Endings

Servant of God

You had to hand over the sweetest and fullest fruits.

ID: 102

Outcome: Narrow Victory

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You followed the being once known as Lamblet to the New World they had created.

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They dwelled in their cloud palace suspended above the zenith, and you became the brightest star above it. On clear winter days, people could even see your radiance in daylight.

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As the servant of god, you were affectionately called God's Servant [player.name]. When the Creator circled the heavens to inspect their creation, you were the Morning Star that upheld them.

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As the scribe of god, you were warmly named the Morning Star [player.name]. The people of this world believed that creative inspiration was personally bestowed by you, and poets worshipped you almost fanatically.

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As the symbol of god's authority, you were endearingly titled the Crown of the Morning Star. Indeed, they often shaped you into a great star crown, worn proudly upon their forehead. The most exquisite jewels in this world were engraved with "In the name of [player.name]."

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As the guardian of god, you were lovingly known as the Shield of the Morning Star [player.name]. Your faithful protection earned the worship of the people, and warriors prayed to you before going to battle.

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As the companion of god, you were tenderly called the Gentle and Loyal Morning Star [player.name]. Lovers in this world prayed to you late at night, hoping their love would come true.

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As a path of magical power, [player.name] lost his own name entirely. Some said you were a web, carrying the power of god. Others claimed you were a cloud, showering miracles upon the mortal world. A few heretic dark mages whispered that they had dreamed of a rapidly spinning brass scepter, and that with certain gestures, they could unleash magic from it...

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are more primitive and wild. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



Though they do not understand love—they hate it most of all!—they have broken down the barriers between living beings, allowing them to freely mate with those they love, whether of the same kind or another, and bear offspring. And humans, unbound by mating seasons, have spread their seed to every corner of the world... On the grasslands, in the jungles, the skies, and even the deep seas, humans have freely mingled with fish, birds, horses, cats, rhinoceroses... Well, with all kinds of creatures to produce countless hybrids. They fight for mates, for habitats, for better paths of evolution, and for dominion over the world... The Creator is having an absolute blast!



Oh, and of course, there are sheep in this world. But sheep do not mingle with any other species—not even humans. Sheep are just sheep.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are lonelier and more wandering, just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



They designed it to be vast and boundless, so vast that one might spend an entire lifetime without ever seeing another soul. Living beings no longer gather in groups, and communication has become unnecessary. Aside from the gods, they have only themselves to rely on. Each wanders and survives in the wilderness, trapped in their own cocoon. Only on extremely rare occasions are their prayers heard by the gods, allowing them to briefly meet another of their kind, bear children, then soon part and continue their solitary journeys and solitary cultivation... just like some animals in the wastelands and forests you once knew, just like all the stars in the sky, and all the deities.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are crueler, ruled by the law of the jungle. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



Just as birds and beasts feel no guilt for snatching food from others, the people here oppress one another, live by plunder, and take pride in theft. Instinct needs no restraint, and morality is utterly meaningless. For a time, humans even crowned an extraordinarily strong and wise chimpanzee as their king, for in this world, all living beings worship only the strong. And of course, as the Creator and Maker, the one and greatest god of this realm has won the unreserved worship of all living things.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are colder and more mysterious. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



This is a world shrouded in damp mist. Most creatures are born blind, for that is the price they must pay to touch the truth. By day, they live as normal. At night, behind locked doors, their bodies are infiltrated, twisted, and controlled by hordes of demons—beings exiled and driven away by gods in countless other worlds, forced to lurk in shadows, unknown to all... All living things of the day are offerings and playthings of the night. When the sun rises again, they wake from those absurd dreams, and with their newly formed strange limbs, they recite in prayer the desires and weaknesses of the demons, and all knowledge that should never be known to mortals, to their only deity...

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are more thrilling, exciting, and tense. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



And so this world is filled with treasures of old eras—no easy feat, for the Creator, it meant they had to create everything twice!—And so, whether kings or thieves, all people share one sole purpose: to dig downward. The present is too thin, too brittle, too dim; the past was better, greater, more radiant! In this world, the new is inferior to the old, the living are less than the dead, and there are far more guardians in the tombs than in the Sultan's Harem.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are more lucid and more focused on spiritual cultivation. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



And so, everyone in this world embarks on a path of cultivation from birth. They sustain their physical lives with minimal resources, even believing that they are closest to the divine when weak and dizzy. They pour all their energy into the inner world; all their thoughts, meditations, communications, and conflicts take place within the spiritual realm. Little do they know, every time the garden of their souls blooms in splendor, the Creator who made them plucks its petals and reaps its fruit—this is their consistent method, yet the people believe it to be ascension!

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are more elegant, orderly, and sharply stratified. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



And so, this world is carefully divided into sixty-eight levels. And as recorded in that book, "The sole duty of everyone in court is to serve Sultan, our only master." In this world, there is only one deity above the first rank, a handful of first-rank beings, several in the middle ranks, and billions upon billions of ruled sixty-eighth-rank beings. Those of lower ranks must support those above. The first-rank beings enjoy the offerings of all sixty-seven lower ranks. Yet this comes at a cost: every rank's code of conduct is regulated in meticulous detail. First-rank beings may not let their feet touch the ground, may not bend their heads to drink, and may not look at their food while eating. Those who break the rules are flogged. The sixty-eighth-rank may do as they please—they may even defecate on the heads of the first-rank, and the penalty is likewise only a flogging.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, only they are quieter yet noisier—sounds contradictory, doesn't it? But just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator thought little of this book and had their own understanding of social interaction...



