Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

To the north of the floating island where the Ostia Palace is located, there is an independent huge sky fortress. There is the cemetery of the Visberdandia royal family. From the ancestor two thousand years ago to the last king, each The rulers of the kingdom will be buried here after death. It is called the palace of the cemetery, and it is the only place in the entire Ostia area where ordinary people are prohibited from entering except the palace.

The palace of the tomb keeper floated here for two thousand years. Until 16 years ago, the whole world used it as a stronghold to launch a war against the entire wizarding world. The final battle with the creator took place here, and it was once magnificent. The magnificent huge floating island has also become fragmented. Today, sixteen years later, time flies. The ruins of the royal ancestors have long been destroyed in that battle, and the once towering huge castle has also become ruined tiles. , Dilapidated, only a quarter of the stone wall was barely left to support it.

And no one would have thought that the creator of the war 16 years ago did not lose at all. People would never know that the person buried here was not the demon who tried to destroy the world, but the one who saved it by word of mouth. Heroes of the world.

Hero, the term represents tragedy from the beginning.

The rooftop square of the tomb-keeper, because it was sufficiently protected, was not destroyed by the war of the year. He took off the complicated and complicated magic robe, and only the creator in a cloak stood quietly on the edge of the square. Looking at the entire Ostia, there was no change as it was sixteen years ago.

I am afraid that no one can think of the devil who once tried to destroy the world, but for the past sixteen years is the protector who has guarded the development of Visber Dandia.

"Thanks for your hard work, Yoda... No, you should be called Yustil."

The tomb-keeper’s palace is located at an altitude of several thousand meters. Thin air and cold wind blows through the ruined ruins from time to time. But just at an altitude of one thousand meters, clear footsteps can be heard.

Luo Zhen was dressed in a pure white dress and slowly walked with a hand on his back, and walked to the Creator's side.

"My task has been completed?"

With her golden hair curled up, the creator did not wear a magician hood, showing her cold and delicate face to the fullest. She turned her head slightly to look at Luo Zhen, the cold wind from high above could not blow a piece of her clothes. Horn, only the muscles on her face moved, revealing a relaxed but reminiscent of the cold wind of the north, she seemed to have not smiled for a long time, forgetting that a smile should be a warm gift.

"Your task has been completed."

Luo Zhen nodded. He didn't have much thoughts about the transcendence beside him. Unlike the girls who have various fetters with him, the transcendence beside him is truly pursuing the truth and has lived for a long time. For the seeker, apart from reaching the highest completion like Luo Zhen, her ending is to fall in the process of chasing. There is absolutely no third option at all.

Therefore, there is no need to have too much communication with her now. If one day she becomes a companion, then she will increase her relationship and reach a Taoist companion. If she falls on the way forward, then she will only be a flower in her own memory. It's just waves.

"It's finally over, endless reincarnation, hateful reincarnation..."

The Creator breathed a sigh of relief and said: "...From today onwards, the Creator will pass away in this world, and the hero sealed in this palace will take over the name of the Creator, but unfortunately he is only a human being after all, and he will not even need to be sealed a hundred years later. He will also die. This world has lost the possibility of parallelism. Its history has become the only one. No one can predict the future development, and new stories have begun."

Behind the Creator, the dolls she once created really became dolls, losing consciousness, just standing there quietly as sculptures. With the creator's random wave of hands, those dolls turned into The wind and sand are gone, and the doll will never be able to resist the puppeteer.

The only thing left was the little boy named Fett Avelux. As a rare figure, another puppet out of the control of the puppeteer, the Creator specially left him.

"Fett will leave it to you. It is up to you to decide what you want to do with him. The mission of the'perfect world' is completed, and I will also embark on a new journey."

"When we meet again, it may be another scene, but it is more likely that we will never see each other again. It is now a farewell."

Luo Zhen said, he was not cursing, everything he said was the truth. There were three thousand transcendents who once spread across the multiverse, but now only two of them have truly reached the final form, even if they are still alive. It is estimated that there are only five fingers.

The creator in front of me is not the best of the transcendors. She is more likely to die on the road of chasing the last truth, just like the previous dolls, turning into pieces of wind and sand, disappearing in an unknown world. ...

The Creator understood this truth. She didn’t say much. She just sorted out her robes, turned and walked into the depths of the Tomb Keeper’s palace, "... Unlike you, I need help when traveling across the world. External force, I have been prepared for 16 years, so don’t let it go, surpass us, and reach the other shore first!"

She stepped forward slowly but firmly, and her back gradually disappeared from Luo Zhen’s sight. At this time, Luo Zhen focused part of her attention on Fit Avelux and thought slightly. The next is: "...I have a fate with you. Your predecessor once gave me very important information."

"My lord does not exist in my memory."

Staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, the expressionless puppet said so. He has no fear. As a puppet, he does not have his own life. He has his own will but has not been abandoned by the puppet master. He is the most lucky.

"Go to Negi, I believe you will help him deal with some things he doesn't want to do, not to mention that you already have plans to contact him? Because you are deeply attracted by him."

