness] no longer possesses the world-destroying power of mythology. The protective network built by the churches and the librarians' strongholds is effective enough to prevent the erosion of the [Nothingness], so ordinary people will almost never be harmed by the [Nothingness] in their entire lives."

It turns out that the churches scattered throughout this world are indeed useful, working in tandem with the librarians who contain and use the phantom books, acting as invisible guardians for ordinary people in this world.

"In such an environment, the authors of illusory books are the most likely to become monstrous entities of nothingness. This is because their souls are damaged and hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell, making them a perfect fit for nothingness to inhabit."

"It's not only the authors of fantasy books who can become ethereal beings, but they are the most likely candidates," Lily added at the opportune moment.

After listening attentively to Vicky's explanation, Dorian finally relaxed. "So, it was all a misunderstanding. I didn't become a Void Spawn, and I'm feeling fine now. Although you damaged two doors and a window, thank you for your concern."

"I will make amends." Lily repeated what she had just said, which was unusual for her, with a hint of guilt in her voice, as if Dorian was still somewhat dissatisfied with the accident.

"It's alright, it doesn't matter." Dorian waved his hand, walked to the table and picked up two stacks of manuscripts. "More than that, I'm more concerned about what kind of power these two fantasy manuscripts have been given."