Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1885: The stage of Edward and the Unknown Son

In Father Edward’s eyes, his fate suddenly magnified to a stage that he had never imagined before. He felt that he had seen an illusion, as if a pair of eyes crossed the appearance of consciousness and matter, passing through time and space. Phenomenon, cognition that crosses various curves and angles, stares at this stage in a place where all concepts are confused, and any philosophy that one knows cannot explain. And I can’t see exactly what kind of eyes these eyes are. There is only an incomparably evil feeling, but it’s not to say that the owner of these eyes is evil. He is just a human being, no matter how evolving, changing and alienating. Still unable to completely get rid of the traces of mankind, standing on the position of such a rich concept of humanity, I can only think that the owner of these eyes is evil. That is the natural opposite, a natural and inevitable evil feeling, just like in the obscure In the perception of hallucinations, in the images presented by such hallucinations, seeing these eyes makes people nauseous, and the whole body is cold. The gloomy, malignant, repulsive cold rushes up the spine until it reaches the brain, even My thinking is freezing.

From the feeling at this moment, all the previous nightmare-like feelings that made me feel extremely negative thoughts are just appetizers, just a sign, a kind of before turning to the topic Arrangement and foreshadowing, until I see the "unnamed son" standing in front of me, and recognize and think about the meaning of this "unnamed son", the real fear is like a volcanic eruption, in every one of my own Explode inside the cell.

Fr Edward can only use one language to express his cold and complicated feelings in his heart: That's how it is, that's how it is.

That terrible, unnamed monster, watching the stage and the dolls placed on the stage with such a bird’s-eye attitude, the dolls went around, playing a repertoire that made people cry. In people’s eyes, this is a magnificent tragedy, a human tragedy. However, although this monster is watching, it is not interested—not interested in this stage, nor interested in these human beings, nor in those off the court. The audience who watched with tears were interested. Perhaps, at a certain moment, a flying insect broke into the stage, drove the audience away and swallowed the dolls who were walking around. That monster would be interested in this flying insect. Bar.

However, it is impossible to prove, and it is impossible to know that the monster's thoughts, its way of existence, and its way of thinking are far beyond what human beings can feel at the moment. Even though it is so inconsistent with human cognition, with human philosophy and aesthetics, and almost completely standing on the opposite side of nature, human beings are indeed affected by it, and therefore it can be proved that it exists—— It exists in a way that transcends human beings and nature in a narrow sense.

The doomsday, destruction, cruel and painful reincarnation, this world, the fate of all people, are proving its existence.

Fr Edward saw an enemy that he could not escape, even his own philosophy could not bring light and victory, he saw the bottom of his inner abyss that swayed like a willow tree, deeply rooted in the collective subconscious mind of mankind Monsters in. All this has brought him extreme horror, madness and despair, and it is the horror, madness and despair that human beings cannot evaluate and describe based on the various pains presented in the past.

In front of this emotion, in front of that terrible existence, the words become barren and pale.

The doomsday proved its existence, and the "son of the nameless" brought it to him. Although, rationally, Father Edward knew that his hope lies in the "son of no name" and that this man is the foreign aid he prayed for and the insurance created by the great vision of the witch vv. However, he can also feel greater despair. Behind this hope. This desperate magnitude makes hope, like a flame struggling in a hurricane, extinguished at any time.

I can’t imagine that if I use "The Unnamed Son", is it just like the witch vv's vision, won an opportunity, or is this opportunity just a further opportunity for the crisis that makes the soul tremble and cold? Father Edward's heart trembled. He even absolutely felt his own emotional shake. It had completely emerged from his expression and from his eyes, because the man in front of him who was calling him with joy and anxiety, stared straightly at him. . Father Edward wanted to speak back, but the abhorrible cold that spread all over the body's cells and nerves in the spine and brain made his tongue stiff.

"Is there anything I can do?" The man on the opposite side asked. He obviously didn't feel the grand and strong sense of existence. He didn't realize that the monster was already staring here. He couldn't see any shapelessness. It is impossible to dig out the shape of the monster from the mysterious intuition. To him, those scary things are like "non-existent".

Only Father Edward knows that it exists. It is here. It almost knows what the nameless son is all about. No, it already knows. However, it is not interested and silent. It just sits quietly in that inexplicable place that cannot be directly watched. It can even be imagined that even the most sophisticated and high-end instruments cannot measure it. Time and space are there. There is no meaning there, it is looking around from a holistic perspective, and I am too small compared to the profound and magnificent vision of it here. However, just because I felt it, in the perception, let it present an existential image, so it is having an impact here.

The nameless son is a vulgar man who is neither short-sighted nor farsighted, let alone extraordinary sensibility, rationality and intuition, and does not possess any mysterious factors before pressing a certain switch. Therefore, He can't see it, and because of this, he is safe.

However, Father Edward knows very well that as long as he continues to stay here, continue to communicate with himself, and help himself from the awareness of actions, then he will come into contact with it faster and faster. At that time, Regardless of whether he can take this opportunity to escape, he will definitely die-in a way of thinking, in a way of thinking, in a way of consciousness, in a way of personality, physiology and physical formation, in all directions The earth dies and ceases to exist.

