Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 918 - 454 Cat Cat: Unable to Stand Up to A, The Truth and Paradox of History (4k)_3
Lolita with pink hair looked profoundly at the bed woven from colorful rays of light alongside her.
A humanoid girl action figure was secretly flipping through a book that emitted dark auras.
"Little Black, can your Evil God change the timeline of events that have already happened in a world?"
"Ah? I wasn’t thinking about escaping... Change the timeline? Isn’t that a common technique of yours?"
The action figure was initially startled, but after hearing Star Bell’s question, it asked back in confusion.
"What I’m talking about is changing the timeline of something that happened a long time ago."
"A long time ago? That’s difficult... but not to say it’s impossible. If during that historical period, enough believers are gathered, and a ritual is set, calling upon the gods of the future rather than those of the time, it might be possible to receive a divine revelation that would allow the change of past events."
Black Moon spread her hands and said, "However, such an operation is arduous and thankless. You know, time is one of the two supreme rules, along with fate. To transcend the timeline to summon gods from the future is hardly less difficult than an Evil God’s avatar directly devouring a small world; usually after the sacrificial ceremony, nothing happens."
"Indeed, so what exactly is the situation with the historical revision she spoke of?"
Star Bell’s body slowly became transparent.
She also intended to go into the mortal world to look for related texts.
"Oh, that’s right."
Black Moon raised her head and said, "Truth is His Benyuan, Paradox is also His Benyuan. He might not be able to forcefully change the timeline from a temporal perspective, but He can shape certain events into ’Paradoxes’. Once enough people recognize the Paradox, then the Paradox will become Truth."
Lolita’s eyes flickered slightly, "The voice of the people is indeed powerful."
Even mortal spirits, when their collective subconscious aligns, can produce some incredible phenomena, like the spirit generator born from the fortress built by countless people, or objects of worship becoming ’pseudo-gods’....
If He has indeed employed this method, then His goals are definitely not just that.
To replace the Truth with a Paradox of the present, in order to change the events of the past...
Lolita felt a chill spreading throughout her body.
This method was beyond her imagination; no wonder He was a notorious Evil God within the First Quadrant.
Wait! If it’s really like that, then how much history has the Lord of Truth tampered with during the times she wasn’t paying attention?
She also had a faint feeling.
It seems He can’t wait any longer.
Why?
Is it just a craving... It’s been over a hundred thousand years; a bit more time couldn’t hurt.
An idea that Star Bell found incredulous suddenly sprang up in her mind.
Could it be... He is... afraid?
..... 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
"This is the time when the great Lord takes the world into His hands."
Ande pushed up his monocle, gazing at the lines of text drawn in blood flowing from countless corpses, signed off by the great Lord of Truth; his expression was filled with devotion and fervor.
[The heroes from the epics, the Colorful Dragon Emperor from legends, the mythical dragon that has saved the world from peril many times, once took human form and walked upon the continent, leaving behind many epics and praiseworthy poems, about how they saved the continent from destruction]— "Discourse on the Salvation Brought by the Colorful Dragon Emperor" — Gerald, written in the year 3129 of the Tirsiu Calendar.
[The heroes from the epics, the Colorful Dragon Emperor from legends, they are the lurking dragons of the world’s shadows, secretly guiding the world toward the destruction of Truth, all things shall return to Truth, they have led the world towards ruin]— "Discourse on the Destruction Brought by the Colorful Dragon Emperor" — Gerald, written in the year 3129 of the Tirsiu Calendar.
