The Modern Age of the Mysterious

v1 Chapter 430: choose

【The Modern Era of the Mystic】【】

Author's Note: The previous chapter was blocked, and I am trying to modify it without affecting the effect. I can only play the outline before the review: Peter Pan's shadow appears. Midnight Paradise only accepts pure children, and they will be expelled when they become adults. If they want to stay, they can only accept the stay ceremony. Tina accepted, and the doe hood fused. I won't go into details about the ceremony process, but it will cause a mental shock anyway. Now it's Wordsworth's turn...

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Candlelight illuminated the faces of all the animals that turned their heads.

This made the young Wordsworth feel inexplicably terrified.

He didn't move to the front row, he just stood there.

On the stage, there was hope in the eyes of the doe, but when he saw Wordsworth standing still, the light in her eyes slowly faded.

"What's the matter, Wordsworth?" asked Pan's shadow on the stage, "don't you want to stay here?"

Relying on candlelight, the shadows cast on the addicts came to Wordsworth.

Still clutching the pen in his pocket, the boy in the red shirt said, "Although I really want to stay,

"But, I still have things I want to do."

"What do you want to do, Wordsworth?" The shadow was cast on the body of a raccoon addict just in front of the moonlight.

In order not to attract attention, the pianist even took his breath lightly.

The goat looked up: "I want to be a playwright."

"Oh..." Pan's voice was still soft, "Our Wordsworth has a heart that wants to 'go out'.

"You want to get out of 'downtown' and chase your dreams, don't you?"

From Pan's shadow mouth, he could hear "tolerance" and "understanding". Wordsworth, who was a little scared in his heart, was finally able to speak smoothly:

"Yes, Mister Shadow—

"I know the rules, I will keep it a secret, no one will know the existence of this place!"

Wordsworth had heard early on that someone chose to refuse the "Ritual of Stay" and leave Paradise.

Although I heard that their situation is not very good, but...

He still wanted to go out and give it a try.

The voice of the shadow laughed: "Don't worry about this, the key is—Wordsworth, have you really thought it through?"

With little hesitation, he nodded.

After nodding, he himself was surprised by his decision.

He didn't realize that he was so eager to get out.

"Well..." Shadow said as if talking to himself, "Some people grow up before they grow up.

"It's not that you have to leave—Midnight Paradise can't keep people like you."

The shadow turned and walked away lifelessly, as if it was a fool who decided not to care about this anymore, to leave this joyful and warm fireplace, and plunge into the snow of the world.

"You'll regret it sooner or later."

When the shadow walked towards the stage, the entire hall of addicts fell into a depressed mood.

Wordsworth stood on tiptoe and waved through the crowd to Tina, who was frozen on the stage.

The doe blinked, bewildered.

In the candlelight, she wanted to wave goodbye, but seeing the heavy footsteps of Peter Pan's shadow, she still couldn't raise her hand.

Wordsworth's throat moved, his body trembling slightly turned around, and strode outside.

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I chose to leave!

I can leave now!

The addicts didn't look back, so they naturally didn't see the process of him taking off the goat hood and revealing his thin and somewhat delicate face.

He trotted out of the door, looking at the dark front, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Anticipation, hesitation, excitement, anxiety...

His eyes were fixed on the front, but he was completely unaware of two things—

The golden ticket stub is tightly attached to the back of his soul, as if it always shows his origin.

In the woods outside the house of addicts, a huge silhouette appeared.

It appears to have tree-like horns with black buds on its head.

Things in the shadows quietly stared at the back of the departed boy...

Inside the cave, the flames were silent.

A symbolic image emerges in the Hall of the Addicted:

The boy in the red shirt wearing the goat hood was walking towards the outside of the cave.

On the other side, a girl in a green dress and a doe's hood is walking towards the shadow of Peter Pan on the stage.

One side was dyed a dangerous red by the light, while the other was a soft green.

"This is...?" Moonlight looked at it with some puzzlement.

Xiao En muttered: "After everything you have gone through, you need to answer...

"What choices bring pain, and what choices lead to eternal joy?"

This is what the gray rabbit girl said before.

"That is to say, now that we have seen the scenes of the past, we should make a choice based on her question." Moonlight nodded.

Inquiring eyes looked at the other two companions.

There is no doubt that everyone agrees that green should be chosen.

After all, this is not about letting them choose whether to accept the "stay ritual", but to answer what is the "correct" choice in the context of the addict.

is an obvious warning.

And if they, the people in the game, give answers that the questioner didn't want...

Even if it is a better situation, it is possible to lose the game directly.

And losing the game in Midnight Paradise will never end well.

The four of Sean stepped into the soft green light.

Then, the layer of gray symbolizing the past that originally surrounded the hall of addicts receded.

Now that the time has come, Sean and the others are still among the crowd in the hall.

The shadow of Peter Pan is still standing on the stage: "This is a scene that actually happened here back then...

"Wordsworth, that silly boy...

"After he left Midnight Paradise, he didn't get what he wanted."

Suddenly, Wordsworth's shadow appeared on the smooth stone wall.

His shadow walked into a family, and the owner of that family promised to guide him in writing, and gradually cultivated him into his own "gunner"...

The shadow on the wall interprets Wordsworth's later stories.

The interpretation of the shadow is reflected in the eyes of all the addicts present, allowing them to experience how terrible it is to "leave Midnight Paradise and enter the adult world".

In the end, the shadow of the young man on the wall raised a sharp knife and stabbed his "mentor".

Bloody, tragic ending.

When everyone was overwhelmed by the tragedy, discomfort, or obsession that appeared on the wall, only Sean frowned:

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"Could it be that ~lightnovelpub.net~ later, because of Peter Pan's intervention, Wordsworth's life fell into a tragedy beyond redemption?

"Now use this as a warning, let the children in the downtown area choose to stay in the ceremony instead of going out?"

The shadow is still engraving the carnage of that night.

Blades, blood, madness...

"However, there is a problem here." Sean unconsciously raised his hand, wanting to stroke his chin, but only touched the hair on Gray Wolf's jaw. ·Pan's supernatural power is mainly in creating the spiritual world and the rules of the game...

"How could he have arranged for Wordsworth to meet the old playwright Mourning?"

Powers involving "fate" are rare even among gods.

"Is everything a coincidence?"

"He just used this coincidence to educate the addicts?"

Unknown for now.

However, Sean always felt that Wordsworth's tragedy did not seem like a coincidence.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously began to look through the "filing cabinet" in the "Shengen Space" that stored a large amount of information.

The moonlight on one side seemed to suddenly remember something.

He stretched his neck and searched with his eyes among all the addicts watching the "shadow play".

Soon, he saw the figure he was looking for—

The doe.

She is still the same height as before. Standing in the corner, the green of the skirt on her body has faded a little.

On the wall, Wordsworth's tragic fate is all reflected in her eyes...

But she was unmoved, just watched quietly, as if she was just staring at the swaying tree shadow.