The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"From the Zhengtian Dynasty to the Empire, and from the Empire to the Age of Heroes... What you want is not a beautiful world, but a world that moves forward forever."

"What you want is for the entire world to move forward without stopping. You don't allow any freezing or stagnation, so you want to kill the gods. That's why the Zhengtian Dynasty that lasted for tens of thousands of years was destroyed, and the empire only lasted for a short thousand years... As for whether it is good or bad? Is it order or chaos? You don't care at all, do you? Because you are destiny, you are... the only supreme being in this world."

"Even..." Anser touched his chest, "It doesn't matter to you whether it's humans who lead the world forward or not - if I remember correctly, the dragons were the ones who dominated the world in the beginning, but they have been eliminated by you. As long as they lose hope of moving forward... humans will be eliminated by you one day, right?"

This is reasonable, and this is what destiny will truly pursue.

Human happiness? Human beauty? Human hope? What does this have to do with Him? As the Supreme Being who can easily manipulate the direction of the world and can wantonly control all living beings, He should have his eyes on something more magnificent, something completely beyond the human level.

"So what should I call you?"

Anser looked up: "Are you destiny... or the world itself?"

The term "destiny" is too vague.

Since He has a clear purpose, and the "beneficiary" of this purpose is the world, let's make a bold assumption.

Destiny is the world, a certain kind of... consciousness of the world?

"..."

This time, fate was truly silent, Anser could feel it.

After a long time, He answered:

"Anser, you are amazing."

"Is it too late to please me now?"

"No, you can understand it as me lamenting that I can create such an individual."

I can create...

"So." Anser exhaled slowly, "You are indeed the world."

"You cannot understand my existence, and I cannot explain my existence to you."

Fate... or the voice of the world is very quiet: "I am not the 'world consciousness' in your understanding, but you are right about one thing."

“Eternal progress—this is my pursuit, my only pursuit.”

Destiny said that it was not the "consciousness" of the world and could not give Anser a specific description, but it approved of Anser's statement.

Eternal progress... From this perspective, it seems more like a simple... to put it in an anthropomorphic way, a kind of... obsession?

The obsession of the world? The obsession of moving the whole world forward? ""

"If you think this is more appropriate, you can understand it this way."

"Yeah……"

Anser's life seemed to have reached the end in an instant. All the problems disappeared. As long as he took one more step forward, he would reach the end.

But Anser knew very well how difficult and... distant this step was.

I finally got the answer, and this answer was also confirmed by fate.

Anser did not feel relieved. He had too many feelings: joy, anger, hatred, tranquility... all these emotions intertwined together, and made him realize that the decision he made was the right one.

This is his will, and it is proof that he will never give in even after fighting with fate to this point.

"So now, are you still going to convince me?" he asked with a smile.

"I'm asking you, do you still plan to continue?"

Destiny's voice was the same as always: "Do you know what you are to the world, Anser?"

“To the world, every individual is a pure, meaningless tiny thing. Your size is no different from a stone to the world. Even your end, your grave—the abyss—is only a part of the world.”

"Your words and your decisions are like a cell in the human body, trying to seize control of the entire body. It's ridiculous—"

"Then do you think I can do it?"

Anser shattered fate's questioning with just one question.

He smiled, chuckled, and then laughed out loud:

"Fate, do you think I can do it? Can I... take away your world and kill your future?"

Fate did not answer.

"You know I can do it, and that's why you chose to talk to me here."

"Conversations" with people are so cheap for destiny and the "obsession with the world". They are so cheap that they give people the illusion that He is nothing special, causing His great and mysterious veil and halo to collapse, and may even make people... disappointed?

But that's fate.

Because He cannot break through the framework called "reasonableness", He has already foreseen a future with a similar probability of almost 100%.

Even though he knew the possibility was only one in ten million, he still came to negotiate with Anther, because he was destiny, because in his eyes if there was a possibility he had to try, and more importantly... he knew that Anther could do it.

“You can’t sustain it.”

After a long time, fate replied: "Such a country will not be eternal. For me, tens of millions of years are extremely small. Even if it is a longer period of time, I can wait."

"Can you wait?" Anser couldn't help laughing. "Respected Lord Fate... You couldn't even endure until the second millennium, and you couldn't wait to urge the heroes to destroy the empire. You're telling me here... Can you wait? Can you wait for the end?"

"If I really can't do anything, then I will just keep waiting."

Of course, fate didn't care about Anser's ridicule.

"Oh...Is that so." Anser nodded in understanding. "You want to emphasize your eternity to me. You want to emphasize to me that no matter what I do, you will always be the winner in the end, right?"

Fate is silent, and silence seems to represent His affirmation.

