The Reader And The Protagonist Definitely Have To Be In True Love

(Chapter 11) ???: You'll never find him!

Du Ze froze when he saw the ninth mural.

Unlike the other murals, this one only had one person painted on it. The man's head was hanging down, his bangs covering most of his face. Only his tightly pursed thin lips were visible. His slender form was illuminated by a light in front of him. Behind him ... were eight shadows. Du Ze's eyes opened slightly wider – the eight shadows were of a human, angel, demon, beastkin, gnome, elf, dragon, and undead.

This is ... the protagonist?

After the eight mural which showed the seventh era, the ninth mural is showing a human, the protagonist. Is this suggesting that after the seventh era, Xiu will be controlling the mainland in the future?

Sure enough, the future will be bright for someone who becomes a follower of the protagonist.

Du Ze was cutely excited, his face turned red, and he was in high spirits, when he suddenly found something wrong with the mural.

The man in the mural had his arms out in a somewhat strange posture. Du Ze copied the man's pose and discovered that he was likely holding something. It was something quite large, over one meter, possibly almost the size of a person ...? Perhaps the protagonist is hugging someone, an invisible person?

Moving closer to the mural, Du Ze found that the painting was very fine. Even the smallest details, like the tightly closed lips, the wrinkles at the corners of the mouth, and the outstretched hands were vividly painted. Du Ze stared at the protagonist in the painting, and a sense of sadness suddenly hit his heart. The person's expression can't be seen clearly but there was a sense of crazy, desolate emotion, as if he had lost his most important treasure and was in despair. Just seeing it was enough to make people feel extremely uncomfortable.

*Drip drip drip drip*

The sound of water woke Du Ze from his trance. The sound was coming from the person in the mural. Tears of blood were flowing. That person was embracing a vanished person, silently filled with grief, and asking the world:

He lost his most important person, why can't he cry?

He lost his most important person, why not go mad?

He lost his most important person, why not ... destroy the world?

Du Ze held his head in his hands. The sound of the broken voice was everywhere, rushing into his brain. The screaming made his brain feel like it was about to burst. Du Ze shook his head vigorously and the pain made the voice recede. When he looked up, he froze. His surroundings had changed beyond recognition.

It is no longer a corridor with murals on each side. He was in ... outer space? That was the only way he could describe the place; it was an empty blue-black space strewn with broken rocks. He was standing on a rock platform. Maybe a star had exploded, leaving behind debris and desolation.

The impact of this mural was too great. A desperate sorrow and heavy pressure was making each heartbeat painful. The ache could be felt all the way down to the center of his bones. In the distance there was a faintly visible figure standing on a rock.

It was the only figure that could be seen in this desolate place. Du Ze tried to view it more clearly but he could not move from from the broken piece of rock he was on. Voices could be heard from afar. The man seemed to be arguing with another man. The sound was muffled, but that person could not conceal his eagerness. There was also a hint of fear and despair in his voice.

"... You said that ..., ... I have destroyed ... Then, what about him? ... Also ... I!"

Then another voice appeared. The voice seemed to be full of pain, but also malicious pleasure, "The world by you ... Haha ... Lied to you ... Tell ... Fact: he ... Not anymore ... have been ... haha haha–" That voice was growing louder and clearer, "You'll never find him! Haha -! "