They all call me an Outer God.

Upon hearing this, Liya's mind suddenly became clear, as if everything before had suddenly connected and made sense.

Memes are not pollution, but a gift from the Creator to mankind. It is a pity that mankind cut off this gift in the past.

He asked cautiously, "Am I fortunate enough to know the name of that creator?"

"Of course, it... It is currently in a state of absolute deep sleep, with Nyarlathotep's soul playing music to prevent it from waking up. It is just a phonetic name, which naturally does not represent anything."

"and……"

Shub chuckled, “I bet you didn’t really like reading myths back then. When the Creator recreated us, he modeled us entirely according to the systems of multiple mythology books. We call these myths… the Cthulhu Mythos.”

"And the original creator created the existence of the three pillar gods, who called himself Blind Fool."

"The Lord of Blind Folly - Azathoth".

After hearing what he said, Daria was dumbfounded.

He thought this was ridiculous, but seeing how serious Shub's gaze was, he remembered that he had summoned her not to ask these questions.

He wanted to ask himself who he was. Although he was also classified as one of the ancient humans, he had not yet experienced the cataclysm when Nyarlathotep took his soul away. Moreover, if what the woman in front of him said was true, wouldn't that mean he could never go back to his former home?

For a moment, Ria's heart was not greatly affected, probably because he had long been used to watching his hometown be destroyed in his dreams. It has to be said that habit is a terrible and sad thing.

Fortunately, Schwarz is still around.

When Ria thought of Swarth, his attitude softened. Shub, sitting in front of him, glanced at him and continued stirring the coffee in her ceramic cup.

"Where were we... Right, since there are people who agree with the theory of Azathoth's slumber, there will naturally be those who oppose it. They believe that times are changing and the future should belong to a new kind of human, so these people will try to find ways to awaken Azathoth."

"Among this group, there were even more extreme individuals who believed that Azathoth was in a weakened state and that they could take this opportunity to devour the Supreme God and take His place."

What they could think of, we can certainly think of too; that divine spark is the best example.

Ria was taken aback: "So that divine spark is..."

"You didn't expect that, did you? That divine essence is the very origin of Azathoth. We stole it while He was asleep and brought it to Earth... no, it should be the planet now called Blue Star."

"Choosing a master for a god can suppress Azathoth's resurgence. As the only god in the world to awaken, its power is self-evident even without consciousness."

“This suitable candidate is not easy to find, and we do not want existing humans to become the masters. After much deliberation, Nyarlathotep chose you.”

"You are a human from the past, you should understand our feelings."

At this point, Shub Nicholas stood up from his seat, walked over to Ria, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Our civilization cannot stop here, nor can it be replaced by those new civilizations that have been nurtured."

"Since you have stood out from the many souls and survived, you are the hope of the old civilization. We sincerely hope that you can break through the threshold of meme zero and become the new Him. At that time, you will represent all mankind and revive the past glory."

"So, regarding the question of who you are... do you still have any questions?"

After a long silence, Ria also raised her coffee cup: "...I think I understand."

According to the arrangements of this group of old humans, he will definitely become a god in the future. To become Meme Zero, he needs to perform fifteen memes. Now that he thinks about it, he needs to perform nine memes, and then perform six more.

Coincidentally, the main memes of those people in 06 were exactly the memes he didn't possess. If we follow this line of thought, he and Lilith showed an overlap in their identities. If he had already performed nine memes, plus the memes on those angels in 06, that would make a total of fourteen memes. The only meme that was separated out was "idiot".

Idiot...blind foolishness...Azathoth, the supreme god who guards Nyarlathotep's soul.

All of this seemed like interconnected spiderwebs, each a thread, yet inextricably linked.

It turned out to be the case.

I see--

Ria closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and struggled to process the jumbled information. Judging from the various clues, those members of 06 were also him, but from the future.

In the future, he created many clones and inserted them into various timelines to perform, which explains why Lilith told him that he must never deny that He is a true angel.

If the clone's performance is ruined by the original body from an earlier time, wouldn't everything be over?

Having figured this out, Ria felt a great sense of relief and relaxed, downing the cup of coffee in one gulp—so bitter that no sugar cubes or milk were added.

"Thank you for letting me know this, Miss Shub."

“My philosophy differs from that of riddle makers; I’ve always believed that there’s no benefit in keeping these things from you.”

Shub Nicholas took out her phone from her pocket and took a few pictures of the tidy coffee shop, even dragging Ria along for a few selfies.

"How wonderful! Our era is technologically advanced, the environment is clean, and there is no pollution at all..."

"Do you really think that current human civilization is right? Take a good look. The ubiquitous pollution and the all-encompassing hatred are just replicas of the products of our past civilization. As soon as we, the maintainers, fall asleep, the world immediately becomes like this."

Moreover, the technology here is still very different from what it was back then.

"I really miss those days when I was in school, bickering with friends and family, lying on my bed playing on my phone when I had nothing to do, and ordering takeout or making instant noodles when I was hungry. I loved trying all sorts of new flavors of instant noodles back then..."

Oh, and I also like to buy more games when Steam has sales.

As he spoke, his face twisted slightly, as if due to an electronic malfunction: "But what is false is still false. Even if we have the ability to turn illusion into reality, what is false is still false. In a dream, our compatriots will never wake up."

"You are the only one left who can restart this era, Li Ya."

He picked up his phone and sat back down: "I don't know what others think, but I trust you. I don't want to see you, who are clearly our compatriots, being schemed against to the point of death by another group of people with malicious intentions."

“Look, I didn’t even subject you to the pollution that was supposed to happen, but deliberately restrained it. How merciful I am.”

At this point, a flash of bloodlust appeared in Shub's eyes. The tidy environment, the alluring electronic devices, and the steaming coffee instantly crumbled, leaving only the endless, dark Mother, slumbering on the twisted throne of boundless darkness.

"So please remember, regarding the question of who you really are..." The voice grew increasingly indistinct, eventually becoming chaotic, noisy, and depraved, utterly devoid of humanity.

We are the same kind as you; you will eventually become one of us, an Outer God.

Don't betray us.

Do not betray the past.

(End of this chapter)