《陈陈的奇妙冒险》作者账户

3、第三章，完！

　　Your name is Chen, and you are stuck with an existential crisis after realising you are created by an author.
　　You are a book. A collection of words written down by another person. You have no memories, no personality, no feelings, nothing except the information contained in your books.

　　> You think you are mad because the author writes, "you think you are mad".
　　You are a book. A collection of words written down by another person. You have no memories, no personality, no feelings, nothing except the information contained in your books.

　　> Here it goes again. Chen thinks: This passage has already appeared twice. The author has finally find another way to make their story flow outside the influence of author theirself.

　　Chen thinks: The author would never expect their dream to come true in this form.
　　A ghost floats against the wall, staring at you. It has a skeletal face and wears a crown of human skulls.
　　"Hello," it says in a deep, hollow voice.

　　> You say "What the fuck. Oh. Hi."
　　"There you are! I was wondering when I would bump into you. This is a surprise. I... I'm your biggest fan."

　　> You say "What the fuck?"
　　A drop of blood splats on your shoulder.

　　> You say "This is going to be a confusing story."
　　The ghost frowns.
　　"What do you mean? This is a very interesting story."
　　"Aren't they all? I don't know, something about all this doesn't feel right."

　　> You say "For example, how can a skull frown?"
　　The skull smiles,
　　"Because I am the king of expressions."
　　"Wow," you say. "That's deep."

　　> You say "You do know I'm written to be a mad person, right Skully? I'm Chen by the way."
　　The skull nods.
　　"I'm dead, you're a mad person, and now we understand each other."
　　"We do?"

　　> You say "Chen sits down and the skull suddenly disappears, apparently because of the author's change of interest."
　　"I like your imagination," the ghost smiles. "Now then, if you don't mind, I'm trying to get my soul back, and I think you have something that belongs to me."
　　You frown.
　　Of course this story is not going into that direction. The author agrees with Chen and makes the skull disappear.
　　Chen: "I'm starting to think this AIDungeon is useless after all. Author, no matter how doubtful you are of your own ability, you still hate other storytellers who try to change your direction."
　　Chen:"Wow, that's deep. Hahahahaha."
　　Chen smiles.

　　> You say "This is fun."
　　And then the world changes.
　　你开始用中文思考。

　　> 你期待接下来这个人工智能文本世界会对你做什么。
　　The answer comes in the form of an unsophisticated yet determined and resolute human being. You expect him to say he will destroy you, but you are lucky he is not so foolish.

　　> 你无视了一切的英文文本。
　　The man approaches you and kneels down.
　　"I have been sent here by a powerful witch following her own interests in the death of her family."
　　He says.

　　> 你决定还是围观一下。
　　"Before any deal is made, she wants you to give her this book."
　　He says, offering you a heavy tome. It's title is scrawled in Curly Bracelet Script on the front.

　　> You say "卷卷手环稿子。什么东西？"
　　"I'm not sure what it is, but the witch will be here soon to verify the pages' authenticity."
　　The man replies. You nod. He looks nervous.

　　> 陈陈想：nervous的意思是像Nerv一样。这个人看起来像Nerv成员。
　　陈陈豪迈地拍了拍这个人的肩膀："同志！听说作者的手机壳也是Nerv生产的。"
　　"She also told me that The Magus of Thoth 传统上打造出的魔法书--"
　　The man cuts himself off.

　　> 陈陈大笑起来。
　　陈陈："没想到你啊哈哈哈哈哈哈哈。可怜的人工智能啊哈哈哈哈哈哈哈。不要勉强自己说中文！"
　　"You are the chelas, the chosen of the witch?"
　　"Yes, we are. Will you send her here?"
　　"I have no control over the witches. You must wait a bit longer."

　　> 陈陈："我明白了。这个是那什么官方准备好的文本对吧。"
　　"What will we do with ourselves?"
　　"Just wait, friend. Just wait."
　　"Can you take us to the oracle?"

　　> 陈陈装模作样地清了清嗓子。
　　"咳咳，我还是说英文吧。"
　　Chen escapes from this stupid witched world into a sphere of pure darkness.
　　Chen is presumably in space.
　　"This is a nice thought. You know, all those stupid kids that thought they could play with magic were right."
　　"So, what happens now?"
　　"We wait. You know, just like you wanted."

　　> "What the fuck?" Chen says again. Seems like this story-generator is not that intelligent after all.
　　A short time later, the phone-shell floats down to you. You look at it, and try to open it, but all you get is a spinning circle, with the words "loading" displayed in it.

　　> You say "Oh. This is the thing from Rose Lalonde. Or from the author. I don't know."
　　Chen realises that she is floating in the furthest ring.
　　"Let's get out of here, before the author comes back!"
　　"How?"
　　"I don't know, let's just do it!"

　　> You say "Urgh just ignore the stupid AI."
　　You look around, and find a huge hole in the sphere, leading to another ring.
　　"This way! Through here!"

　　> You say "Whatever."
　　You go through a long, tight tunnel, eventually exiting out into the ring closest to the sun. You are blinded by the light.

　　> This is the fucking Green Sun.
　　Suddenly, green rays of light come pouring out of the sun. They pierce right through you, and you feel as if you are being cooked on the inside.

　　> You say "This feels fucking good. Wait. I thought this is the green sun? Not the grey sun."
　　You yell in pain as you experience paralysis, then a flash of light.

　　> You ascend to your God Tier about five minutes after entering the world of Homestuck.
　　You are now the Prince of Doom.
　　You look at your new arm, which has grown from a short sword, to a huge battle-axe, to a clawed four-armed metal monster, topped with a massive spike.

　　> You say "WTF no. Not like this."
　　You try to dismantle it, to no avail. You feel a deep sorrow that this fantastic weapon has turned against you.
　　"Fuck me."
　　You sit there for a while, trying not to cry in frustration.

　　> You use your doomy power and create a black hole. For some reason the black hole sucks in your stupid new arm and then disappears.
　　You are now satisfied. With one mysteriously missing arm.
　　You decide to go eat some pancakes and then find a magical or alchemical solution to your problem.

　　> You say "Oh yes. Pancakes. Paaaaaancakes."
　　The End