Fett Avelux's dead eyes lit up, giving people the feeling that he was a life again. After bowing respectfully, the little boy slowly backed away.

In Luo Zhen's perception, in fact, it is this young man who is most attached to Neji. According to some people, they are the official match.

Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations that no one could detect. It was not magic, but a higher level thing. The miracle that crossed the world belonged to the highest level of mystery, and even a magician who mastered magic could not detect it. In this change, only Luo Zhen can see a beam of light that shoots out from the palace of the tombkeeper, piercing the barrier of the world's clothing, entering the gap between the world and the world, looking for the next destination. Also looking for the truth that belongs to the Creator.

"Maybe never again, the real mother of the Rozen Maidens..."

He sighed softly, the only thing he could do was pray silently for the miracle to happen and send her blessings.

That year, Luo Zhen gave Rozen Maidens soul and body, but their life origin came from the gift of the Creator.

Item 0161

The night is as cool as the water. The State Guest House of Ostia, the Kingdom of Visberdandia, is located near the Royal Palace. As the center of Ostia’s Thousand Island City, the environment is beautiful, and the lakeside weeping willows are sprinkled under the moonlight, and they are in full bloom. In the daytime, there are occasional bees flying and butterflies dancing, and fireflies are shining at night. Sitting by the lake in the courtyard in front of the State Guest House, you can look out to other floating islands flying in the distance, watching the colorful light above.

Although the environment is beautiful, Neji, who walked out of the resting place and sat by the lake, didn't put any thoughts on the surrounding scenery. He just stared blankly into the distance, and there was no color reflected in his eyes.

"Why don't you know what to do because you can't find your goal in life?"

"Hey?"

Suddenly, the sound coming from behind made Neji's body stiff. He quickly turned his head and saw that Luo Zhen had been standing behind him without knowing when.

"Luo..."

I wanted to habitually call out'Mr. Luo Zhen' as usual, but after only saying a word, he kept silent. After knowing the relationship between Luo Zhen and himself, Neji felt that he still called it that way. It's impolite, but from Luo Zhen's usual performance, he doesn't seem to care much about the identity of this layer of'father and son'.

"Just call it what you want. From the perspective of ordinary people, I did not fulfill my responsibility as a father, but I am not an ordinary person, and naturally I will not pass on the so-called fatherly love like ordinary people."

"……father."

After opening his mouth, Negi still called out the name he had been waiting for for ten years and had been looking forward to calling out, but after yelling out'father', his heart was a little excited, but more often. Incredibly calm.

"Don't blame Erica, who is your mother..."

Luo Zhen stepped forward and sat on the shore of the lake. He patted his side and motioned for Neji to come over. After hesitating for a while, Neji walked over and sat carefully beside him.

"If you want to blame, blame me, and blame the identity of the royal family. I think you who have grown can understand the mission you should bear as a person, and the helplessness of drifting with the crowd... You were born with something far superior to others. Talent, with a noble identity and pedigree, naturally has to carry a burden that others cannot bear."

"But... this is not what I want."

Neji said with excitement, but his voice became smaller and smaller under Luo Zhen's calm gaze.

"I thought you had grown up, but sure enough you are still a child."

Luo Zhen laughed blankly, "...Life is not about getting what you want. A truly mature and powerful person can carry any life that belongs to him, even if it is hardship, even if it is poverty and sorrow."

"There are things that you can’t choose, Negi...it’s like you can’t choose your own birth, but Negi, since you’re standing here, you have to take on your own responsibilities and see that in the distance. Is there a brightly lit city? This is Ostia, the capital of Visberdandia. The entire kingdom has a population of 35.16 million, which is less than the 1.2 billion population of the entire wizarding world. Not a lot, and the area of ​​the country is not very large, but it has the longest heritage and history of the entire wizarding world, and now it has the world's military and economic strength under Erica's governance."

"...These people are everything you have to bear, and the destiny you have since birth. You can hate them, because it is because of them that you need to lead them to make you invisible from birth. With your biological parents, you can only live your childhood in the countryside of Wales, and only learn from a childhood without parental love."

Luo Zhen's eyes were cold and merciless, like the extreme cold in the deepest depths of the abyss, and Negi couldn't help but shiver, "...Whether you want to or not, you must become the next king of the kingdom and the leader. Their king, if you hate them, become a tyrant and let them use blood and flesh to pay for their sins."

The voice pierced Niji's body like a bayonet, and there seemed to be hallucinations in front of him, allowing him to see the destruction of a country, the death of the people, and the terrifying scene made Niji show a look of horror.

"I...I can't do..."

Thinking of the pain and wailing of 30 million people, a ten-year-old boy did not dare to think deeper.

"Most people can't do it. Whether it's a prince or a tyrant, it's not so good. There are not many truly great kings since ancient times."

Luo Zhen smiled heartily, and his hand fell on Niggy's head and patted him on the head, as if to encourage him, and let Niggy's stiff body gradually soften.

"Then what should I do?"