The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 428: The final trial

In the past, Annan had the courage to give up his memory decisively for a certain thing or a certain purpose.

Annan can believe that this kind of decisive and complete abandonment is indeed what he can do...

But Annan would never give up everything just because of trivial matters.

For Annan, the memory of details is a great wealth in itself.

Because he does have such a talent for insight into people's hearts.

Then on the other hand...is there anything that Annan would rather give up all of this to pursue?

Without a doubt.

It is the intense and fiery positive emotion that has never been frozen by [Heart of Winter].

Now Annan completely understands.

——Annan’s original desire for pure asceticism.

——A heart without fear brought about by the inverted Heart of Winter.

——Unstoppable, repeated failure.

The ascetic heart that has not been frozen by the heart of winter can only have enthusiasm and persistence when facing the torture of failure; and the reversed heart of winter can burn out Annan's weariness when facing failure. , despair and fear; the never-ending and infinitely repeated failures prevent Annan from seeking a second answer. After all, doing the same thing but craving different results is a fool's journey.

Under the intertwining effect of these three, painful torture turns into extremely absurd joy.

The greater the pain, the greater the happiness.

——This is a level that only Annan can pass.

This is not a test that can reach the end if you persist, but a seal that will linger at the bottom forever without any key.

If Annan did not have that ascetic heart, he would only think about how many times he would have to repeat it before being rescued by Salvatore; if Annan had not been reversed by the Heart of Winter, he would have suffered endless failures. He committed suicide in despair; if Annan had not faced such a desperate situation, he would have used his brains to find another solution.

Denton never expected that the trap he designed would turn into the best whetstone.

This is an experience that can rewrite a personality - Annan before experiencing this nightmare is definitely not the same person as he is now.

"For that, I have to thank you. Denton."

Even if the memory of the past is as blurry as a dream.

Annan will never forget the ecstasy of climbing up in the abyss.

"I've never felt... so good."

Annan felt the joy and excitement in his heart.

His soul is so bright.

He clearly felt...that some glorious power had awakened deep in his soul.

Annan is also extremely convinced.

The murder Denton committed on himself in the dream world is now meaningless.

"Come again, Denton!"

He laughed, the light in his eyes was so bright: "I want to see what else you can bring me!"

"——It will be as you wish."

Finally, a dull voice sounded in front of Annan.

A young child sitting in front of the portrait on the other side, acting exactly like Annan.

That is the mirror image of Annan.

Same ice blue eyes, same clothes.

But Annan’s hair is black, while the other person’s hair is white.

And the most crucial difference - Annan's pupils are as bright as stars in the night sky.

The other person's pupils were as calm as water and a deep ice lake without any emotion.

Although the two parties have never met... Annan was immediately convinced that the other party was Denton, the dream stealer.

In other words, it is the virtual image of the soul reconstructed by Denton's will and Annan's memory.

He can't be said to be exactly Denton.

It is a new combination born by combining all the memories of Denton and Annan.

——But memory is not something that the more you have, the stronger it will be.

This is why Annan was willing to abandon his memories and start over.

"You want to take my body away?"

The corners of Annan's mouth rose, and a big, bright smile suddenly appeared: "Interesting, how dare you appear in front of me?"

Although it is an extremely cheerful smile, it unexpectedly makes people feel cold from the heart.

Facing Annan's question, "Denton" was silent for a moment.

"I did underestimate you greatly."

"Denton" slowly said: "According to my original calculations, even if this pure fear cannot trap you... it should at least make you despair. You are a hedonist. , a willful lunatic,

"You are already stronger than I remember you."

"Isn't that natural?"

The smile on Annan's face has not diminished at all: "Every minute, every second I am stronger than the last moment.

"I haven't aged yet, and progress is natural. You have the person I was a few hours ago, but I am different now."

"Is this the power of the Book of Heavenly Cart? The way of promotion and change..."

Denton murmured.

"—Wrong, Denton."

The smile on Annan's face gradually faded.

He said seriously: "This is my power. It is the result of my will.

"It was the me in the past who chose to abandon all the frosty feelings and memories - that is why I now have no weaknesses in my soul.

“It’s like my purity has become lower after being mixed with ‘Denton’ ingredients.”

"Purity - does it work?"

"Denton" asked calmly.

Facing the expected rhetorical question from "Denton", Annan laughed heartily: "As expected of you! As expected of me! This level of connection... is really great!

"Give me the last nightmare. ~IndoMTL.com~ Annan looked at "Denton" and said calmly: "Otherwise I will kill you now. ”

"I have already prepared it for you."

"Isn't it something you've played with before?"

"Of course not, and it's very simple and short."

"Denton" closed his eyes.

The painting near him disappeared again and turned into the pupils of an old man.

Annan looked at the painting without fear.

The madness that had just awakened in his heart, like a flame, urged him to take risks.

The closer he was to death and the more he experienced failure... the more powerful he felt in his heart.

The next moment.

The scene in front of Annan's eyes changed again.

He was lying on the hospital bed.

His body was extremely weak. He could only see blurry things when he opened his eyes, and it was difficult to speak when he opened his mouth. The small sound he heard in his ears was like a chisel digging into his brain, extremely noisy.

There were people around him, but he didn’t recognize them, and he couldn’t see them clearly.

He felt someone sitting next to him, holding his old hand; he also felt someone sobbing softly in the corner, and someone pacing outside the house. Some people are looking at themselves, and some people are afraid to look at themselves.

Annan, on the other hand, felt inexplicably that his time had come.

The **** of death is already standing at the head of his bed, and when he takes his next breath, it may be his end.

Annan suddenly understood.

This time is not an escape room with limited time decryption, nor is it a role-playing game where you compete with others to earn a lot of money, or even a platform jump that fails repeatedly and is filled with the malicious intentions of the creator... It is just an extremely simple "move forward" only games.

As long as Annan accepts his fate of death, this extremely brief and directionless little game will be over.

——But if Annan accepts his fate of death.

Can he still wake up?