The child of the nameless, will use this as an opportunity to fix the indescribable, indescribable, unobservable, unimaginable monster in this language, and fix it into a body that people can recognize and touch. The image of touch, even if this image is only an insignificant part of its body, but later attackers can attack it through this image, this insignificant part.

It's like a poisonous embroidery needle pierced through the skin, with a mentality of gambling expectation, hoping that the toxins will flow into this terrible enemy and let it die-but in fact, Whether these toxins will work on it is impossible to predict in advance.

Yes, this is the insurance of the witch vv, a targeted insurance for the unimaginable and indescribable enemy of the "monster in the collective subconscious of mankind"-she tried to lock this enemy Enter this seemingly sturdy safe.

As long as the unnamed child works, he will definitely not survive, because that unnamed, unimaginable monster will try to destroy the safe that solidifies itself in the first time, and it can definitely break the safe, and others What he can do is to give priority to attacking this monster that seems to be within reach and can attack because he has solidified himself.

Fr Edward knows very well that the Unnamed Son himself has never thought about this, and he does not even know why he is called the Unnamed Son, one of the three messengers, and he does not understand the price he will pay. In terms of its own existence, it is so disastrous. He is so stupid, so ignorant, but even so, his mood at this moment is so deep and clear, maybe it is because he doesn't understand anything that he can show such a sincere expression.

In the enlightened eyes of the nameless son, Father Edward felt for the first time that his malignancy was so profound, and his struggle was so weak, and he was in such harsh madness and despair. And he has no possibility of rejecting it at all—he knows more clearly that not only he knows it, but the slightly obvious one from the hallucinations also knows clearly.

All this, without any concealment, is placed on the stage of fate, whether you are yourself, the unnamed son, or even the witch vv and Sitianyuan Kayako who have no news, as well as the whole New Century Gospel and other things. Mysterious organizations are just a group of see-through puppets.

Pessimistic, desperate, crazy, and painful emotions flooded into Father Edward's heart with an unprecedented force, making him more than ever able to feel the side of himself as a human being. He couldn't help but moisten the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I have never killed myself in the past. I have fallen into pain because of my own actions, and even Father Edward, who feels that the pain and austerity are taken for granted, in the spewing emotions, the first The word "I'm sorry" was said once.

However, the man in front of him couldn't understand, he was at a loss, his hands and feet were at a loss, as if he felt that he had done something wrong. Father Edward knew, from the beginning, that this man’s performance was taken for granted, the most consistent, and even so, he could not stop his own tears.

"You will die, you will die, the unnamed son." Father Edward said to the man.

"...I won't die." Although he said that, the man's consciousness made him change his words: "If my death can work, although I don't know what it will do, , It can definitely prove that I am one of the three messengers, is valuable? I have forgotten a lot of things, but I am sure, I am willing to put the value of my life here. If my death is valuable Yes, let this value come in. Father Edward, will you win for me? Will you take back all the bets for me?"

"I don't know. I don't know." Father Edward was about to collapse. He only felt that all his rationality and sensibility, his part that was transformed to be inhuman, and the part that was so hardened were all Unable to stop the devouring of the inner abyss, and the emotional outburst triggered by the emotion projected from the opposite man. He realized for the first time that he was not as firm and strong as he thought. No, it should be said that his degree of hardness relative to humans is not worth mentioning in front of that monster.

I was like a sandcastle, but I was complacent, and when the stormy waves came over, I instantly collapsed.

"You must know. You should know." The man patted Father Edward on the shoulder, as if to inject something into his body with this movement and strength, "You never cry. I won’t cry because of this kind of thing, you have to give me an answer, Father Edward!"

"I, I can't give anything." Father Edward said.

"No, you can promise me." The man straightened Father Edward's body and stared at his dizzy eyes until his pupils focused, and said: "You have to promise, you will Win all the bets for me! I don’t care if you are lying or not, you are sure from time to time, but you must promise, promise me! Don’t let my death become worthless, don’t let my life change It's worthless."

Fr Edward can’t escape this staring stare at him~IndoMTL.com~The emotional frenzy that broke him seems to be split under the staring stare of this stare, making him squeeze out the courage to answer: "Yes, I give You promise, I must give you a promise. I give you this promise."

The man stared at him for a long time, then released Father Edward's body, with a relieved smile, and said: "Then I will rest assured."

Fr Edward just shed tears, the liquid that has been lingering in his heart, in his eye sockets, melted into a scorching emotion that he had never thought he would have, with his own The heat that melted his face came out from the corner of his eyes, but there was a courage that was not born in his own heart. It was passed on from the stupid, sincere and sudden face of the man opposite, along the channel of emotional loss, toward the heart. injection.

"Let’s start, Father Edward." The nameless son said, "I can’t wait. I have a foreboding that a destiny is coming to me. It will be the greatest performance of my life. ."

　　

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