After straying into the infinite game

"Long time no see, have you seen the truth? Rose recovered a little strength, and immediately broke away from Nightingale's half-embracing embrace, "Although there has been a preset ending, seeing you...you remember me Yet? "

Hao Yundao: "I'm sorry, Miss Rose, I still don't have any impression of you. I don't have any memories of the past either. But I seem to have a little memory of things before...or a long time ago."

Hao Yun did not lie, she did have an inexplicable sense of familiarity and closeness to a person who could be regarded as a stranger.The world could provide her with life, and she felt a little of the passing of time in this world.

Her powers seem to be being stolen, and every time she uses them, she always has a sense of voyeurism.

Such a game seems to be just a thing to please the gods.

"That's such a pity, my lord, this world is about to collapse." Rose backhanded and pushed Nightingale who hugged her again. Nightingale's face was frighteningly pale, and the wound on her chest was still bleeding, as if for such a perfect body. In the red wedding dress, Nightingale smiled mesmerizingly.

Rose didn't push, her hands froze, allowing herself to be held by Nightingale, at least at this moment, her eyes were on Nightingale's body.This follower who has entangled her for most of her time... This seemed to be the first time Rose looked at Nightingale, and she felt inexplicably familiar.

Or, she suddenly felt that Nightingale was very similar to her... She was following someone who would never turn around to show mercy. Hao Yun, who gave her name and existence, never remembered her... and she never looked back at Nightingale .

This seemed to be the wedding of the two of them. Rose knew that the one Nightingale loved was not herself... If she really understood what love is, rather than possessing and destroying, then she would not be such a monster.Of course, Rose doesn't know what love is, she just longs for it.

Longing, longing for one's own Creator... and the fearsome existence that was given to exist in the new birth.

It doesn't matter, she is the same as Nightingale, Nightingale and Rose, they are all chasing their own twisted monsters, and at the same time they are greedy and don't know what is satisfaction.

Nightingale's eyes didn't rest on Rose, she looked at Hao Yun, Rose couldn't see Nightingale's eyes clearly, but she felt very familiar.

"Miss Hao Yun, I really thank you from the bottom of my heart, thank you for being our witness." Nightingale said, "Now is the time to end this absurd script, Miss Hao Yun, may you be as lucky as your name .”

Complete an entire story.Nightingale has always believed that good stories need audiences and readers, so will you be her bosom friend?This is the clearance condition for this dungeon.

"Thank you for your blessing." Hao Yun said.

There was a miserable scream in the distance, but none of the three looked back. It was the voice of the owl headmaid.Originally, there was a little bit of water vapor in the air, and this water vapor gave a drop of crystal clear dew to all the red roses that bloomed in the morning. Even the gradual shattering of the world could not affect the dew on the roses. After all, roses are nightingales. beloved.

However, at this moment, there was a depressing hotness in the air, which made Hao Yun think of the rose room that seemed like a love hotel, and there was another person... Hao Yun knew that this was a sign of burning.

I don't know what she did, but so far everything is going well.

"Dear Miss Nightingale, dear Miss Rose. You will become each other's lifelong companions. No matter whether it is rich or poor, whether it is death or illness, you will never be separated." Hao Yun said, "This is a story about Are you willing to gamble on your beloved?"

Nightingale could no longer maintain her figure, black and purple marks appeared around the ends of her eyes and neck, and fluffy feathers began to emerge, giving her an inexplicably more evil feeling.Nightingale hugged Rose's waist, and leaned her head against Rose's neck. She was waiting for what had happened, the script that had been set... Although this was just a meaningless repetition, it was still Can satisfy her and give her unlimited pleasure.

It seemed that all her strength was used to hug the person in front of her. She had nothing, but she seemed to embrace the whole world.

No matter how many games and bloody evolutions she has experienced, she has transformed into a monster comparable to roses. Although she is so unbearable, she is still such a bird that loves to sing about love and freedom. happiness.

Nightingale said, "I am willing."

Nightingale knew that Rose would definitely agree, because the witness who asked this sentence was Hao Yun.

As expected, I was still too bad. Nightingale closed her eyes, quietly as if she had fallen asleep.She is a monster that evolved from the hearts of countless players. During the process of evolution, she imagined herself as a bird sacrificed in the story. She should have let the rose bloom completely, complete the story, and complete the story she once had. A preset story...but she couldn't do it.

She is a monster that grew up inside the distortion, and her greed seems to have become her nature. Before she was about to die, she suddenly didn't want to let go.Sure enough, she couldn't be that sacrificed bird.

"Miss Rose, what about you?" Hao Yun looked into Rose's eyes and asked again.

Rose put her arms around Nightingale. Nightingale closed her eyes, but she still had a weak body temperature, which meant she was still alive.Rose forcibly suppressed her desire to devour Nightingale, she hesitated.

But this is Hao Yun asking her, this name is very suitable for her. Before she knew Hao Yun, she had imagined countless names about her, but none of them were so suitable.

are you willing?she asked herself.

Of course I would.Willing to take the initiative to sacrifice, willing to chase that existence, willing to put in effort...

"Of course, I would."

It seemed that some kind of twisted contract was forcibly bound together. Rose subconsciously opened her eyes wide. She felt that her gradually recovering strength was frantically declining. It seemed that there was some kind of shackle that held her firmly. Being restrained, she was very familiar with this cold and chilling feeling... It was like a nightmare that she would never forget.

