"So what kind of thing possesses humanity?"
The words stopped here; this was Ewen’s final mystery for Bologue, as for the answer, Bologue already had a premonition.
Bologue folded the paper again and tucked it back into the pages of the book, closing that hefty to, then he turned to his journal and picked up his pen to write.
"It has been three months since the reality fracture event, during this ti everything has been calm, nothing has happened, peaceful days should be pleasing, but in this peace, I often feel uneasy, often waking up in the night.
The world is changing, I have no concrete evidence to prove it, but I can feel it, it is becoming a shape unfamiliar to ."
Bologue glanced at that book again, then continued to write.
"The only good thing recently is Ewen’s new book release, publishers have called it ’The Swan Song of the Cobalt Jay,’ at the ti readers didn’t understand what was happening, rely thinking it was Ewen’s final work.
The new book sold very well, completely sold out on the day it was released, followed by a hurried reprint announcent... judging by the royalties, Ewen will beco a famous tycoon.
The content also received great reactions, readers didn’t expect the new book to connect with ’Night Hunter’ in this way, nor did they expect Cobalt Jay, the protagonist—himself—to write such an ending, such a romantic ending.
Readers were accustod to the Cobalt Jay’s cruel, cold narrative, never imagining this rock-like author would beco so tender in his final work.
Authors walked into their stories, nothing could be more romantic than this."
A hint of sadness flashed in Bologue’s eyes, "Shortly after the new book’s release, the official announcent of Cobalt Jay, that is Ewen’s, death was made, at first, readers thought this was part of the marketing for the new book, until morial events for Ewen appeared, then they realized, this wasn’t a joke, he really was dead.
A lot of conspiracy theories erged during this ti, so people stubbornly believed this was rely a retirent event disguised as death, while others began to deeply believe the story in the book, convinced Ewen really entered that world and walked into the story."
Bologue heard a sound from the living room, it should be Palr waking up, Ewen’s new book was read by Palr over and over again, at that ti Palr didn’t feel anything, but once everything really ended, seeing this new book again and looking back at the long adventure, even the big-hearted Palr couldn’t help but feel lancholic.
"Speaking of which, the release of the new book wasn’t easy either.
After the reality fracture ended, the Order Bureau sealed Daisy Castle, except for so Ether that hadn’t completely dissipated, there was nothing unusual about the entire area, and Ewen vanished completely after the reality fracture, he really seed to have walked into the story."
The Order Bureau conducted a review of the manuscript for the new book, fortunately, Ewen transford the story thoroughly, so it could be released without any edits."
Bologue squinted his eyes, as if pondering so difficult problem.
"Actually, I’ve never understood whether what we experienced in the narrative was real or illusory, if it was real, then why did nothing remain except the manuscript? If it was illusory... then why could I bring this thing out of the narrative?"
Bologue paused the pen, looked up, only to see a long sword hanging on the wall. Its shape was extrely unique, without any handguard or crossguard, the hilt directly connected to the sword body, the blade was black and long, reminiscent of a slender spike.
Grievous Bite, this deadly weapon was surprisingly brought out of the narrative, as if it were Ewen’s final gift to himself.
Bologue took down Grievous Bite, its blade now concealed in a specially-made Sword Scabbard, crafted by Aimou for him, Bologue intended to find so ti to thank her.
Slowly drawing out the blade, the black sword body appeared before his eyes, tested by Belli, this weapon was classified as a Contract Object, but strangely, it had no side effects of its own, as if Ewen had already compensated for them, as for Grievous Bite’s effects, they were straightforward, it has an extrely sharp edge, and possesses certain corroding abilities against Ether, aning it can cut through Ether flows.
Placing Grievous Bite horizontally on his knee, Bologue closed his eyes to think, rembering a phrase repeatedly ntioned in Ewen’s new book.
"Accompanying you for sixteen hours, I reminisced for thirty-three years."
To Ewen, Bologue still had many unanswered mysteries, such as what exactly happened on the train thirty-three years ago?
Bologue could make a rough guess; Ewen t his Muse, she encouraged him, giving him the courage to keep living, and thus ignited his desire to create.
Just as Ewen said in the narrative, he never aged; when he left the train, he imprisoned himself in reminiscence, from then on ti couldn’t defeat him.
Ewen wrote all his life, just to see her again, to show her his achievents, to tell her that back then, she didn’t choose wrong.
"Stubborn enough indeed."
Bologue murmured, regarding those sixteen hours, Bologue could only guess as much, as for more detailed matters, even in the new book, Ewen did not ntion them.
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