The Great Dream God

Meng Jin was staring into the distance quietly at this moment, his eyes seemed to have passed through the mist of time and space, and he could see into the future. His words were low and powerful, and every word was like a carved gem, resounding: "When you struggle in the endless darkness, like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, when you open your eyes, as bright as the first ray of sunlight at dawn, then you will make a great wish to send me into the abyss of death. I have already foreseen this determination, just as the ancient night sky has already predicted the arrival of dawn, waiting for that ray of dawn to break through the sky."

His words were full of understanding and insight into the challengers. The lofty words of those former enemies echoed in his ears like unfinished war songs. "Each of them came to me with such a vow, as if it was a mysterious spell that could lead them to the pinnacle of victory. However, they forgot that I, Meng Jin, was the darkness before dawn, the obstacle they had to overcome, and their lofty ambitions were only the prelude to my victory." His voice was calm and deep, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the listener's heart, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

However, he smiled calmly, and that smile was as deep and full of wisdom as the autumn water and the sky, reflecting his insight into the world and his understanding of the essence of human nature. "The promises they made were as numerous as spring flowers, gorgeous but easy to wither, like summer thunder, roaring for a while, but dissipating without a trace in an instant, lacking the real power to shock people." His words were gentle, but they touched the heart like strings.

Edward's eyes were instantly filled with astonishment. His pupils suddenly expanded like stars in the night, and every nerve on his face was tense, as if he was trying to catch the true intentions of Meng Jin in front of him. His lips trembled, trying to piece together a question, but he could only spit out a few words intermittently, "You...what do you want!"

Meng Jin just nodded indifferently, as if everything was under his control. His voice was as deep as the night, and every word seemed to come from the abyss, striking Edward's heart. "Edward, you have two choices. Either you will fall into an endless sleep, a dream full of fear and despair, in which you will struggle until your soul withers. Or you choose to submit to me, become my slave, follow my footsteps, and walk on the edge of darkness and light."

His words were like a cold blade, cutting through the air and piercing Edward's heart, causing a chill to instantly run down his spine. Meng Jin did not hesitate or show any mercy. His words were clear and firm, like an iron-hearted verdict that could not be refuted. "This is your fate, Edward. I have laid it out clearly before you. You must make a choice, whether it is a path full of pain or a path of loss of freedom. This is your choice, your destiny."

Edward's heart was trembling. Facing this sudden decision, his world seemed to collapse in an instant. He stared at Meng Jin, trying to find a glimmer of hope, but Meng Jin's gaze was deep and ruthless, like the boundless night sky, leaving only silence and coldness.

Edward opened his mouth wide at this moment, and was shocked to realize that he had become the prey of Meng Jin's sharp eyes. He had never thought that his fate would be coveted by such a powerful and mysterious existence. However, his stubbornness and tenacity were not shaken by this. His spine was still straight, and he was determined to stand firm in countless reincarnations.

However, the endless cycle of reincarnation is not as simple as imagined. Every rebirth, every setback, like a tide, ruthlessly washed away Edward's will. He began to feel tired, the kind of fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones, like a heavy iron chain, entwined around his heart. He struggled, he resisted, but he could never break free from the shackles of this cycle, as if he was trapped in an endless nightmare and could not wake up.

After thousands of reincarnations, thousands of ups and downs, Edward's spirit was gradually sharpened and fragile. Cracks began to appear in his heart, and those once firm beliefs began to waver. He found that he no longer resisted the fate of becoming someone else's slave as fiercely as he did at the beginning. In fact, he began to accept it, and to some extent, he even found a strange peace. This is not surrender, but a compromise with the reality that cannot be changed, and a new understanding of self-existence.

Edward's voice was like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, trembling slightly, full of pleading and determination. "I am willing to trade my soul for the freedom to breathe. I am willing to fall into the endless abyss and become your slave. This is not a tremor of fear, but a firm mark of choice. Please, have mercy on me, untie the shackles, and release my heart that longs to fly! Let the once proud soul bow down before your throne, as long as I can regain the long-awaited liberation. I, Edward, swear this oath with everything I have, and beg you to release me from this cage!"

A gentle and profound smile appeared on Meng Jin's lips, and he nodded gently, as if telling an irrefutable fact: "When you resolutely sign the slave contract, your fate will be closely linked to mine. At that time, you will no longer be a helpless wanderer, but a slave under my protection, with the precious right to gain a foothold in reality. It is true that you will lose the freedom to soar into the sky, and that boundless sky will no longer belong to you. However, in exchange, you will have a tenacious rope of survival, which will lead you through the thorns of life and open up a path of hope for you. This is a fair trade, exchanging freedom for survival, and using bondage for opportunity, a choice on the edge of despair, just for that ray of hope."

At that moment, it seemed as if time had frozen between Meng Jin's steps. Each of his steps created ripples in the air, and the shadow of the cave gradually receded behind him, like a painting of the dark night being slowly rolled up. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the figure who walked out of the cave in shock. Meng Jin, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrated the thick clouds and illuminated their long-silent hearts.

His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to strike the heart of the earth, echoing a deep and passionate movement. The mountain breeze blew gently, taking away the darkness in the cave and blowing away the doubts in people's hearts. His figure seemed even taller in the moonlight, like an unyielding stone monument, standing between heaven and earth, proclaiming a fearless tenacity.

The world below the mountain, dotted with stars and moonlit, was waiting for his arrival. Meng Jin's eyes pierced through the mountains and gazed into the distance, burning with unparalleled enthusiasm and determination.