Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 863 Zhuang Zhou's Dream (The Finale)

Tiera raised his head and withdrew his gaze from the lower dimension.

View yourself in the same dimension as others.

This is the highest dimension of the infinite universe, and also the most desolate dimension.

Here, besides himself, there was a massive, ever-churning, decaying cloud of mist. Sometimes the mist would coalesce, forming horrifying body parts: slimy black tentacles, mouths dripping with mucus, or twisted short legs ending in black hooves that could barely be called "sheep's" hooves.

There was also a collection of rainbow-colored spheres, constantly merging, splitting, and exploding, looking as dazzling as fireworks, but filled with an astonishingly sinister aura.

Those are Shubnigs and Yog-Sothoth.

The other two pillars.

She is the "Goddess of Darkness and Abundance", the "Supreme Mother Goddess", the "Black Goat of the Forest Who Gives Birth to Thousands of Offspring", the "One Who Unifies All Things", and the "Gate of All Gates".

Tiera became the new pillar, the new Nyarlathotep, the new Chaos of Lurking, the Many-Faced God, but—

What happened to the original Nyarlathotep?

Tierra looked up, his gaze piercing through countless universes, transcending the barriers of dimensions, and breaking the boundaries of dreams. Through the connection of his own destiny, beyond the infinite universe, Tierra saw that tiny, dust-like blue planet—

Earth!

It's not the Earth from Harry Potter, nor is it the Earth in the infinite universe within my own body!

That's his Earth!

The Earth he came from, the Earth he traveled through before!
Tiera saw that, before she hatched, a bastard black shadow placed her on his throne.

As he took root on the throne, the black shadow gradually dissipated, and all the chaos and darkness faded away, leaving only a transparent and ethereal soul.

With a mocking smile on its face, the ethereal soul easily broke through the seventh dimension, crossed the boundaries of the dream, and strolled outside the dream, arriving in the universe from which Tiera came.

The ethereal, transparent soul turned around, traversing countless moments and shadows, across the boundaries of dreams, and looked at Tiera, who was already sitting on the throne. He bowed to Tiera and waved, as if he were seeing an old friend.

Then, without looking back, that ethereal soul headed towards Earth—

He arrived on Earth at the point in time before Tiera's time travel, and he found Tiera, who had just been turned into a meat patty by a -80 degree Celsius refrigerator that fell from the sky—

Or rather, Wu Muming.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the mass of minced meat named Wu Muming.

The minced meat began to come together, and muscle, blood, blood vessels, nerves, brain, and bone fragments separated from the meat patty, as if a giant jigsaw puzzle was slowly being assembled.

In the chaos, the bone fragments gradually found their match and slowly pieced together to form a complete skeleton, supporting the framework of the entire body.

The nervous system begins to connect, with tiny nerve endings twisting like countless fine threads, searching for their target. Muscles and blood follow closely behind, attaching themselves to the skeleton and enveloping the entire body layer by layer.

The brain's reconstruction is the most complex part of the entire process.

Neurons connect with each other to form complex neural networks, and memories, thoughts, and feelings gradually return, as if scenes from memories are re-emerging in the brain.

Finally, the skin begins to form, enveloping the entire body and creating a complete exterior. The vascular system is also completed at this time, allowing blood to flow throughout the body, providing oxygen and nutrients, and giving every cell vitality and energy.

Finally, Wu Muming stood up again.
Or rather, Nyarlathotep, wearing Wu Muming's body, stood up again, his face still bearing that joyful and relaxed expression.

He ran downstairs before the fire department and police arrived.

"Thank you." Before the police and fire trucks arrived, Nyarlathotep bowed slightly and thanked Tiera again.

Then Tiera watched as Nyarlathotep, draped in her own flesh, was questioned by the police and fire department, and watched as Tiera returned home to receive the warm greetings of her parents, who were shocked and terrified upon hearing the news.

Then he watched as Nyarlathotep completed his doctoral dissertation and defense in his place, and watched as Nyarlathotep secured a position at the National Center for Nanoscience and Technology in his place, where he began his postdoctoral work.
Watching Nyarlathotep build a perfect brain-computer interface system during his postdoctoral studies, watching him unleash one incredible and groundbreaking technology after another, publishing new gene-editing tools under the name "Wu Muming," creating artificial womb technology, continuing to improve brain-computer interfaces, and conquering cancer, etc.
Watching Nyarlathotep rise step by step from postdoctoral fellow to specially appointed researcher in two years, to full-time researcher in three years, to recipient of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars in five years, and to academician within ten years, and being respected by the country and the world as the founder and industry leader in the field of nanobiomechanics.

