I held the severed foot tightly in the boy's hand, and the pouring rain slapped on the boy's body, and the bangs in front of him were wet and lying in front of his face, covering half of his face.

The boy felt that everything around him was pulling away, and there was no sound except the sound of rain between heaven and earth.

I vaguely remember the way my father gently patted his shoulder with his heavy palm in front of him.

The voice said, "Son, let's go out and play." "It's still ringing in the boy's ears, but now... Nothing.

The boy felt that he had a partner, that he had a family, that he had everything, and that this small village was the sustenance of his life...

The boy knew how to cherish the life in front of them while they were alive, but why take them away...

The heavy rain mixed with the blood flowing on the ground, flowing down to the lower ground, and pooling into the river below.

Several children at the entrance of the village fell to the ground, and the children who had thrown stones at him were gone.

The boy walked anxiously towards the village, until he stopped at the door.

"Dad..."The boy stared blankly at the figure lying on the ground in front of him.

The once kind appearance is long gone, and a long knife against the cold is stuck in his chest, as if waiting for the return of his master...

Wait, the return of his master...

"Da-da-da-da. Footsteps sounded from behind the boy, and the soles of his shoes touched the ground, splashing the water in the puddles.

The boy stiffened in place, but his right hand silently clenched the severed foot in his hand.

Kill him!

This crazy thought grew and spread in the boy's mind, gradually filling the boy's mind.

Kill him!

It was he who killed Ah Da and Dad, it was he who took away this small village, it was he who took everything from him.

"Ahhh~!" The boy screamed, his immature face combined with a ruined face mixed with tears, which seemed so ridiculous to the eyes of the white-robed man.

"Heh~!Seeing the superhuman power of this world, you must have the corresponding ability to protect this memory, but you don't~"

"Those who are really capable will not be as impulsive as you, but know how to forbear, oh~ You are still too young to understand this. ”

The white-robed man stretched out two fingers and snapped the severed foot that the boy had stabbed.

"If you want revenge, come and catch up with me~"

"Hahaha... It's beautiful to see others in pain and helpless... The taste of this pain is really delicious~" The white-robed man suddenly changed his usual gloomy and cold appearance, and showed a sickly smile.

Burst.

The boy was suddenly kicked to the ground by the white-robed man, he was pitiful and helpless... I also feel inferior to my own weakness... As well as powerlessness...

"Who the hell are you? ”

"Say goodbye to you, maybe we will have a chance to meet again, remember my name. ”

“... Torture..."

Whoa...

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the dreary sky, illuminating the boy's pale face for a moment.

As if mocking the boy's weakness and inadequacy, a few leaves on the tree beside the boy were blown by the wind and fell on the boy's face.

"Even you're taunting me," the boy looked up at the tree beside him.

It seemed that there was only one boy left in the world, and he felt lonely... Infinite loneliness... As well as the pain...

Suffering...

Black and white, the whole world has become these two colors.

There seemed to be some kind of space here, the boy was floating in mid-air, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and in front of him... It's a boy who looks exactly like him.

In his eyes, the boy seemed to see endless pain.

"You... Finally see me..."The voice of the boy on the other side was like a puppet, without a trace of emotion, his body was suspended in place, obviously his lips did not move, but the voice sounded strangely around him, as if the boy was the center of the space.

"You... Who are you?" the timid expression on the boy's face was undisguised.

"I'm the other you~ You're the other me. Maybe... It's not bad for you to call me brother..."

"It's finally liberated~ This shackle of consciousness that has been sleeping for thousands of years...... You and I will eventually become one—" The boy on the other side said this, and the words on his lips suddenly paused, his black and white eyes suddenly lit up, and the green pupils composed of hundreds of compound eyes opened, becoming the only color in this space.

At this moment, the boy suddenly felt that his eyes were as painful as if they were on fire, and the green blood and tears cut down his face, and the boy's original green pupils split, and finally turned into hundreds of compound eyes that were equally terrifying.

At this time, the boy on the other side spat out unfinished words.

"The third holy power that has taken over the final suffering, the current Worm King......"

The boy felt his consciousness gradually return, his whole body was filled with strength, and the cold feeling on his body disappeared.

That night the rain stopped, but the boy lost everything and finally gained strength, and he did not escape from this loneliness.

The little bug returned to the boy, who shook off his wet clothes, got up, and looked at his dead father beside him.

"You'll be a big guy from now on. The boy said, and the little bug seemed to have forgotten something, and happily climbed onto the boy's shoulder.

That's what I'm capable of now.

The boy spreads out his palms, which can make everything forget about pain.

The boy swore that from now on he would live for himself, no matter what it was, whether it was a person or a thing, it was his if he fell in love, and it was worth it even if he was crushed to pieces.

Maybe... Satisfying one's own emptiness, lonely heart, through plunder, is the only motivation for the boy to live, right?

Oh... The guy was right... It's beautiful to see others in pain and helpless...

The boy left the village where he had grown up, wearing the clothes his father had wore, which were a little loose and might allow him to find a touch of family warmth.

He wants to forget the pain in his heart, but sometimes he can't do it with the ability.

For example, the people and things that are lost.

Maybe the boy will find that enemy in the future, maybe he will find that the people outside are different from him, and the blood is all red, maybe he will understand that the star who was born is not his mother watching him...

But... None of this matters anymore...

The boy's name is Xia Mo.

Flowers were born in the middle of summer, and Mo Shaohua passed away.

This is the case with a flash in the pan.

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It's over~Xia Mo is a very important person~

Ask for a recommended ticket monthly pass~

Mo Mo Da ~ (Monster resting... ）