I'm not a drama god

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As the script turned to the last page, the surging words gradually dissipated, and Chen Ling felt his consciousness sink, rapidly falling downward...

Those pictures, those scenes, those unforgettable pasts of the five generations of Red Kings, all flashed before his eyes like a movie played in reverse.

The Red King did not say goodbye to Chen Ling.

No letters were left for him.

But he hid his entire life behind this face and displayed it before Chen Ling.

They seemed to have no communication, yet it seemed as if they had said everything... In the face of this most direct personal testimony, all conventional language communication seemed pale and powerless. Everything he wanted to say, what he wanted to explain, and what he wanted to guide had already entered Chen Ling's mind.

In this chaotic memory of light and shadow, a blurry figure in a bright red robe emerged from it and chased straight towards the falling Chen Ling!

"you……"

Chen Ling, who was falling, was slightly stunned when he saw this figure.

That was the fifth generation Red King.

He emerged from his face's memory and in a flash, he was above Chen Ling's falling body. His figure was blurry, like a ghost, but in the next second, he raised his fingertips and lightly touched Chen Ling's eyebrows...

At the same time, a whisper echoed in Chen Ling's ears:

"……sorry."

Om-! !

Chen Ling only felt a burning sensation coming from his eyebrows, and his mind suddenly shook!

Above the calm lake, Chen Ling, clad in a red opera robe with black patterns, suddenly woke up with a start. The skin of the Red King on his face peeled off, leaving only a flickering light between his eyebrows...

Chen Ling looked down at her reflection in the lake, and saw a mysterious line outlined between her eyebrows.

The moment this pattern was fully revealed, Chen Ling's painted face automatically opened, and those subtle details of makeup that were originally blank were completed by some force. Within just a few seconds, a perfect stage makeup was reflected in the water's surface, and every part revealed a natural beauty!

The last stroke of the red face was completed,

This face that belongs only to Chen Ling has reached perfection!

This is the last relic left to him by the Red King... and it is also an apology.

Chen Ling stared at the perfect theatrical makeup reflected in the water for a long moment before slowly coming to her senses...

The Red King apologized to him.

This apology wasn't just for that argument, but for Chen Ling's entire life. Red King was Chen Ling's creator and the driving force behind her progress. The hardships and setbacks Chen Ling endured along the way were inextricably linked to Red King, and he truly owed her an apology.

He also filled the last gap in Chen Ling's face, making this "face" belonging to Chen Ling completely complete.

It was the Red King who transformed him from a fictional character into a physical entity, and now it is also the Red King who completes the last part of this character's soul.

From this moment on, Chen Ling was fully aware of his past and present, and knew the cause and effect of everything. His mind was completely clear, and there was no longer any confusion.

From now on, Chen Ling is no longer an alternative product composed of Chao Zai, Chen Yan, and Yao. He has his own independent personality. He is a living "person" who walked out of the fictional story of the Red King!

Chen Ling is Chen Ling.

From now on, his destiny will be determined by himself.

Chen Ling's mind moved, and the painted red face slowly faded, hidden beneath his skin. He looked at the Red King in the coffin again, his expression somewhat complicated...

For a moment, he couldn't explain clearly what his feelings were towards the Red King.

Love? Not really.

Hate it? Not really.

Although the Red King before him looked like Ah Yan, Chen Ling knew full well that he wasn't the brother she knew... He had been through so much, endured so much, and had become a completely different person. If there was any similarity between him and Ah Yan, it was perhaps only the tenderness deep within their hearts for themselves, or perhaps even Yao.

Chen Ling stared at the lifeless body of the Red King, silent as a statue for a long time. Thousands of words surged in his mind, ultimately converging into two words:

"……Thanks."

No matter how much suffering he put himself through, at least he created himself.

Without the fifth generation of Red King, he would still be a "spectator" in the chaos.

The breeze blows across the jewel-clear lake.

Ripples appeared silently.

Under the gray robe, the Gray King slowly closed her eyes. She faced the figure in the stage robe in front of the coffin and bowed slowly...

Then, get down on one knee.

"The Gray King Zhu Yu of the Dusk Society, in compliance with the last wishes of the previous Red King, earnestly requests Mr. Chen... to succeed the Red King and lead the Dusk Society."

The most mysterious Gray King of the Dusk Society, who was only half a step away from becoming a ninth-rank demigod, was now half-kneeling on the ground, raising his hands solemnly towards Chen Ling... A poker card was quietly placed in her palm.

A red [JOKER].

Seeing this, Liu Qingyan behind her knelt down without hesitation. Two figures, one gray and one black, dotted the rippling lake surface, and the air fell silent again.

Chen Ling turned around and looked at the Gray King who was half-kneeling on the ground, and the poker cards in her hand. His eyes were deep and calm.

In the Red King's memory, he created himself in order to become the sixth generation Red King. With his own uniqueness, he would lead the Twilight Society to restart the world and find a way to rewrite everything... It was precisely because of this purpose that the Red King kept making plans and guiding himself to grow step by step.

Chen Ling doesn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.

But in the Red King's memory, he had no intention of hiding anything. He told Chen Ling everything directly... He did not force Chen Ling to take over as the Red King, but let the Gray King ask him in this way.

The Red King planned Chen Ling's growth, but at this critical moment, he didn't leave any backup plans...

He completely gave the right of choice to Chen Ling.

Of course Chen Ling could refuse.

He was a mocking disaster. Even if the world fell into chaos, as long as the red star didn't hit the earth again, even if all humans died, he could survive alone...

But, is that really what he wants?

Faced with this open-ended question, Chen Ling seemed to have a choice, yet it also seemed like he had no choice. From the moment he inherited Yao's memories and Chen Yan's body, he had become a "human." Even if he didn't care about humanity's survival, there were always some important people who would become the reason for him to go all out.

Time passed by,

Chen Ling still stood in front of the Gray King, unmoved.

Gray King showed no intention of urging her on. He simply remained half-kneeling like a statue, holding the playing card in his hands, awaiting Chen Ling's choice...

at last,

Chen Ling stretched out her hand and slowly reached for the poker cards in her palm.

However, just as the Gray King was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Ling's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air...

Then took it back.

Gray King and Liu Qingyan were startled and looked up at the same time.

On the rippling lake, a figure in a theatrical robe calmly walked past them...

He did not accept the poker card of the Fifth Generation Red King.

He refused?

Just as the Gray King's thoughts were in disarray, the figure in the red robe with black patterns slowly raised his hand. At his fingertips, a bright and vivid Six of Hearts appeared...

Chen Ling's fingertips turned lightly.

Next second,

That [6 of Hearts] turned into a brand new [JOKER] like magic!

"That's his card, not mine... Let his card rest in peace with him in this world." Chen Ling said lightly.

"from now on……"

"My destiny is in my own hands."