Collapse, survive

This matter is as numerous as the stars in the sky, and it is worth hearing about.

In the course of destiny, at the time of audience, I become a star, and you become the world.

This is beyond the scope of Fang Jie's understanding; it is a true blind spot in knowledge.

The nothingness of IX will not glance at anyone, equally obscuring the starry sky.

Nothingness, what is nothingness?

0.

Meaningless.

It encompasses everything, yet denies the meaning of everything's existence.

As for [Nothingness], once it steps into the shadow of [IX], all existences—body, cognition, and memory—will gradually perish, annihilating themselves without even realizing it.

But [Destruction] is different; this is the blessing that a normal traveler of destiny should receive, especially one who has received the glimpse of a star god.

Shocked and speechless at the thought, "What? I am a self-destructor?" Fang Jie had no time to be bewildered and once again experienced the novelty of Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

Knowledge emerges, like instinct.

The first breath, the first heartbeat.

So natural.

He made you realize that this is your destiny, this is the true path of destiny, extraordinary, walking with the divine.

Every journey of destiny leaves its mark on the path of life.

In other words, the imaginary space, the subspace, or whatever you call it, the space of destiny, a philosophical collection of imaginary concepts opened up by the Star God, allowing travelers to advance as far as they can, acquire as much as they can, and expand as much as they can...

Transform into stars, create the world.

But there is one question, a question that neither you, I, nor he can answer.

Fang Jie raised his head and looked at the now blindingly dark [himself].

Who is watching?

Is it yourself?

But is it that one is observing oneself?

He is quite different from other practitioners who tread the path of destruction or nothingness.

They were angry, they were terrified.

They were grief-stricken, they were frantic.

And [oneself], silently engulfing everything, is only one step away from utter death.

Thankfully, he is still alive.

Sadly, he is still alive.

But who is watching me?

"So how can I see 'me'?"

Without a mirror, how can a person discern themselves? They can only do so through the observation and feedback of the 'other,' constructing a self-awareness that feels alien even when viewed through a mirror.

Now, without a third party, Fang Jie sees himself.

This is so strange, just like the destiny of this star god's glance, generous blessing, and ever-expanding path... Strange.

So, is it a [solution]?

If a piece of calcite is transparent enough, it doesn't matter if it's not transparent enough; what's important is that it has anisotropic crystal structure.

In this way, when light passes through it, birefringence occurs, splitting it into two polarized lights with mutually perpendicular vibration directions, different propagation speeds, and different refractive indices.

Of these two beams of light, the propagation speed of one is constant and independent of the direction of propagation, obeying the ordinary law of refraction; while the propagation speed of the other beam is variable and independent of the direction of propagation, not obeying the ordinary law of refraction.

There is a special direction within calcite where both types of light travel at the same speed.

In other words, two refracted beams of light can couple.

Before Fang Jie's eyes, 'March 7th' and 'Kiana' reappeared, and he tried... [himself] to disappear.

He himself, motionless and passively swallowed up by everything, disappeared.

No.

They overlap.

On this path of destiny, I am one with myself.

This is the complete solution, the complete self-destructionist, the complete... [me].

In an instant, I could no longer see or feel anything. My mind was filled with dread for the darkness, my soul felt as heavy as lead, and my body became numb.

There was only one light to watch, two lights that looked like icons. That was the only change in the darkness, no, the nothingness.

Suppressing the urge to leave, Fang Jie stopped the operation, activating his instinctive 'teleportation' ability. He then saw himself again, pitch black, silent, engulfed by too much 'destructive' destiny energy, coated with a radiant outer shell.

"A preliminary answer has already been given to this question."

He cannot and does not want to escape the answer he must face.

Is that you, the one with the dark skin?

it's me?

is it?

Yes.

At that time, I was very accepting and had no way to resist anyone who came my way. The moment I stepped into the Milky Way, the blessing followed.

Or perhaps, that wouldn't be me.

Therefore, the 'winter' that I gradually developed and relied on—playing dead, enduring hardship, even paralyzing my body to absorb energy...

Good things are all good things.

She's a precious little bastard!

"Alright, that's enough. I understand. It's okay, it's okay. Everything is normal, it's great. The Milky Way I'm going to see is not a magnificent sight that cowards can easily traverse. It requires extraordinary actions and extraordinary people. At least, people have something to rely on."

The original meaning is no longer important; Fang Jie's point is: people still need to be able to operate it.

He didn't cry and make a scene, like a little island raven swearing to defeat the Honkai; Fang Jie simply...

Look up at the new world.

