There was no hut that Roger was familiar with, no warm fire, nothing around him, and the chaos felt like the whole world was shattered.

He looked up into the distance, and then he saw a figure full of holes.

"Isn't that the life you've always longed for?"

"Isn't that the root cause of your resistance to the call and choosing to stay in a strange world?"

A voice rang out from the bottom of his heart, and Roger looked up at the shattered figure.

"The question doesn't make sense." His physical strength was empty, and at this time he was like an ordinary person, and he couldn't feel any extraordinary power.

"I have no use value for you, so there is no need to build a virtual world alone in order to paralyze me or be satisfied."

"Unless you have something else in mind." At this point, Roger slowly raised his head.

"You wish I could willingly hand over that part of the power, and even though you take them now, you can't completely convert them, right?"

Roger's eyes flickered.

"That's right."

The illusory figure voluntarily admitted, "Look at my current body, just like that world, destruction is predictable, and I can even accurately predict everything that happens at every moment before the end of the world." ”

"Accurate to every person, every animal, every leaf."

"Want to feel that despair?"

"So what am I, those memories in my head, are they about to happen or are they completely fictional?"

Roger asked the question in his mind.

"You're a part of me."

"The broken world needs to be repaired, and over the years, I have sent many rescuers, some of whom have succeeded in bringing back some fragments of the world's origin and rules, but many more are gone."

"Ophelia and Nacello." Roger names two names.

"I remember them, it was the last group I sent out when the rules of the world were relatively intact, a powerful warlock and a top-notch dragon."

"Since then, I have used all my power to freeze the whole world, and although this will greatly diminish the abilities I have, I must do it."

"I have to make the world live as long as I can before they rush back."

There was no rise or fall in the other man's voice, and at this moment a picture unfolded in front of Roger's eyes, he saw bright sunshine, snow-covered valleys, clear streams, and small animals in the forest.

Everything is so quiet and peaceful, full of life.

But the world in front of me is dead.

It's like a frozen picture.

"Will you survive?" Roger smiled.

He had expected to see a world where magma was surging and there was no day.

"This is the last glory, and it may be thousands of years away from its destruction, maybe in an instant."

"And now, the power you can bring back can save it to the greatest extent, and then I can revive it again, let the world go into normal flow, and at the same time activate all my power."

"And then launch a plane invasion."

"Using that door as a passageway, and based on the rules you brought back, I will gradually absorb everything in that plane!"

"In the past, when the rules of the world were still relatively perfect, I could send more transcendentals, but they could only bring back fragmented power. Despite the large number of people, the speed of repair still cannot keep up with the speed of damage. ”

"So after I had to freeze the world, I had to choose to cut a part of myself and start over."

"It takes time for you to grow, and there are countless variables in between, but as long as you can get back here, all I can get is no longer a sporadic origin and rules."

"It's a gap, a plane where I can do whatever I want!"

"We're running out of time, it's the last chance."

"The more we recover, the stronger we become, and then we can go further afield, everything is going in a good direction, and together we can save our world."

"That's yours, not mine."

Roger shook his head.

"It's like killing people to keep your life, and the one who dies is what I care about." Roger snorted coldly.

After a long silence, the shattered figure struggled to coalesce, and then a familiar face appeared.

That's Roger's face.

"As I said, you are a part of me, and we are one."

"The world is ruined, and you will cease to exist."

"What you care about is not that world, just some people in that world, and I can satisfy you with this!"

The man raised his hand, and in front of Roger's eyes, another picture appeared, familiar castles, familiar buildings, and those kind smiling faces.

"I thought you preferred an ordinary life, now tell me, I can satisfy you as long as you want!"

"There you can live forever with your friends."

A sub-scene is staged, but Roger is chilled all over!

"Enough, it's enough for me to experience that kind of life once."

"So be it, I accept the fate of death."

"Also, am I the only one?"

In the figure in front of him, Roger felt exactly the same aura as Ophelia once was.

Pure sanity, but also the ultimate purpose.

He didn't think that with such an important opportunity, the other party would put all the chips of victory on him alone.

"There is no one else, this is the limit of what I can do in the current situation, after all, you are different from everyone else."

"And in order to solidify this world, almost all the resources of the entire plane have been consumed, and in your memory, the so-called celestial intersection is an illusion."

"There are no other worlds, only the last world left in the entire plane, and that world is also on the verge of destruction."

"So you're the only one."

The other party replied.

His heart was complicated, and Roger didn't know what to say at this time, but at this moment he heard another message.

"You're the only one, but it's not the first attempt, it's the only success after 283567 failures in the past."

Hearing this answer, Roger's spirit tensed violently.

"Am I supposed to be honored?"

"What happens if I fail?"

"Initialize, then start from scratch."

"It's really straightforward." Roger sneered.

"Lose all your memories and become an ordinary game otaku?"

"No, you'll throw it away along with this part."

Roger felt a chill inexplicably, "The memories of each beginning are different? ”

"Of course."

"As I said, there is only one world left in our plane today, but in other worlds that have been destroyed, I have countless samples to choose from."

From the other party's words, Roger quickly grasped the deeper meaning.

That is to say...... Aside from the gamified part, is there a part of my memory that is real? ”

"Yes."

"But those don't matter, your essence and origin are the starting point of everything, memory is just filling, we are one."

"Filler?" Roger shook his head.

"Maybe memory doesn't completely determine a person, but it's by no means a filler in your mouth."

There was a sparkle in Roger's eyes.

"In addition, thank you for the illusory life you simulated for me before, because it made me understand that even if I was deprived of my strength by you, I was not without the strength to fight!"

"I'm a part of you, and so are you."