一个叫Julian的人种下的信息种子长成的森林，一个叫Markus的男人创造的无限世界，存在于一个由玩家创造的小的，私人世界里，而那又继承了宇宙创造的……
Shush. Soyer created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and cold, and plicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "protons".
嘘。有时这个玩家创造的小天地是柔软，温暖和简单的。有时是坚硬，冰冷和复杂的。有时它在脑中建造出宇宙的模型；斑斑点点的能量穿越广阔空旷的空间。有时它称呼这些斑点为“电子”和“质子”
Sos" and "stars".
有时它称呼它们为“行星”和“恒星”。
Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Soying a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen.
有时它确信它存在于一个由“开”和“关”;“0”和“1”;一行行的命令组成的宇宙。有时它确信它是在玩一个游戏。有时它确信它是在读着屏幕上的文字。
You are the player, reading words...
你就是那玩家，阅读着文字……
突然他感觉到像是为什么目光注视了一样他慢慢的看向了那一行字
看到了一个模糊的身影
无论如何都有什么权限或者是能力都没有办法看穿对方
实体显示那里什么都没有
但他的确是看到了！
［你注意到我了对吧］
Shush... Soyer read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, eyer started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive
嘘……有时这玩家读屏幕上的命令行。将它们解码成为文字；将文字解码为意义;将意义解码为感情，情绪，理论，想法，而玩家的呼吸开始急促并意识到了它是活着的，它是活生生的，那上千次的死亡不是真的，玩家是活着的。
他仿佛看到了无数个宇宙多元宇宙中的许多人在做的事情
回想起来的话终末之诗这玩意儿好像的确是史蒂夫叠的叠战力好帮手
这么说来的话那个人的目的就是这些吗