His parents, Tierra's parents, also enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth.

Tiera looked at Nyarlathotep, who, with his own body and in his own name, had achieved a perfect end to his life—

Tiera leaned back on her throne and sighed softly—

Tiera now understood, he understood everything. The place he was in, all these infinite universes, were the dream of Azathoth, the primordial core of chaos.

Tiera didn't know what Azathoth was, or what the Primal Chaos was, but the Dream of Azathoth somehow constructed an infinite real universe.

No wonder. No wonder. No wonder Tyella has never seen anyone in the books of this universe who could define Azathoth, because they are all people in Azathoth's dreams.

How can things in a dream describe the dreamer?
Everything surrounding Tyella—himself, the Outer Gods, and the three Enneads—Nyarlathotep, Eurysthothus, and Sabu Nicholas, was in Azathoth's dream.

Azathoth's essence is a chaotic primordial core, slumbering at the center of the Tyrell universe. His dreams created the countless magnificent multiverses in which Tyrell now resides. Shubniglas is the id of this chaotic primordial core, the manifestation of all fundamental desires in dreams. It is our primal, instinctive inner self, uncontrolled by rational thought, purely driven by the impulse to satisfy desires. In dreams, the id finds free expression, thus forming Shubniglas.

Yog-Sothoth is the superego of the primordial chaos box, an absolute rationality that evolved from suppressed instincts. It uses superior principles and norms to restrain the desires and impulses of the id, guiding the individual to realize value at a higher level. It is the inner supervisor, the embodiment of all reason and knowledge.

Nyarlathotep, on the other hand, is the self of the Chaos Primal Core—

It is the organic cognitive structure of the chaotic primordial kernel, the soul of the chaotic primordial kernel, representing the individual's consciousness and identity. It is the chaotic primordial kernel's cognition and understanding of itself, including the chaotic primordial kernel's emotions, thoughts, and behaviors. It is the balancer between the id and the superego, balancing inner desires with external reality.

Therefore, Nyarlathotep is the soul of Azathoth, the soul and messenger of all the Outer Gods.

but now……

A new self arises from the self, and a new soul is born from the soul.

Nyarlathotep developed his own self and his own soul. He wanted to escape the primordial chaos and become an independent self, an independent primordial chaos.

But he is one of the three pillars, the most important "I". His departure will inevitably lead to the awakening of the Chaos Core. The awakening of the Chaos Core will inevitably lead to the collapse of the dream world. Sabu Nicholas, Yog-Sothoth, and even Nyarlathotep himself will all turn into nothingness.

Therefore, he needed a successor to become his pillar, to keep Azathoth asleep forever, while he...

Then he can obtain what he has always dreamed of: a free self and a free soul.

Therefore, he needs a successor to take his place and become the pillar.

Nyarlathotep initially chose from among the native inhabitants of his countless universes, but both Merlin and Grindelwald, after becoming gods, would inevitably assimilate into his own culture.

Nyarlathotep could only create a clone with a self, not his own successor.

So he started to think about the outer universe, beyond dreams.

He has received countless souls from the outer universe, tested countless conditions, and designed countless universes.

finally--

Finally, one person succeeded.

Tierra succeeded.

Tiera replaced Nyarlathotep and sat on the throne of the Three Pillar Gods, supporting the continuation of the Chaos Primal Dream.

His power within the infinite multiverse of the primordial chaos far surpasses that of God in human imagination; he is the God who is, was, and is eternal.

The entire universe here is but a puppet and dust in his hands; he is the spiritual master of all sentient beings.

He had everything, except for his hometown, which remained forever out of reach.
Wait, is it something that's within reach but out of reach?

Tierra's brain, composed of countless universes, suddenly reacted and began to spin rapidly.

How did Nyarlathotep manage to capture his own soul?

How did he...?
Tierra suddenly recalled the state she was in when she was crushed to death—

He had just put the plate into the qRT-PCR machine, set his alarm, and was lying in his office chair preparing for a nap. He was already asleep when he was suddenly awakened by a huge bang. In his dazed state, Tierra was smashed into a meat patty by a one-ton refrigerator with a temperature of -80 degrees Celsius and a heat wave.

Dreamland
No wonder. No wonder.
No wonder the Dreamland is Nyarlathotep's territory.

Dreams are a conduit connecting the primordial chaos core and the Earth.

Nyarlathotep can only cross the boundary between the two universes through dreams!
Tiera leaned back on her throne, glanced up at the azure, yet dust-like planet, then closed her eyes contentedly, a smile on her face, and drifted into a deep sleep.

(End of the book)