Chapter 745: I am in all things, and all things are in me

Jarilo-VI, Fortress of Qlipoth.

In the Supreme Guardian's office, Gepard walked quickly to Bronya:

"Supreme Guardian, this is a summary of the recent situation; please take a look."

As he spoke, he placed several documents on the table and pushed them in front of Bronya.

Bronya nodded, her gaze falling upon them, scanning quickly, then picked up a pen, signed, and stamped.

After doing all this, she casually asked a few questions concerning people's livelihood.

After receiving detailed explanations, Bronya had a rough understanding of the current situation of Belobog's revival:

Everything was progressing smoothly; the public showed unprecedented enthusiasm and drive, engineering and agriculture had not encountered difficulties, and the plan was advancing step by step.

"Hmm, that is enough."

Bronya handed the documents to Gepard, paused, and thought of "SCP-3999" and the existence of the "upper-narrative narrator".

"Gepard, uh... I have a question."

"Please go ahead."

"If all the SCPs so far, all the SCP files, were 'created' by the upper-narrative narrator."

"Then, are we, the 'Eternal Freeze', and the entire world we are in, also part of the upper-narrative narrator's story?"

Hearing Bronya's personal question, Gepard's brows furrowed slightly.

He realized that the young leader before him had her perception of the world impacted; she was very confused at this moment and had even questioned the reality of the world.

This was not an easy question to answer; as the Captain of the Silvermane Guards, he had basically never thought about related issues.

But just before he came, on the way, he bumped into Dr. Bright who had run out to buy wine, and they happened to discuss issues related to this, receiving a certain answer.

Coincidentally, this doctor, who had been tortured by the "immortality" of "SCP-963", had long had deep thoughts on such issues.

Otherwise, just the two small matters of resurrection and changing bodies, which were common to him, would be enough to make him collapse.

Thus, the equally young guard captain, recalling Dr. Bright's rhetoric, tried to answer the young leader's doubts:

"That depends on you, Lady Bronya."

"Depends on me?" Bronya pondered slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"Yes," Gepard nodded and continued to explain, "Even if the upper-narrative narrator really exists, it won't change anything."

"Or rather, regardless of whether an upper-narrative narrator exists, it has no impact on our current situation."

Bronya nodded with a serious expression, not speaking for a while, just looking at Gepard's blue eyes.

"I don't know any great principles, Lady Bronya."

"Whether it is the upper-narrative narrator or the fatalism popular in the interstellar space—the script for all things in the world has been written, and no matter what everyone does, they cannot resist the predetermined fate."

"These theories attempt to make us believe that the fate of all things in the world is determined by a great existence that transcends all things."

"They might be Aeons, they might be supreme divinities, or they might be upper-narrative narrators."

"But before the ending arrives, everything is unknown. Perhaps the trajectory of each of our fates has been drawn, but we can still demonstrate our courage and human wisdom within a limited range."

"Just like Belobog finally walked out of the 'Eternal Freeze'."

Listening to Gepard's narration, Bronya stood up and walked to the window, listening while pondering.

The distant sky was occupied for the most part by the "Automaton Grizzly" that looked like a mountain.

Those creations of the ancestors were roaring, and with every gesture, they were moving mountains and filling seas, dismantling the ruins of the old days, and preparing for the rebirth of Jarilo-VI.

Under the feet of their god-like bodies, countless people were busy; they might not have significant identities, and their lives might not be magnificent.

Even in the story, they were very inconspicuous existences, passed over in just a few sentences.

Or, they wouldn't appear at all, until some disaster occurred, when they would pop up in the form of disaster victims or casualties, showing the cruelty of the world.

They wouldn't be the protagonists of the story, but they were the protagonists of their own lives.

Perhaps in the story, the author wouldn't allocate any ink to them at all, but they would still strive to live outside the words of the story.

"If we are really just a part of some story, besides the 'author', isn't there also the 'reader'?"

"'Reader'?" Bronya was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Gepard to find such an angle.

According to the definition of the upper-narrative narrator, there is indeed an "author", so there should be a "reader".

"In the story, the meaning of our existence is not just to push the plot forward, but to convey important information and emotions, having a profound impact on the reader."

"Moreover, we have even achieved immortality; as long as this story is still being passed on, everyone in this story will be immortal in each retelling."

Bronya opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something more, but she immediately fell into deep thought.

Yes, this is true "immortality".

In the current world, their lives will end, love will end, and bodies will rot.

But in the world of the upper-narrative narrator, whenever a "reader" opens a book and rereads their story.

Living in words and existing in history, they will be resurrected in the "reader's" mind, walking the journey of the past once again.

This process might not be beautiful, and it might be full of suffering; the next time they are read, they won't remember the parts after this story.

But so what?

What they have to do is, in each cycle, ensure that when the story is read again, the version of themselves in that story will not feel regret.

"Thank you, Gepard." Bronya raised her hand to pinch her brow.

As the knot in her heart was untied, she let out a long sigh of relief, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared.

Only.

There must be no shortage of people with the same problem.

If the questioner is dissatisfied with their current life and has a weak will, they will probably attribute all blame to the arrangements of the upper-narrative narrator and then embark on the path of nihilism.

【 I am just a part of the upper-narrative narrator's story; I am fake, the world is fake, free will is fake, it's all fake! 】

"There are so many posts like this."

Asta looked at the comments in the "Foundation Grand Game" forum and sighed softly. ===== CHAPTER 747 =====