"No...that's not the case."

Karen was suddenly shocked. He couldn't let him lead him into this rhythm.

"He loves you, he loves your parents, he..."

Karen continued with some confusion,

"who is he?"

He started laughing again on the windowsill, and this laughter made Karen upset.

At this time, the window on the windowsill was opened. He stood on the windowsill, facing the open window, with his back to Karen and said:

"Push me down, push me out of this home, this home is yours."

Karen stretched out her hands and walked towards the window sill.

But when his hands were about to touch the back of the man on the windowsill, Karen stopped, took a deep breath, and slapped his forehead hard.

Then turned around and walked in the other direction.

When he reached the door of the study, Karen stopped.

This study gave him a special feeling, as if just opening this door would solve all his problems.

Karen put her hand on the doorknob, turned it, and pushed the door open.

There is an old man sitting behind the desk in the room.

The old man sat there upright and looked at Karen.

"grandfather……"

At this moment, Karen finally realized who was missing from the bed.

It's Dis, Dis is not beside the bed!

"I'm tired." Dis said, "I will find a reason to sleep for a while. When you are truly mature, I will wake up and take what I want from you."

After hearing this, Karen took a deep breath, and the dizzy feeling in her head appeared again, and it was several times stronger than before.

"Don't worry, I will always keep an eye on you. Every move you make will be under my gaze. If you don't believe me, look behind you?"

Karen turned his head and saw the shadow of Dis behind him. This was his family's belief system.

Dis continued: "Look, in order to keep an eye on you, I held a blood sacrifice ceremony."

"That's not the case..."

Karen clenched his fists and began to hit his head. He wanted to wake up again. He hated this illusion.

"How can there be love for no reason in this world? You know who you are very well. How can I be kind to you just because you occupy my grandson's body?"

Haha, it turns out you are so naive?"

Karen continued to bang his head and growled: "You create this illusion for me, I will kill you, I will kill you! Pousine, I will kill you!"

"You should face your heart. There are some things that you have never doubted or thought about?"

Karen raised his head with a ferocious expression, but his eyes became clear again:

"You know, if Dis really wants it, I'm willing to give it to him. Even if this is a dream, I'm willing to keep doing it."

"Look, you have doubted it, right? It's just that your sensibility overwhelms your rationality." Dis stood up and looked at Karen, "You should face your heart."

"Oh……"

Karen laughed out loud.

He then exited the study, closed the study door with a bang, staggered to the stairs, and saw a black cat sitting on the handrail.

Black Cat said: "Karen, do you know that the Allen family's plan has never failed, and I, Pall, am the one who actually implemented this plan.

How do those idiots know how to use this finger?

I will find the most suitable owner for this finger. Oh no, what could be more suitable for it than its original owner?

At that time, I will be able to find excuses to form a symbiotic relationship with you, and I will transcend the limits of the family belief system of the ancestor Allen, this damn family belief system that has locked up this genius like me!

I will choose the one with the best bloodline talent among my tribe to marry you and let her give birth to your bloodline.

so,

Our Allen family will receive your gift both in body and soul.

What is a brief silence?

The Allen family will eventually usher in true glory under my arrangement, and the Allen family in the future will have the qualifications that even the gods have to look up to!"

Karen began to run away, and the drowsy feeling returned.

But at this moment, a cat's tail poked at him, and then a white finger touched his forehead.

"Order...come out and see me!"

"Bang!"

Karen instantly became dizzy and fell down the stairs.

Before he could get up, a golden retriever came over and licked his hand:

"I have been waiting for you for so long as promised. This time, you must not abandon me again. I want you to help me get my Mills back. You won't lie to me again, right?

"

Karen subconsciously raised his foot and wanted to kick the dog away, but stopped midway.

He got up, holding the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and continued to go down hard. He wanted to get out of here, get out of here!

Here, it is full of absurdity and depression.

But what tortured Karen the most was that he could wake up again and again, but he was never able to have any impact on the surrounding environment. However, the surrounding environment always had the most direct impact on him.

When Karen came to the stairs on the first floor, she saw an old man sitting by the coffee table, drinking tea.

"Mr. Huofen...Grandpa Huofen?"

Mr. Hofen looked at Karen, smiled, and said:

"My good friend Dis, what an outstanding person he is. He shouldn't have such a mediocre and melancholy life. In my eyes, he should stand in the brightest place.

So, I summoned you for him.

You have to work hard, mature quickly and become the step for him to become a god, hehehe..."

The feeling of drowsiness came over again. Karen could only hold on to the armrest to maintain the last bit of balance, but he still failed. His body couldn't help but slide down. After his back fell on the carpet, he turned his head with difficulty.

, I saw that there was no coffin on the original morgue in the mourning hall on the first floor of Immelais' house, but a Throne of Order.

"Come here, come here, this is where you should sit, this is yours, Karen.

You are me and I am you.

I want to return before they come back, I want to block the way for them to return, I want to create a world where only I, the god, exist, and I want to make order the only criterion for measuring this world!

Forget your memories and give up your struggles.

Those are just a little bit of dust that has been stained by this gemstone after being stored for a long time. It will be clean after blowing it.

Perhaps, it was because of my deep sleep that I had some dreams, dreamed of many stories, and dreamed of many identities, and the identity you remembered was nothing more than a simple last dream after I woke up, but you,

Ridiculously believing that dream to be reality.

Karen,

you are me,

You are the order,

You are the God of Order worshiped by the Cult of Kosmos!”

Karen held his head in his hands, and a strong desire to give up arose in his heart.

This damn illusion is full of vulgarity!

But even this kind of low-level person crushed him over and over again, until he was unable to fight back, until he began to despair, and until he wanted to bow his head.

This carpet is so soft, I really want to lie down on it.

Karen clearly knows that Uncle Mason, "Karen", Diss, Pu'er, Kevin, Mr. Hoffen, and the throne he met before are all fake!

But the more awake I am, the clearer it becomes, and the pain becomes more intense.

This is not a simple pain, but it feels like I am pinching my own neck hard. The more awake I am, the harder I pinch myself.

This paradoxical tearing and twisting plunged Karen into a bottomless despair.

Go to sleep,

No more resistance.

At this time,

A faint sound came from the basement.
To be continued...