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Joshua died, but the man who had saved many patients as a physician and preached to the faithful as a religious leader died.

Half a day after he was crucified, he died in a short time beyond anyone could have imagined, as if something in his body that had always kept him alive had been removed, so much so that the Roman soldier named Langnookis tried to pierce him in the heart with his gun to see if he was really dead.

Before he died, he raised his head and said desperately to the sky.

"God, why did you forsake me......"

Why he said this, unconscious, no one could understand, the disciples didn't understand, and the soldiers didn't understand. Why did God forsake him, and why did he despair? No one can say.

The only thing one can know for sure is that Joshua died, a definite death.

......

In the heavenly realm, a soul floats upwards from the earth, and many angels look at that soul.

Moon Days, Mercury Days, Venus Days, Solar Days, Mars Days, Jupiter Days...... This soul did not stop its steps, but kept going up, as if tracing something, and finally, after crossing the distance of 1,246 million miles, that soul finally reached the Heavenly Realm.

Above all the stars, the sun and the moon, the dazzling crystal sky, the core of the entire cosmic prime mover, solemnly overlooking the heavens and earth below, unchanged for thousands of years, unchanged for ten thousand years.

The tiny soul entered the purest and purest temple, the temple of white flames, and was able to burn all unclean, and above that throne there was only a mass of eternal light.

The soul circled around the temple three times, as if it was wandering, and did not want to fall for a long time, and then a sigh sounded in the temple.

"Hey......"

With a sigh, a hand stretched out from the light, and the soul swayed like a falling leaf and landed in the palm of the hand that could support the universe.

And it is only then that the soul reveals its true nature......

A gray, dim, mournful and weeping little soul, its body was full of countless cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment, and the deep despair and remorse wrapped around it.

Silently looking at the soul in the palm of his hand, just looking at it, it seems that he can feel its fragility and sadness.

It's crying.

How ugly, this soul is full of all kinds of negative emotions, but how pitiful, it is not weeping for itself, but for those who believe in it.

It promised the believers a promise, promised the simple hearts an ideal world, but in the end it deceived them, because that ideal world could not exist at all.

Paprising, sad, that dream world was so ugly.

It forsook God and chose to believe in man, but eventually, the man who took God's place also abandoned it.

"Hey......"

God sighed again.

Cautiously, as if dealing with some fragile treasure, the hands that once held the entire universe gently closed and protected the soul in the palm of his hand, in which there was only a slight cry and choking.

"Satan, you know, when I looked at him, I finally realized why I was born. ”

A low, calm voice rang out.

And in the temple at the bottom of the sea, the dark shadow sitting on the icy throne slowly opened its eyes.

Although the voice was small, the distance of 1,246 million miles was not enough for the two gods and demons, as if they were talking face to face.

"Let me tell you a story, at some point, there was an ill-fated people who had been enslaved by other great empires, forced to flee their homeland, suffered terrible floods, and finally settled somewhere along the coast. ”

The low, calm voice spoke slowly.

"They don't understand why they are in such a difficult situation, why they are suffering so many wars and floods, even earthquakes, and even being evicted. They have also tried to resist, but in the face of the vast power of heaven and earth, the power of human beings is so small that they are powerless to resist ......"

Eventually, they knelt down and bowed to the invisible will of the underworld, to the moody nature, believing that all that had happened to them was arranged by the Divine. ”

"Why is there a military disaster?"

"For it is God's arrangement. ”

"Why is there a flood?"

"For it is God's arrangement. ”

"Why are there deaths and disasters?"

"For it is God's providence......"

"O man who is powerless to resist fate, man who is prostrate before the forces of nature...... They can only choose to believe all of this because there is a moody 'God' who is in charge of it. ”

"'Be obedient, obey, kneel before heaven and earth, kneel before God, and beg for mercy from God,' and the wise among them could only comfort their fellow man. ”

The deep voice fell silent.

And listening to what the god said, there was only coldness in the pupils of the black shadow in the depths of the sea, and he just sneered.

"Tiny human beings, weak human beings...... is always so cowardly, only by uniting in everything can they feel a little reassured, but this peace of mind is only a phantom of self-deception after all. ”

"Bugs...... Bugs are bugs, and it's boring. ”

Although the Black Shadow was once human, it never saw itself as a human, it had abandoned its human nature for a long time, and it would not have paid any attention to monsters that had no love or fear for them.

However, in the heavenly realm, God shook his head gently.

But after that, a man arose among the people, who was dissatisfied with the situation, and who did not think that man had to submit to the moody heaven and earth, but to the morality of his heart, and led his disciples to speak out in the kingdom. ”

He said so much that he was completely detached from the sect and was denounced as a heretic. Because he believes that the God of heaven is not worthy of fear, but the God of the heart is worthy of fear. ”

And so, after him, the temperamental God of the Old Testament of the Bible, who was ready to destroy mankind and destroy nations at every turn, disappeared and was replaced by the merciful God of the New Testament of the Bible, because this is the God that the young man wanted to believe in in his heart. ”

"Eventually, he replaced the gods of his ancestors with his own, distorting the divine will......"

As he spoke, the god gently spread his palm, and the fragile soul in the palm of his hand was still weeping, deep sorrow and despair hanging over it.

Staring at the soul in the palm of his hand, the god who had never had an expression showed a trace of tenderness on his face.

God laughed.

"It's because of your ideas that I have me. ”

"My Creator, Joshua. ”