Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1296 - 1292: "Which of These Two Was Copied, and Who Disappeared?
He can return to the past instances of the World Game, truly immersing himself, and affect the coordinates of "-x" (pirated version) by changing "x" (authentic version) coordinates. This influence not only manifests in the authentic and pirated Main God World but also within the authentic and pirated instances.
This is entirely his personal inference, but the Supreme Lord’s final words let him know — his idea is correct.
Next, he needs to think about how to lure Sique to the "-x" coordinates.
Su Ming’an conveyed a message through Starfire, informing Su Rin: [Lure Sique to the Daylight Floating City Square]. Su Rin quickly understood Su Ming’an’s situation and, under a false pretense, sent a message to Sique, bringing him to the central square of the Floating City.
At the same time, Su Ming’an confirmed Sique’s standing position through the live broadcast room — a certain coordinate in the square. Once Sique’s coordinates were determined, he could use his Spatial Awareness Passive to find the world’s median line as the symmetrical y-axis to determine Su Ming’an’s location. This y-axis doesn’t mean the physical space’s median line but the world’s conceptual median line.
Finally, when Sique was about to leave, Su Ming’an and Sique’s positions had already formed a "left and right absolute value equals" stance.
At the moment he stood firm, Su Ming’an experienced the feeling of "world overlap."
It was as if his form and Sique overlapped, he was wearing a white shirt, yet at the same time it seemed he was wearing Sique’s black robe, his eyes were black but also seemed overlaid with Sique’s gold.
At this moment, they "merged," even their visions overlapped. He looked at Nuoliya and saw Siyi, looked at Siyi and saw Nuoliya — like people outside the mirror and mirror people overlapping.
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["Which one of these two people was copied, and who disappeared?"]
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This was an experience Su Ming’an had never had before, only appearing when standing in the right position. The appearance of this feeling meant — whatever he did now could affect Sique on the other side.
The person outside the mirror stabs his arm, the person in the mirror would perform the same action. The person outside the mirror is left-arm, while in the mirror, it’s the right arm.
He understood why Sique wanted to kick him back to the Main God World — others returning to the Main God World could only watch the live broadcast absentmindedly. But he, possessing the Ruler’s Skill, could shuttle through various authentic instances, affecting the Disciple Game without showing up, silently and invisibly injuring and killing people...
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["Who smiles with two different smiles?"]
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He looked down at his chest, seeing both the tie of the white shirt and a magpie brooch gleaming with light.
"... Yet, I still have to go back, Sique is unwilling to be a passive person staying in the Main God World, and I am unwilling too — we are both vying for the control of each other’s mirror."
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["Whose voice replaces two voices to speak?"]
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Person outside the mirror, person in the mirror — who is active, who is passive?
Is it the person outside the mirror waving his limbs, forcing the person in the mirror to follow the actions, or is it the person in the mirror waving limbs, commanding and dominating the person outside the mirror?
The protagonist is only one, the narrative anchor of the story is only one.
Whoever is passive disappears in the story, becomes the appendage of the other side, can only follow the other side’s actions, appear in cooperation with the other side’s words, and then make himself vanish at a crucial stage of the other side’s matters, conceding the stage entirely.
Su Ming’an is the protagonist of the World Game, Sique is the protagonist of Luowasha, and the 2021 version of Little Su is the protagonist of the Disciple Game.
— Maybe no one wants to disappear into the mirror’s palm print, falling into complete passivity.
Su Liujin is an exception.
Su Ming’an raised his head, his sword inclined in hand, taking a deep breath.
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["Who nods in agreement for two heads?"]
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In the hazy overlapping vision, he twisted his wrist, the sword with a cold gleam aimed at his own heart.
After pondering for a moment, he shifted the sword pointing at the left chest to the right chest, then moved it under the lip to the neck, aiming.
The sword tip gleamed with a chilling light.
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["Whose gesture lifts the teaspoon to the lips?"]
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The rule modification of suicide in the Main God World instead aided his conduct. When he let the sword fall on himself, piercing his neck, not a single drop of blood flowed; he did not die. The Main God World’s [unable to directly suicide] rule protected him.
On the other side of the mirror — above the (-x, y) coordinates of Sique, an indistinct sharp blade abruptly appeared, piercing through him.
