The World in a Box

盒子里的世界

黑沙大陆上,北方雪原上,寒风呼啸.
一动不动地站在一望无际的雪原上,玲圣女就像一动不动的冰雕.
她身后站着数千名寺庙守卫,在她面前,天空中出现了长长的裂缝.
这条裂缝从南向北延伸,将天空劈成两半.
"这是什么裂缝?"玲皱起眉头,一种不安的感觉在她心中激荡.
在得到神启示后,玲早就知道了这条裂缝的存在,明白了它的含义.
然而,当玲真正亲眼看到裂缝时,她意识到这件事远远超出了她的理解范围.
"将天劈成两半,只有他们才能完成这样的壮举."
玲抬头看着裂缝,回想起她最近收到的神圣启示:

"世界末日即将来临,另一个世界的阴影将笼罩这片土地.牺牲一切的人,将成为命运之剑.困惑的人将打开通往另一个世界的大门.天命选中的巨人,将在众人中诞生:正义的英雄将挥舞着天命之剑,带来黎明的希望.这是英雄与命运的融合,是即将载入史册的伟大壮举.

玲知道这不仅仅是一个启示,而是一个预言.来自另一个世界的恶意将降临整个世界,而她面前的裂缝是通往那个世界的门户.她必须做的是在裂缝完全打开之前,在北方建立一条防线.
神降52年,在玲圣女的带领下,长城工程正式开始.玲决定在裂缝的南边建造一堵巨大的墙,以抵御来自另一个世界的威胁.
神降56年,一块黑色的石头从天空的裂缝中落下.灵圣女下令将遗址封闭,将石头运回神降境,埋葬在光殿下.
神降 62 年,长城要塞完工,其巨大的城墙像蛇一样蜿蜒曲折,将远北的裂缝隔绝开来.
神降 68 年,凌圣女的生命已接近尾声.按照她的命令,神殿守卫们急忙将她送回了神降地区.
68 年末,神降域,光明殿,在一个雪夜,卧床不起的圣女突然站了起来.
她似乎感觉到了什么,拖着她虚弱的身体走到窗户前.
外面,积雪厚厚的一片,就像她遇见神灵的第一个冬天.
然而,现在的不同之处在于,雪原上不再挤满了垂死的难民,而是满脸上充满希望的普通人.
在这些人的心中,是凌改变了一切.
但玲知道谁真正带来了这种变化.
想到这里,玲抬头望向天空,眼中充满了热情和感激,夹杂着一丝渴望.
她渴望神灵再次让人们知道它的存在.
然而,直到她去世,玲都没有见过她一直渴望的神灵,那个经常出现在她梦中的神灵.
As the sun rose once again, and the snow began to melt, the first Saintess of the Light Temple reached the end of her life.
Before closing her eyes, Ling felt herself once again surrounded by the warm beam of light.
In her mind, flashes of her life passed by.
At the age of one, she was born into a fisherman's home, and when she was born, the wind chime at the window rang loudly.
At the age of three, war took her father, leaving her and her mother to rely on each other.
At the age of six, her mother, who had raised her, died from exhaustion on a quiet evening. It was then that Ling first understood what death truly meant.
At the age of nine, Ling had become accustomed to a life of wandering, and her greatest wish at the time was simply to eat a full meal.
At the age of twelve, Ling was adopted by someone, and she thought that her life had finally seen the dawn of hope.
At the age of fifteen, war again took away Ling's family, and she became a refugee, forced to flee.
At the age of sixteen, this year was the most unforgettable in Ling's life, for it was when she met the divine.
For the following sixty-nine years, Ling stayed beside the divine statue, dedicating her life to service.
Over eighty years, countless fleeting but unforgettable moments condensed into a vivid image in Ling's mind. And at the end of that image, familiar voices suddenly echoed:
"I can teach you, but what will you give in return?"
"I will give everything, including my past and present."

"Those who sacrifice everything become the sword of destiny."

As the echoes of past voices faded, Ling's body seemed to burn with intense energy.
No, it wasn't fire.
It was pure light.
The temple priests witnessing this scene gasped, and then they all bowed to the ground.
The earth trembled, and streams of light invisible to ordinary eyes flew out from each living being, descending upon Ling.
Moments later, the light faded.
Ling's body had vanished, leaving only a white stone tablet and a sword embedded in the stone.
She had fulfilled her promise and given everything.
Thus, the transaction was complete.
The devout Saintess never saw the divine she had so longed for, even in death.
At this very moment, the deity she followed was in that forgotten room, carefully observing the divine corpse. The brilliant fall of mortals, in the eyes of the divine, was nothing but a fleeting firework.
For Lin Ming, the most important thing was the upcoming Civilization War.
She had already made her move in the world within the box, but that wasn't enough.
Lin Ming recalled the divine corpse in the room.
It was the body of the previous creator, a true divine corpse.
In Lin Ming's homeland legends, it was said that the blood of a deity had the ability to regenerate flesh from bones.
She wondered if this divine corpse before her had such an ability.
Earlier, Lin Ming had tried throwing her own hair into the world within the box, but each attempt was blocked by an invisible force.
Clearly, she was unable to establish a connection with the world within the box.
Saintess Ling was an unexpected event, and Lin Ming wondered if this divine corpse was another such surprise.
Thinking this, Lin Ming studied the divine corpse once again.
Six arms, three eyes—its body was as perfect as perfection itself. This was Lin Ming's first impression of the divine corpse.
Now, after another inspection, Lin Ming made a new discovery.
The divine corpse seemed to merge with its surroundings, as though it had naturally become one with the room.
Lin Ming carefully observed the body, discovering that it was incredibly tough.
Even as a creator, she couldn't destroy the divine corpse.
But Lin Ming was not discouraged. She gathered her strength and finally managed to break the divine corpse's arm.
However, in an instant, the wound healed itself, and the arm was restored to its original state.
Only a single drop of divine blood remained on the floor.
"One drop of blood is enough. If I were to dismember the whole body, I wouldn't dare to use it in the world within the box."
After all, the world within the box was still too fragile. Even this single drop of divine blood might be too much to contain.
Lin Ming took the drop of divine blood and walked toward the world within the box.
Without hesitation, she dropped the divine blood into the world within the box.
Year 70 of the Divine Descent, red rain fell, heralding the arrival of the new world.
That same year, goodness transformed into man, and the age of the extraordinary began.