Eldritch Horror Theatre

Though it still lacked any discernible emotion, at that moment, Fu Qian felt the Warehouse sounded rather reluctant.

[Darkness breaks, Clamor returns.

Nestled in a warm embrace, Ji Feng experienced a long dream, examining himself over and over from an alternate perspective.

During this process, he gradually became aware of two selves.

Immersing himself in either side made the other feel unreal.

This contradiction was so irreconcilable that even the true Offspring could not be confirmed.

Fortunately, with your help, his will gradually began to clear after the gospel was eliminated one day, making him realize what was real.

Everything had long since plunged into irredeemable darkness; the Clamor was nothing but the illusory afterglow of dusk.

This wisdom began to affect the individuals within the Clamor, pushing them to fall toward the darkness.

Unfortunately, with the reappearance of a buried name, the Dark Knight answered the call and carefully destroyed this hope.Ji Feng once again became intoxicated by the Clamor. His perception leaned toward the bustling Unseen Hill, and the slumbering wills were awakened one after another.

However, the seeds of the Darkest Night had not been eliminated. They still lurked somewhere deep, perhaps to sprout again one day.

Although the will of the Clown, who represented Ji Feng’s obsession with darkness, was completely annihilated—

It did not matter. Just like the name Grimm Ballard returning to the Unseen Hill, as long as this obsession remained, a Clown would inevitably return one day.

And he would firmly remember the name of the Dark Knight, always ready to entertain his esteemed guest.

The bed had not turned to ash, and the Unseen Hill welcomed a new day.]

[Kills: Black Doctor, Lord, Gang, Clown]

[Reward: SAN Value +20]

[Special Reward: Finger Pulp]

[Current SAN Value: 234]

[Play event recap?]

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’I could really feel the resentment.’

Though the mission evaluation had arrived late, Fu Qian still listened carefully, ultimately confirming his suspicions.

Frankly, much like previous evaluations, the specific content of the mission summary remained relatively devoid of emotion.

Even the assessment of the Dark Knight sounded predominantly positive.

Although it explicitly stated that Ji Feng was pulled back from ”reality” to the Clamor, that had been the mission objective all along, and the Warehouse never implied that this reality was necessarily a good thing.

But in Fu Qian’s view, one specific word within it—”carefully”—still subtly conveyed a hint of emotion.

’It was akin to a complaint: ”You’re usually so unrestrained, why did you opt for such conservative treatment this time?”’

’A ready-made solution was right in front of me; I could have just ripped out the root of the disease directly.’

’Yet I had insisted on treating the symptoms rather than the cause, operating at the bare minimum of efficacy.’

Hmph—

Fu Qian only sneered in that moment.

’As early as my first visit to the Unseen Hill, this seat was honored with the title of Cold-Blooded Plague Doctor. How could I not figure out this little bit of calculation?’

’Don’t just look at how the patient was treated; the result of this house call is far more than just a great success.’

’The harvest in scientific research alone is enough to further solidify my position as the academic leader of the Academy.’

’First, my deduction regarding Ji Feng’s state was correct. This incident indeed stemmed from his self-doubt.’

’Even according to the summary, the specific form of this self-doubt was surprisingly similar to multiple personality disorder.’

’Between this talent-filled Unseen Hill and that fireless place behind the door, the belief of which one was real corresponded to the two respective personalities.’

’And it sounds like this split has been going on for a long time.’

’”Warm embrace”... it’s hard not to associate that with the Mother of Gospel.’

’In other words, under her influence, Ji Feng gradually began sparring between left and right, until he became like this today?’

’The legendary, terrifying incessant muttering?’

’Including the part later that specifically mentioned Ji Feng developing a leaning after the gospel was eliminated, which also seems to prove the Mother of Gospel was a major influential factor in this incident.’

’Also, it looks like the results of the last mission weren’t bad. The Mother of Gospel actually made a strategic retreat and directly abandoned this side?’

’In short, it seems that after the last incident, the Ji Feng corresponding to the World Behind the Door began to gain the upper hand more and more. Consequently, he wanted to directly eliminate the hidden danger and kill his other self.’

’Thus, enlightenment was spread, Demigods were attracted, and they embraced the darkness one after another.’

’Led specifically by the exceptionally talented Clown, they began consolidating their forces, transforming into the spokesmen for this suicidal impulse.’

’The two characters I internally recommended made this team even larger.’

’However, the Warehouse seemingly didn’t want to see this happen, which was the origin of this mission.’

......

’Why wouldn’t it want that?’

By this point, the logic of the entire incident had basically been sorted out.

But with just a little deeper thought, several highly subtle points emerged.

’First is the Warehouse’s attitude. I wondered about it before: so what if everyone here fell asleep? What made the Warehouse feel like it absolutely had to intervene?’

’Looking at the mission summary now, it seems even more unnecessary.’

’For a higher entity like him, isn’t curing multiple personality disorder a good thing?’

’Maybe an old employee could even return, letting me ride his coattails.’

’Was it worried about losing a fragile balance and becoming unstable?’

’That reason doesn’t seem to hold water either. Let’s not forget the goal of this Containment: the Warehouse didn’t mind at all if I killed one of them—which means it only accepts the Ji Feng on this side of the door having the upper hand.’

’Why?’

’The one behind the door believes everything has long been irredeemable, and the bustling scene before our eyes is just the afterglow of dusk?’

That line from the mission summary easily popped into his head at that moment.

Although it was a bit vague, it carried a strong sense of déjà vu regarding things he had heard before—like Nepheli, who believed that ”doomsday had already descended nineteen years ago.”

’Did Ji Feng split into two: one who believes in doomsday and one who doesn’t?’

’And the Warehouse, desperately trying to maintain the ”afterglow of dusk before our eyes,” won’t allow the one who believes in doomsday to gain the upper hand?’

......

’That sort of makes sense.’

However, that overly profound question was suddenly pushed to the forefront again—was it really doomsday nineteen years and three months ago?

To call it false—it wasn’t just numerous people of insight who shared this concern.

Now even a true Deep Avatar, a senior huddled in the deepest reaches of the mind, was suspected of being troubled by this question.

To call it true—although the condition of many higher entities was poor, most of them didn’t seem affected by this matter and were still fighting to the death.

Even Blazing Rainbow, that ancient grandmaster of laying low, seemed to have remained perfectly stable up to the present.

The Mother of Gospel was still trying every possible method to cross the barrier...

’Is this the legendary indescribable?’

’However, aside from making this question even more complicated and bewildering, this time it seems to have provided a small avenue for verification—the true Offspring?’

’Between the Yuan Clan and the Ji Clan, who exactly is Ji Feng’s Offspring? Combined with the topic of bloodline inheritance I’ve been researching, it seems worth keeping an eye on.’