Jon would rather he never see the picture of his own son clearly.

Doomsday, yes, that's the end.

It didn't take little Calvin to explain, Jon already knew that the piece of paper had the most horrific apocalypse imaginable.

She saw decomposing corpses piled up layer by layer on the streets, the living slumped in stinking underground caverns, digging through insects in the sludge with their fingernails and dead people's teeth and greedily swallowing them into their shriveled stomachs, she saw dilapidated buildings decaying, weathering, and collapsing, and she saw mushroom clouds rising alternately over the continents of the earth, accompanied by dazzling white light and scorching winds...... She saw that in just a few years, the planet's former owner had become extinct in endless suffering, disease, radiation, and hunger, and the entire planet had become silent and barren......

"No ......"

The incomparably dark scenes jumped and flickered vividly on the paper, forcing Jon to let out a howl of terror.

She took several steps back, until she tripped over the carpet and fell to the ground.

"Mom?"

Calvin Jr. turned to look at Jon, as if he was a little confused by Jon's overreaction.

"Why are you—"

Jon jumped up from the ground, and after the initial fear had faded, there was an unspeakable anger that regained her body.

She tore through the piece of paper and snarled at little Calvin.

"Why do you have to choose to destroy everything?!"

“……”

If it were an ordinary child, it would have been frightened by the actions of the deranged mother at this time. Little Calvin, however, just stayed quietly, tilting his head slightly, revealing a face so beautiful that everyone would involuntarily hold their breath.

He stared at Jon calmly.

As a child, his gaze was too clear and too cold, but for Jon now, it would make her more sensible.

After a moment, Jon's sharp gasps slowly calmed down, and she followed little Calvin's gaze to the crumpled paper in her hand.

The painting on it is made of rough lines and colors, and it looks like ordinary graffiti. The horrific images Jon had seen before were more of her own imagination.

Jon felt as if he was choking on something intangible.

"No...... You read that right. ”

Just when Jon almost thought he was in a state of insanity once again (the after-effects of which many people have suffered from since the great chaos caused by the Advent Sect), little Calvin's clear voice broke Jon's feeble self-persuasion.

"This is the coming end of the world. ”

Calvin said word for word, in an innocent and slightly childish tone to his mother.

Jon couldn't help but burst into tears, both as a mother and as someone who had ever sensed the touch of a real angel, instinctively aware that Calvin had just done his own judgment on the billions of beings in this world.

"...... the hell What the hell are we doing wrong......"

"Humanity itself is a terrible evil. ”

Calvin spoke for a long time before answering Jon's question softly in a tone that was in no way appropriate for his age.

He reached out a hand and gently stroked Jon's cheek and wiped away the tears from her face.

"Please don't be afraid, my mother, the same thing has happened many, many times...... God had not yet found the right seed to sow in His Garden of Eden, and before that, he had to try several more times. It's not his fault, and it's not your fault. ”

With every word Calvin spoke, Jon's face became a little uglier than before.

Calvin was aware of this, too, and he did even better than the vast majority of adults at perceiving the emotions of outsiders.

"It's going to be a long time before it starts, and you won't have bad days. ”

Jon heard Calvin whisper to her.

…… The end of the world would probably destroy all humans and other living beings in a short period of time, but it would take decades to centuries to brew for this end, by which time Jon was long gone.

Of course, the young child did not tell his mother about the latter.

But his natural intelligence and instinct let him know that Jon was aware of what he had to say.

"You...... You'll ......."

Jon trembled and took little Calvin's hand and muttered.

Her words were fragmented, as if even she didn't know what she was trying to ask.

Little Calvin smiled at her.

It was an impossibly sweet smile, but Jon was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was almost fainting.

"I'll do the whole thing with my partner. ”

In a world of consciousness hazy with fear and shock, Jon heard Calvin say in a trance.

"Mate?"

Jon asked in annoyance.

This time, however, Calvin Jr. did not give any superfluous explanations for the word.

Because of this little episode, Jon didn't fall asleep with Calvin that night as usual. She didn't know how to describe her feelings, but one thing was for sure, at least for the night, Jon did develop some faint fear of Calvin.

