In the base camp, Blitz has already arrived in the locker room, and here, Shunma Suruga has been waiting for a long time.
At this moment, sitting in their seats, Shunma Suruga silently looked at the figure in front of them.
"I knew you would come here, so, you have to go through the process and shoot me first, and then I will teach you a lesson, or you can directly bring your daughter to join me."
Shunma Suruga said directly, after listening to what she said, Blitz turned his head unhappy, what's going on with this woman, since she saw the real Creator, why is she talking so much nonsense?
"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, you are just created by others, we are all creations, I don't have any other ideas about you, a false creator, give me my daughter back, and I will naturally go to Alexander to settle the bill."
Blitz said his own words, his eyes were full of expectations, thinking that he would be able to see his daughter again. This uncle was naturally very happy, but...
"I don't want to listen to your words. Even if Alexander made my destiny, he just let me create you. Your world is all drawn by me bit by bit. Why do you say that I am a false creator?"
Huh? Little girl, what's the matter with you? It's not good for someone to take the blame for you. This time, you forcefully blame yourself. Is this woman crazy?
Blitz naturally didn't know that Shunma Suruga was deeply passionate about her comics, treating them as if they were her own children. In this case, being told that the child she had painstakingly created was actually placed in her care by someone else, how was she supposed to feel?
What do you think of her? A tool person?
Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Blitz shook his head helplessly, God, I don't have the same knowledge as you.
"Okay, what about Erina, don't tell me you didn't resurrect her!" Blitz also put all his thoughts on his daughter at the moment, and looking at Blitz like this, Suruga just sighed helplessly.
Clap! Clap!
Suruga clapped her hands, and behind her, a group of guards walked out directly leading a little girl.
"Erina!" The moment he saw his daughter, Blitz rushed over directly. The reunion of father and daughter was the most beautiful thing in the world.
Looking at the reunited father and daughter in front of her, Suruga couldn't help shaking her head. "I thought I would be shot by you. It seems that I was spared this shot? In this way, I really want to thank Alexander."
Hearing what Suruga said, Blitz turned his head and replied indifferently, "Actually, your act of resurrecting my daughter once scared me.
I wondered about my own feelings and the nature of life and death. The grief I felt over my daughter's death seemed to become a joke.
As long as you, the creator, move your pen, my original strong desire for revenge loses its motivation.
The tragedy at the beginning was only because of the creator's 'interesting' take and my own past.
The future, happiness, sorrow, and ideal blueprints are all just the creator's drawing paper.
I almost went crazy thinking about this, but..."
Blitz touched his daughter's hair, feeling the real warmth of the other person. A smile appeared on his face.
"However, this feeling is real, my daughter is real, and that's enough for me. I don't care if everything about me is a story made up by the creator to entertain the public, as long as I can be with my daughter! For this, I would give anything!"
Looking at Blitz in front of her, Suruga smiled and shook her head. He had truly portrayed a character with flesh and blood, deserving to be the character she created.
At this moment, Alexander, who was sitting in the town, also knew about this matter through the earphones. At this moment, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"I really appreciate this man Blitz."
Alexander had seen many descendants, and their reactions varied, but they all shared one characteristic: they didn't harbor much self-doubt upon discovering they were descendants.
Alexander had read numerous novels where protagonists explained to anime characters that, although they were characters in a story, their experiences were real. These stories were captured by cartoonists due to phenomena like quantum entanglement.
Thus, it wasn't that cartoonists existed first and then created the works; rather, the characters existed first, and the cartoonists brought their stories to life.
Alexander believed that the lives of second-dimension characters were vibrant, and that they were brought to life by cartoonists and given existence through the faith of their audience.
These characters had their own thoughts and emotions. Just like a person discovering one day that they were a creation, would they deny their parents, their life, their friends, and all their efforts?
While there might be people who would, these anime characters wouldn't. They were beings with flesh and blood, endowed with souls by their creators and given life by their audience. They weren't puppets without faith; they had their own lives.