This was an unannounced, cross-world assassination. Even the assassin himself hadn’t entered this world but completed a successful assassination.
Blood gushed from Sique’s wound, amidst the shock and fear in everyone’s eyes, and in Siyi’s scream, the purple-haired young man’s lips curled into a smile of realization, his long hair floated up, descending slowly, with a raspy throat.
Sique, not in the Main God World, had no protection from the suicide rule.
"... I see." He choked on blood, his voice tearing: "Su Ming’an, so you thought of this move, it’s too interesting..."
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["Who strips off another person’s skin?"]
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Until he fell among the flowerbeds, vivid red blood stained the white jasmine, white flowers flying all over, the magpie brooch dyed with gold and red, and then he closed his eyelids, closing his eyes in serenity.
Then,
The next moment, a pair of sharp, gleaming pupils opened, already embodying a starkly different gaze.
The person inside the mirror and the person outside the mirror swapped positions.
The protagonist of Luowasha and the protagonist of the World Game swapped positions.
— Now, it was Su Ming’an’s turn to continue becoming the observation anchor center.
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["Who remains alive, who has already passed away, entangled in whose palm print?"]
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Su Ming’an opened his eyes.
At this moment, the observation anchor fell on him, while Sique temporarily vanished from Luowasha’s story. Whether in the live broadcast room or other high-dimensional observation points, the observation points from now on could only see Su Ming’an’s perspective, no longer focusing on Sique’s perspective.
When Su Ming’an arrived, the wound on his throat began to heal, perhaps owing to his body’s robust self-healing ability, when a new soul descended, the body began to regain vitality.
Witnessing everything, Siyi realized that the person standing in front was no longer Sique but an invader from the Outer Realm civilization. She exhibited a wary expression, instructing the Floating City Guards to surround Su Ming’an, intending to capture him.
"Why capture me?" Su Ming’an said lightly.
"You’re not him." Siyi said coldly.
"But the decision to let Daylight Floating City fall, to rewrite your story, was made by me." Su Ming’an glanced at the crowd:
"...Is everything meaningless because I’m not Sique?"
"...Because I’m not him, I can’t occupy even a tiny place in your story? Even the goodwill once shown has to be erased."
"You think players are irresponsible invaders, leaving a mess, so you resent them. But sometimes you are the same, only caring about the original owner, not the newcomers, even when the newcomers are the ones making contributions."
He thought of his experiences in the Ruined World; because he wasn’t Acto himself, no matter how hard he tried, some people still loved Acto, only entrusting their memories of Acto to him. Even if he left, some wouldn’t mention his name.
"You’ve targeted the wrong group, clearly the players are forced to come, yet you unconditionally resent them, thinking they came to take everything from you." Su Ming’an spread his hands:
"But it’s the World Game that forces players to come, players are victims too. I support your vigilance towards some players, indeed some only cause destruction, but clearly, there are good and bad among both NPCs and players."
"Summarizing with the general terms ’player’ and ’NPC’ to classify, divide, and target with discrimination, without observation, without consideration—how is this different from racial discrimination?"
"The same shallowness, the same narrowness, the same reckless malice, forcing individual actions onto the group."
"Just because someone is a ’player,’ they are branded as invaders, subjected to vigilance, prevention, deprivation of achievements, and discrimination. A player’s goodwill is necessarily ulterior, a player’s achievements are necessarily for completing tasks, and a player’s self-defense is all malicious invasion."
"And then, only regarding NPCs as Luowasha’s ’Lighthouse.’"
"But even in Luowasha, there exists ’Edward,’ and even among players, there exists ’Noel’... A Lighthouse judged by a single standard will only become shallower. Currently, Luowasha is not stable, internal strife will only make hopes dimmer."
"Only by solving the real crisis will the wrong target completely disappear. Luowasha’s Lighthouse, you should guide those who discriminate and lack information, effectively utilizing the players’ living force, not deepening this rigid division, for your own sake as well."
Siyi was stunned.
The guards behind her were also stunned.
After a moment, Siyi choked out a sentence: "...Are you Sique’s son?"
Due to the effect of the Missionary Halo, she was inadvertently attracted by his words, feeling dizzy after hearing them, but she quickly sobered up: "Do you think I don’t understand your meaning? But you stabbed Sique’s throat in front of me, this isn’t over—capture him!"