She seemed to be back on the altar where she had sacrificed her life, and she would die.

Must die.

It turned out to be the case.

Nightingale wanted Rose to be buried for her. This was caused by her greedy nature. She was madly longing for love and praying for mercy... Under the hint of Rose, she almost became the selfless devotee that Rose hoped for. , but how is this possible.

She deeply loves roses, Nightingale likes roses, even if she pays for the people roses love, she has no complaints - she wants roses to go to hell with her, it has never been a free bird.

In the tug-of-war between them tormenting each other, greed, desire and desire for love finally prevailed.

"I will definitely go find you..." Rose opened her mouth, but spit out a mouthful of blood, as if a contract bound her and Nightingale's lives together, "I won't..."

"I will die now, and I will go to the future..." Rose looked at Hao Yun, her eyes were bloodshot, "I will find you in the past, this world has never really existed, and time is also divided."

Hao Yun knew that what Rose said was true. She had chased the present past and the present future. She was not a ghost drawn out inadvertently at all. In that gamble game, she had planned for a long time.

But so what, for Hao Yun, that is already in the past.

The subtitles popped up, and the story was coming to an end.

[Nightingale finally chased her own rose, she was overjoyed and eager to share her joy with others——Nightingale’s invitation letter is the entry ticket for unlimited mobile copies on Valentine’s Day, whether it is Nightingale or her rose , They are hospitable, they all welcome the guests. 】

[As a reflection of the famous story, Nightingale has always felt that she is the greatest screenwriter in the world. She has built the stage and prepared the actors, and now only the audience is left—are you willing to sacrifice for the love of others?Nightingale has always believed that if it is born of art and love, then it is all right. 】

【Rose will warmly share her petals with others and give her heart.How can this be called a playful heart?Sharing love is the instinct of a rose. 】

[Dungeon reward: Nightingale's oath [bound] (bound type item).Do you have a lover?Does your lover love you?Or does she have another love?Don't worry about it, you just need to keep giving and giving, how can anything be more touching than the ending of mutual sacrifice? 】

[Cursed props: Love of roses.The rose loves you not only because you once gave her a name and life.But you never remember her, you don't have any impression.Can being loved be a burden?Miss Rose tells you that being loved without asking for it is the most miserable and pitiful thing in this world. 】

What's this?Hao Yun has never seen such an ambiguous item introduction, even without instructions for use, and why does it appear in the dungeon?

She hasn't left the copy yet, but the game plot is over.

No, not yet.

Rose closed her eyes. From Hao Yun's point of view, Nightingale was hugging her Rose, and Rose was leaning on her Nightingale—this seemed like a couple.

【01. 】

The little assistant who had been answering all kinds of questions didn't give her any response, so Hao Yun opened "The Nightingale and the Rose" in his hand.Text appeared on the blank page that originally had no plot, recording everything that happened just now verbatim—except for the last page at the end.

That page had been artificially ripped out, leaving a ragged edge—there was only one possibility that something happened outside the scope of the script's original assumptions.

In Nightingale's preset script, Rose would not die in love with her, Hao Yun suddenly thought.But... everything has been rewritten in the end, Rose died, died of martyrdom.

But Nightingale’s script was preset from the beginning, and Rose who saw her in the “now” and “future” also knew her and knew the ending clearly—how could they have expected that I would definitely enter this copy?

What exactly is the boundary between "past", "present" and "future" in this script?

The scorching heat in the air seemed to destroy the last inch of space. Hao Yun turned his head, the world was still shattering, and the top of the castle had begun to blur... Even so, the roses were still blooming fiery red.

There is only one possibility for the world to break. The owner of this world, Nightingale, owns "The Nightingale and the Rose", and she has given up on this world.

One.

Hao Yun counted.

"boom--"

The next moment, the whole castle resounded with a roar, and the monstrous fire was set off, as if it was going to ignite the whole world with its own combustion, and the flame swept across the entire rose garden in an instant——

The glaring light is so dazzling, even without moving, Hao Yun can still feel the feeling of falling, it is the world that is constantly falling - there is a figure in the firelight.

Maybe it was because of glare, or maybe it was because of the backlight, Hao Yun couldn't see clearly.But she knew that only Nan Huaping could be so dazzling.

She suddenly understood where Nan Huaping's arrogance came from, and where it came from strength.After all, she is such, such a dazzling person.

She likes such dazzling, just like the most instinctive desire of darkness for light

Nan Huaping turned around, but Hao Yun still couldn't see her face and expression clearly, the outline became more and more clear——

Hao Yun felt a "thump" in his heart, as if something important had been lost.Hao Yun took a step subconsciously, and Nan Huaping seemed to realize something——

[Dungeon reward: Nightingale's oath [bound] (bound type item).Do you have a lover?Does your lover love you?Or does she have another love?Don't worry about it, you just need to keep giving and giving, how can anything be more touching than the ending of mutual sacrifice? 】

Her binding partner is Nan Huaping.

But Hao Yun couldn't leave. With the grand burning of the world, her figure began to blur, and the feeling of quitting the dungeon came over——

Nan Huaping hugged her, as if he wanted to say something.

But Hao Yun didn't hear it clearly. The next moment, in this noisy and burning world, she shattered into an insignificant glow.

"Goodbye." Nan Huaping murmured, "My rose."

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