Although he was shocked, he didn't really care, because he had known about the Milky Way for a long time and knew that this world was full of dangers and unpredictable events.

Countless demons, some even too despicable to eat people, roam the earth.

Countless people are born in the morning and die at dusk. It's better to die quickly and painlessly, but what's worse is that they might be fine a few days ago, but then they might be living a life worse than death in the next few days.

In comparison, the way one dies is completely unimportant.

The important thing is——

I'm alive.

"You're really something."

Fang Jie said to himself,

"Now, I am a traveler of destiny."

He saw what the new world looked like.

Before me lies a world of light, a world of fire, and a world of darkness—this is the world of destiny.

The scene it manifests is not much different from the Milky Way at first glance, except that you can see more and farther. However, the Milky Way is vast, with countless stars shining, visible but unattainable...

Wait, am I floating?

Because he was blind, Fang Jie could not look in the mirror, and that's when he realized he was drifting in the dark Milky Way, like a star.

Not far away, "himself" is like the sun, stealing the light from all, illuminating the 'world' in which he exists.

Every star is a traveler on a destiny's journey.

We stood tall and shone in this unfathomable Milky Way.

We stand on this endless path of destiny, drawing upon it all.

[Myself] was so dazzling and absorptive that it was enveloped by a thick nebula, chaotic thunder, energy pulses and fluid matter ejected by repeated supernova explosions, and many other incomprehensible astronomical phenomena... all converging into a respectable, pitch-black 'sun' that was expanding ever larger.

Fang Jie floated in an interstellar medium between universes, feeling that he was naked and unrecognizable. Apart from his eyes, all his other senses were malfunctioning.

Huh? My eyes are working now?

Those were eyes that had finally opened from their original grayness, bursting forth, then falling silent, and quietly banishing the blackness.

It has a dark green color.

His pupils, which were originally smooth and rounded, became angular and sharp, transforming into a dazzling rhombus-shaped gemstone.

Humans are always bound by rules, and often, simply stopping is already an exhausting effort.

To be honest, it looks somewhat... strangely poignant, poignantly beautiful.

Destruction versus Nothingness.

Knowledge of destiny emerges in a way that is both tearful and infuriating, a result of a final struggle to turn the tide.

They only know how to bully those who are doomed.

Yes, knowing too much might make you less happy, but this is just too much of a bullying.

This should have been instinctive, like having a skill that you can use. For example, a Herrscher can use instinct to drive their powers. Her precious self-destruction caused Fang Jie to be a nobody all the way through.

Even if he might just be a nobody, at most a future soldier.

In short, [self] saw itself. If the side bearing [nothingness] and [destruction] was transformed into the sun, then the other side was just a small satellite.

Hmm, the moon.

If an ordinary person on their life's journey begins by aimlessly drawing energy from their destiny, it's difficult for them to immediately become aware of and approach the essence of their life, understand themselves, and thus undergo a transformative change.

Those who are favored by the stars will, in the course of their destiny, be able to transform into stars in an instant.

Fang Jie goes a step further, stepping into the "nothingness" that never glances at anyone, possessing the talent to construct galaxies at the intersection of these destinies.

A binary system... no, a triple system.

Above the grand path of destiny, there exists a powerful gravitational pull between me and myself, stirring up waves in this newly opened space of destiny.

The soul from a foreign land once tried to touch [exploration] and gained a lot of energy.

Thus, the small, broken ball was born with a roar, positioned between the two, resisting the gravitational pull from the [nothingness], while countless energies manifested as light were also siphoned away.

It's a cosmic island!

Thus, the destiny manifested as the vast Milky Way, with countless, endless streams of energy emerging from this galaxy like golden ribbons of starlight. The vast majority were siphoned into that dark outline, with only a small portion able to reach other places.

Let’s split it 30% and 70%.

It means that those who rush to other places will have 70% of their resources drained away.

This is what the Milky Way looks like.

What lies outside the light?

Fang Jie, whose face had also turned dark green, and who had left a trail of black blood as he opened his eyes, swept his gaze across the starry sky and across a vast, dark sea of ​​stars.

'They are other stars.'

Fate's response made it clear to him.

What exactly is the journey of the destiny walker doing?

It's not just the progress of real numbers, but also the progress of the concept of imaginary numbers, exploring the footsteps of our predecessors and leaving imprints for those who come after...

"The road ahead is indeed long."

However, let's set aside the question of how nothingness can move forward, and destruction?

Fang Jie felt himself, and could only see that he had sealed away the "self" he had seen first. He would have to be careful when using those powers in the future. He felt the 'destruction' surging within him, and he could mobilize the power contained in the stars.

"boom--!"