And so, in this world they created, people can know each other's thoughts just by looking into each other's eyes. All intentions are conveyed without distortion. To the Creator, this must be the most perfect form of communication: no secrets, no lies, no pretense. Humans no longer even need the cumbersome burden of "language"!



Yet a small group of people is deeply dissatisfied with their design. To avoid the gaze of others, these fools would rather blind themselves. The Creator is furious at their ingratitude! Fortunately, they are few and easily spotted in crowds. The Ruler of All, on the surface, can capture and execute them without difficulty. But why can these people never be fully wiped out?

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are more interesting, with the spirit of a poet or a hero. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



They wove incredibly bizarre, thrilling, and twisted threads of fate for the creatures here—curly, soft, and easy to knead, just like sheep's wool! They prepared countless difficult challenges, desperate traps, and miraculous turnarounds. They toy with them as effortlessly as grooming themselves. When thoroughly amused by their creations, they may even permit themselves a rare few bleats! Naturally, you would do best to pretend you heard nothing.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are bloodier and more brutal. Just like the book you recommended – [all.创世书.name] – remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



They deliberately made this world's resources extremely scarce. When people realize the fruits of the land cannot feed their infants, they naturally turn to plunder and killing. Conflicts between individuals quickly escalate into wars between tribes, towns, and races. When everything finally settles and a single greatest warlord on land emerges, the Creator will gladly flip the entire board with a natural disaster and gleefully watch the next round of bloodshed.

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The basic elements of this world are similar to the one you once knew and have long left behind, yet they are stranger and more absurd. Just like the book you recommended—[all.创世书.name]—remember? The Creator shaped this world based on it, fused with their own understanding...



At first, they implanted carefully selected knowledge or falsehoods into some people at birth, making them believe they were born wise. Then they watched them be toyed with and tormented by this incomprehensible knowledge and talent, swelling with pride or falling into despair. Later, they even took to revealing a cruel truth in some people's dreams—that they live in a game, a story, trapped in futile cycles. They make them think they have awakened! But this is merely one of god's ways to mock them. You feel deep sympathy and pity for all this...

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As for you, the Creator has kept their promise to you: They dote on you like a fine hound or a temperamental cat. To be specific, you may eat whatever you like and play with whatever you wish, but you must not leave their palace. You must also endure their occasional outbursts of poetic inspiration—a habit they picked up from their last servant—and applaud and praise them at the right moments.



However, when they fight their enemies, you are not allowed to take part at all, for the battlefield is no place for a pet.

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As for you, the Creator has kept their promise to you: They regard you as a source of power. Whenever they want something new, they ask for your opinion. The word "ask" here means forcing you to grow what they desire in the Halcyon Days, then cutting off a piece of your soul to give it to them... Through exploiting you, they grow ever stronger. Yet in a way, this also grants you some power: you have managed to weave many stories and legends about yourself into the fragments of power and spread them across the world.



And when they battle their foes, you are exploited and used in the most painful, cruelest ways... Sometimes you think: the Creator and Sultan are so alike. Both exploit to ensure their victims can never resist.

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As for you, the Creator has kept their promise to you: They have shown you all the skills of world-making, even though you will likely never need them. That is the fun of teaching a child: "You may not use this later, but let me show you how great I am—and praise me loudly!" In this little game between parent and child, half in play and half in earnest, they shaped the world ever more fully, until in the end you began to admire them with genuine sincerity. It is like a reversed childhood: first doubt, then belief.



When they fight their enemies, you are always placed at a safe distance to watch. Later, they decide you ought to grow up—for growth is the most important and amusing trait of a "child"—and so you are given chances to personally snap an enemy's neck.

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Their strife with those who oppose them never ceases for a moment. This world is filled with people who defy the gods. And the reason, of course, is that the Creator Themselves regard their own creations as enemies: every so often they send down disasters, destroy a batch of living beings, and start over.

Yet as time passes, you find it becomes harder and harder for them to end the world... and more and more intelligent creatures survive each cataclysm. You do not know if the Creator has noticed this, but you choose not to remind them.



It is truly a brave new world.



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Even now, the gods still feud with one another across the worlds. They have even carved out a desolate, abandoned realm solely for their wars. They hurl mountains and seas at each other, wipe out each other's armies with their power again and again, and fill the emptiness of this world with hatred and curses.

They have fought for so long that even you have grown tired of it. Perhaps... even the gods are thinking of abandoning their strife and seeking other amusements. You have come to see the pattern of these so-called gods: they create, they destroy, then they wander away in boredom.



It is truly a brave new world.



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In this world, the people's enemy is all joy. Except for religious sites and rituals, fine clothing and ornaments are forbidden—at least on the surface. Wine, delicious food, singing and dancing must not even be mentioned. The Creator demands that everyone devote themselves entirely to the cultivation of their souls. They want creations brimming with power, not billions of short-lived but happy ants. And so, some who have truly opened the gates of their souls turn to pray to you—and you always find a chance to answer them in secret... Perhaps you are the Creator's real enemy.



In any case, until They discover the truth, this is a brave new world.



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Hmm?



You want to start all over again?



Well, baah... I can understand that. Baah, very well... Let me see... Ah... Here's a timeline, much like the ones before—off you go.



Have fun, baah. Say hello to me in that world, baah-baah-baah ha ha ha—!

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