The guards lunged at Su Ming’an. The sound of the Mechanical Mother Goddess activating rose from the ground, her Strength greatly enhanced, already very powerful.
A malevolent wind blew across his face, surrounded by cold wind.
The wound on Su Ming’an’s throat hadn’t fully healed, he drew his sword, brilliance flickering around him, ready for battle.
—At the critical moment.
Out of nowhere, a dragon’s roar resounded.
"Roar—!"
A deep cry echoed from all directions, above the sky, an image of a dark-gold dragon appeared.
The dragon’s wings were long and narrow, seemingly covering the sky. Its golden eyes were awe-inspiring, cold light flickering. Its enormous body resembled a striking cloud of flames in the night.
"A dragon—it’s a dragon!" The guards screamed.
In Luowasha, dragons with extremely high lineage rival angels and demons, everyone would retreat before them.
Amid the shocked gazes, the dragon flapped its wings, stirring a great hurricane, causing chaos but sparing Su Ming’an alone.
In the dim night, a figure dressed in a trench coat faintly stood atop the dragon’s head, one hand holding a dragon horn, another hand reaching out.
"Get on."
Golden-red flames coiled around him, illuminating the rustling trench coat.
Su Ming’an used Spatial Displacement, swiftly rushing forward; the dragon lowered its head, catching Su Ming’an, then immediately flapped its wings, soaring into the sky.
Flames, fierce wind, the fire of the night.
His purple hair lifted in the strong wind, Su Ming’an looked back at the receding Daylight Floating City, then at Su Rin standing on the dragon’s head.
"Why choose me among the teammates to send a message?" Su Rin said softly.
"Felt you were the least likely to get hacked." Su Ming’an replied.
"...Where to next?" Su Rin looked ahead, vast stars adorned the night sky, one by one like white pearls, a blue moon hanging high, brilliant as a jade disk: "You’ve already taken the Undead Territory as a base, planning to take the Blood Clan next? Elves? Mechanics? Or outrightly the World Master?"
"So direct?"
"No need to be too conservative, advancing steadily is unnecessary, in Luowasha, personal strength is extremely important, with you and me cooperating, even alone we could bring tribes to submission." Su Rin crossed his arms: "Depends on what you need... Did you take down the Goddess of Life earlier? I heard about it. Who do you want to find next?"
"You’re cooperating this much with me?"
"I met the God of Doom of All Things." Su Rin said coldly: "He pissed me off, so I want to win."
Su Ming’an roughly guessed, probably the God of Doom of All Things also had a terribly arrogant demeanor, Su Rin similarly cocky, the two meeting is like sparks flying as lightning strikes.
"Upwards." Su Ming’an said.
Su Rin looked up at the boundless starry sky: "...Upwards?"
"Yes, upwards." Su Ming’an said.
"...Alright." Su Rin vaguely guessed Su Ming’an’s intent, he tapped the dragon horn, the dragon roared long, flying high, its angle instantly tilted.
"Hold tight." Su Rin glanced sideways.
"It’s fine." Su Ming’an hugged another dragon horn, his black hair lifting in the air.
Listen to the dragon’s roar, straight to the nine heavens.
Su Ming’an opened the panel, casually glanced at the progress Sique had livered for him.
The moment the data came into view, his pupils constricted, Heartbeat quickened.
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[TE1· "First attain its soul’s light, then drive its life’s demise" Perfect Pass progress: 77%]
[TE2· "They have waited too long for redemption" Perfect Pass progress: 60%]
[TE3· "Where I am... is your eternally existing Fantasy Village" Perfect Pass progress: 65%]
[TE4· "Will a wingless bird grow flesh and blood because of you" Perfect Pass progress: 100%]
[TE5· "Rivers don’t turn, eternal glory" Perfect Pass progress: 62%]
[TE6· "I hear you leave footprints as the tides of all things rise and fall" Perfect Pass progress: 42%]
[TE7· "He closed the book, everything begins anew" Perfect Pass progress: 81%]
[TE8· "Will you weave the same blue sky with me?" Perfect Pass progress: 40%]
[TE9· "Pop pop pop, tweet tweet tweet" Perfect Pass progress: 76%]
...
...Maya.