"Hmm... If it were me in the past, I might really feel despair about this reality in the future."

Anser was driven by hatred and aimed at destruction. After he maintained endless hatred and wrestled with fate for who knows how long, he found at a certain moment that all his efforts were in vain. He could defeat fate temporarily, but fate would always continue... How desperate would he be?

"But you know it very well, don't you? What makes you negotiate with me here is not my hatred for killing you, but my determination to... truly live."

Anser Hydra opened his arms and declared with pride and satisfaction:

"Listen up, Destiny. I will use my talent, my power, and everything I have to create a paradise that will destroy possibility, sever hope, and kill the world!"

"But this world was not created because I hate you, nor because I want to take revenge on you. It will be created in the future because... I want to create such a world."

It is not because of hatred for fate that one destroys the hope of the world, but because... the most evil people, the beasts of the abyss, wish from the bottom of their hearts to create such a "desperate" beauty.

"You really didn't make a mistake at all, Destiny."

Anser's face showed a malicious smile: "I really still want everyone to live in eternal and true beauty, I want to erase all oppression and exploitation, I want to eliminate sin and ugliness, I want everyone to fall into happiness and comfort far away from suffering."

"It's just that when I was young, I probably made this choice out of innocent kindness, but now I..."

"Just to watch the world sink into the palm of my hand."

A world where everyone can be happy, a world that can truly satisfy the desire in Ansir Hydra's heart... an eternally perfect utopia, an ultimate paradise that never ends!

Ansel promised the person he loved to change the world, and he promised the person he loved to live happily.

Therefore, he wants to create this world. He wants to become the supreme greatness of this world, the irresistible ruler, the one who kills the world with happiness... the ultimate evil!

He will destroy without hesitation anyone who tries to stop him, just as every demon king will grin and kill the brave warriors who try to stop him from destroying the world.

"So you have to understand that I will live happily and enjoy a long and happy life after that. I will only think of it occasionally - oh, it turns out that fate has blocked my way forward. How pitiful."

"You know what's the most wonderful thing? It's that I don't even need to really make up my mind to lock the possibility of the world... I can even let this perfect society develop. Why? Because people have limits, but you don't, because of the great destiny, the great world... You can't be satisfied, right?"

"You will do everything you can to destroy it, and everyone around me will support me, everyone living in this perfect world will support me, because I am right, there is no need to hate, no need to suffer, and even no need to bear any guilt or sin... Because the progress of the world you want has nothing to do with humans, right? Then if I stop you, even if I destroy all hope of the world, I will be the greatest hero in this world!"

"You can't do this."

Anser had never been so happy, and he laughed so happily:

"And you, dear fate, my life is indeed limited, but you... you spend every minute of your so-called eternity savoring the pain of losing hope, thinking every minute and every second about how to make me choose to stop attacking you..."

"You can't do this."

"You will look for every possibility to destroy this paradise. You will do everything you can to regain the hope that I have shattered. Even if I show a little mercy and change my mind, you will wag your tail and beg for mercy in front of me like a dog. As long as you can get my forgiveness, if I can create an incarnation that is equivalent to you and let me play with it at will, you will be so active that even Xi'er will be stunned... And all this, I don't do it deliberately, it's just because in my happy and complete life, I will occasionally think of such a great and eternal you, and then... well, have some fun?"

"You can't do this."

"For example - I'm really bored today, why not play a trick on fate?"

*

When he regained consciousness, Ansher found himself lying in a sea of ​​flowers.

All the conversations just now were not illusions. He knew very well that he had expressed his attitude to fate. From now on, the only thing left for both sides is to fight to the death.

After coming to his senses, he saw that the girls were lying beside him, sleeping peacefully - Xitana was sleeping in a carefree posture, smacking her lips from time to time; Ming Furo was lying on her side with her body slightly arched, looking very cute; even though Marina was asleep, her posture was still very dignified.

And Xin...

"Are you through it yet, Xin?"

Anser straightened up, sat in the sea of ​​flowers, and asked softly.

"Um……"

The figure of the Holy Lady regrouped in front of Anther. She looked very tired and fell limply into Anther's arms.

"It must be difficult to digest so many souls. Why did you create such a scene?"

Anser gently stroked Xin's hair. They were still in the realm of soul, but the land of destruction created by the instinct of the soul body had become the most beautiful pure land in Anser's heart, the sea of ​​colorful flowers.

"Because An... likes..."

Xin's voice became softer and softer, and her eyes gradually closed uncontrollably, but fortunately the stable fluctuations of her soul proved that she was just tired.

Anser gently let Xin rest her head on his thighs, then stared at the girls around him for a while, and then looked out at the endless sea of ​​flowers.