She laid Calvin alone in the small children's bed (which looked like the kind of bed that a normal child should have), tucked the quilt for him, and slept alone on the sofa in the living room.

Almost a decade after that, Jon stayed on the couch.

She no longer had the courage to treat her own children like an ordinary toddler.

Fortunately or unfortunately, she missed out on many things—one of which was Calvin's dreams.

From the age of five to fifteen, Calvin would always fall asleep and be dragged into a deep, long dark dream by a mysterious force.

In that dream there was a man with very beautiful green eyes and a strange ...... And indescribable appearance.

The first thing that came to Calvin was always fragmented, a dream that had been cut into pieces or something. In the dark depths of his consciousness, little Calvin's overly sharp intuition and inspiration would have struck him sense something less pleasant.

But the amazing thing is that he never felt any fear because of the indescribable and incorporating "things". Because in the dark, Calvin knew that he was loved and guarded by something......

This strong sense of security existed even when little Calvin was still a baby who was ignorant of the world.

Even - before the child named "Calvin" was formed, "he" was there.

"He" has always been there.

It was about two years after Calvin Jr. drew the apocalyptic picture before he was able to piece together the fragments of the picture into a complete picture.

It wasn't until this time that Calvin was able to get a vague glimpse of what the other party really was.

Most of the time, the man was on the verge of a dream, and his figure and position were constantly changing, but Calvin could always find his exact location. The man looked quite handsome at times, even as his facial features were constantly shifting and squirming around his body.

Calvin couldn't control himself, and whenever they came near the man, he would stay there uncontrollably, staring for a long time at the one eye that kept coming out of his twisted body—or a nose, or a finger.

Although the other party is essentially a person, in appearance, he is more like a conglomerate of three or four people and animals. This is a man who cannot exist in the real world, and even Calvin has no way of telling where his head is and where his limbs are. Suddenly, the man's appearance was just a mess of flesh. The limbs of different ages, different skin tones, and different physiques are like threads embedded in the gaps between the skin and muscles, in the slender fingertips, there are dense eyelashes growing out of the gaps in the nails, green eyeballs, stuck in the thin and merciless lips, white ribs sticking out from under the arms, Bai Sensen is like a scimitar, and the scarlet heart hangs between the interlaced pink intestines, pounding, as if you can vaguely hear the vigorous heartbeat......

The man looked like he had a pair of cruel hands in the dark, forcibly cutting the bodies of several people into pieces and then forcibly kneading them together.

Probably because of this, men often look confused and unconscious.

Calvin was skeptical that he was scenic, but it was undeniable that whenever Calvin looked at him, he was a little more active than he had been - Calvin could clearly recognize this from the beating of his bare heart.

From the point of view of ordinary human beings, this man is terrifying and strange to the point of being uncanny, but as we have mentioned before, in Calvin's opinion, this chaotic man has a different kind of handsomeness and beauty.

Especially after a few years, when the man's own consciousness continues to return to the broken body over time, this strong attraction becomes more and more apparent.

[My name is Red Deer. 】

Calvin was certain that things really began to change when the man was finally able to gather basic consciousness and tell him his name.

The name Red Deer was like a sharp sword that pierced Calvin's heart violently.

At some point, Calvin's mind tumbled through countless familiar and unfamiliar images, many of which shook his heart.

He felt as if he remembered something, but when he thought about it, his mind was blank.

As for Red Deer, after finally remembering his name, he slowly straightened out his strange and terrifying limbs.

One day is followed by another.

Finally, on the day Calvin was fifteen years old, when he entered his dream again, he saw a man who was incredibly handsome.

The man did have exceptionally beautiful green eyes.

[I'll go to you.] 】

Calvin heard the man say.

In the dream, Calvin faintly seemed to see countless doors gradually opening behind the red deer.

Then he opened his eyes in his bed.

Everything that was real came to life in his senses, and he smiled silently as he stared at the dark ceiling and the windows that faintly shone blue from behind the curtains.

"I'll wait for you. ”

Calvin whispered in reality.

It would take Red Deer a long time to find his way to reality from the deepest part of the door, but Calvin knew he could wait.

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