The people around him and everything he sees now prove that his choice is correct and valuable.

"Mother... This time, I didn't make the wrong choice."

Anser murmured quietly with peace of mind: "I told my father that I would go to see the flowers with you in the future."

After enjoying the silence so peacefully, he spoke calmly, even gently, as if he were talking to a friend: "Even now, you are listening, right?"

"I keep repeating that I can't do that because you know better than me that that is the path I have chosen. That is... my true heart, isn't it?"

It is not to provoke fate with words like a child, that has no effect, nor is it to disgust fate, that is equally meaningless.

Ansir Hydra has chosen the most correct path for him. He will follow the beliefs in his heart to build the paradise that kills the world. As for fate... it is just an accident that will inadvertently block him outside the door for tens of thousands of years or even longer.

“My life and ideals will come to an end one day, but before that, you must use everything you have as a great being to solve some of my random thoughts.”

"Just like I was once so desperate and so difficult, just to twist or even stop a silk thread that you plucked at will."

The evil of this world who killed fate and destroyed the future laughed with such satisfaction. At this point, his position with fate had completely reversed:

"Destiny, if you want to take back the future of the world and continue to make it move forward, before my paradise is built, it should be your turn. It's your turn to challenge me, try to surpass me, and finally..."

"Defeat me!"

(Volume 4, Paradise Lost, End)

This volume of 105W words took half a year to update and is finally finished. When I typed the last word at : in the morning last night, I can only use one word to describe my feeling, and that is relief.

It's really tiring, especially during this period of time. Everyone can see that I basically have to take four to five days off every month. To be honest, I really can't bear it without taking leave. The pressure is overwhelming.

Writing a long novel is really a painful thing, especially this volume has too many things to take into account. Towards the end I became unconscious almost every few days. The first half of the story about Donggang was fine, but when it came to Beidi, there was too much content.

The entire storyline of the North has no real branches, and it always revolves around the Northern War. This main storyline has to take into account the contents of four lines - Sitana's change of thinking, Anser's self-torture, Xin's fall and awakening, and the true plan of the church. In fact, Marina's dark line should also be added, but because there are too many things to write, I cut a lot of content about Marina and only mentioned it in the key parts.

Not counting the part about Marina, it also means that I have to write about the development of three characters and explain the entire organization in a story line without branches. I don’t know if it is difficult for other authors, but I almost felt numb when I wrote to the end.

When I first started writing a book, every morning when I woke up my mind would be filled with the thought of “I’m going to write to my heart’s content today”. Now every day when I sit in front of the computer and open Word, my first thought is “Damn it, I have to write again”... It is so difficult to maintain the passion for creation throughout the year. The past few days were the time when my passion was rekindled, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to write more than 10,000 words a day.

I’ll stop complaining here and talk about this volume of one million words.

As we all know, the reputation of the third volume is very bad. The core problem lies in the "collapse" of Anser's character. I have talked about this topic in the conclusion of the third volume, so I will not mention it here. I will mainly talk about the lessons I learned from the third volume.

Readers who follow the story from beginning to end should be able to see that this volume of Anser is, to some extent, very similar to the third volume, and is even more insane than the third volume. But even so, the feeling it gives is completely different from the third volume - because Anser never fails from beginning to end, and is not in a passive position. Even when he is going crazy, he enjoys it very much. Even though he is tricked by Xin in the end, he still fights back.

I have always cared about Anser's growth. I have devoted more effort to him than to the heroines. As I said in my remarks before the book was published, the soul of a harem novel can only be the hero. I could have written this book as a diary of Anser, the sex maniac, training the heroines, but when I started writing, I found that I still couldn't write a protagonist who existed only for sex.

When I read the book reviews posted by Jiantie, I was also very happy because I felt that many readers cared more about Anser than the heroines. The entire fourth volume is about Anser's training of Mingfuluo, Xitana, and Xin, and also his destruction and salvation of himself... Only when he breaks free from the fate of being obsessed with destroying his destiny can he truly have the power to fight against fate.

And Xin...our Miss Saint, how should I put it, I feel very ashamed and a little sorry for her.

When I gave my remarks before the book was put on the shelves, I had already set a tone - this book would not be written and discarded one by one, and the role of each heroine would not be forcibly cut due to the appearance of a new heroine. At first I thought this was a very good and correct idea, but when I was halfway through writing this volume, I realized that this decision was not wise.

Because the story is so short, some people have more roles and some have fewer, so I never gave up on Ming Furo and Xitana. This resulted in Xin, although the protagonist of this volume, not having the "spirit" to lead the entire volume in a real sense.