At first, it was just boring.

Styx sat on a pile of stones beside the River Styx, and beside him were little demons flying around in his arms.

He didn't know how long he had been here.

About a thousand years, about 10,000 years.

He had sat there since the River Styx had not existed, watching the trickle flow before his eyes, and the trickle gradually widened, and then turned into a stream, and the stream continued to converge, and finally became a great river.

Styx remembered that it was what had happened before his eyes.

This is the world of demons.

The demons have lived here for an unknown number of years.

They kill each other, fight, devour.

However, the night is different, because he will not die.

It's a ridiculous word to say.

The demons come from different worlds, and they all come here after the death of their respective worlds.

If you are killed here, you really don't exist anymore.

But the night will not be killed by demons.

He seems to have been born with such powers that he will not be killed, and he continues his long life so boringly.

"Fegget, come over here. ”

"Chirp!"

Styx patted himself on the shoulder, and the little bat-like demon landed on his shoulder.

That guy was picked up by the Styx some time ago. Because of his lack of strength when flying, he almost fell into the River Styx, but fortunately, he happened to pass by in the night, and he grabbed the little thing with a hand.

Presumably to show his gratitude to the night.

The little fellow had been with him ever since, and when the night was lonely, he gave him a name—Fegget.

It's also fate.,Styx doesn't like to raise any demons.,But this guy seems to be quite well-behaved.,So Styx took it with him.。

At this moment, he sat on the edge of the River Styx, watching the ebb and flow of the River Styx, and the demons of the River Styx, who were originally free, were divided and occupied, and it is said that the demons started a war and divided the integration of the Styx into four major understandings.

The river Styx, which used to be like a moat, was also crossed by the appearance of a demon called the ferry messenger.

The dark night watched Zhou Wei change from desolation to bustle like this, but none of this had anything to do with him.

As long as he sat there, the shattered soul fragments would gather around him, and as long as his mind moved, the souls of the underworld would change according to his thoughts.

Changing the heavens and the earth, tracing the sun and the tides, those are not difficult things for him, because it is too simple, and it is a little boring in the end.

The night sat there, the demons coming and going around him.

I don't know when it started. Some demons bought a castle nearby, and as the castle prospered, there were more and more demons.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he surrounded the space he was in with soul fragments, so that the two spaces were isolated from each other, and no one could find him.

It was supposed to be like this.

"Ah, there it is! ”

Styx heard the boy's voice, and he turned his head to realize that he had heard correctly, that the boy was talking to him.

It was a very good-looking boy, his golden hair swaying gently against the wind on the banks of the River Styx, and his blue eyes radiating a distinctive essence.

What's more important - that guy can see the night.

The barrier of the night has never failed, and no demon can see through his cover, no matter how powerful.

But this time, the boy in front of him, is it really a demon?

Styx felt such a disobedience.

"Hey, I'll sit next to you. ”

The boy said to himself, and without waiting for Nightshade's consent, he sat down next to Night, took off his boots, pulled up his trousers, and put his legs into the river to play.

"Wow, it's so comfortable, it's worthy of the River Styx, I feel that the whole person is cool, this chilling feeling, it's really good. ”

“……”

Listening to the guy shouting comfortable words, Styx didn't know how to answer.

It was the River Styx, and even if a powerful demon touched the water of the River Styx, it would be instantly annihilated, but it seemed to have no effect on the front in front of it.

Of course, Styx could do that kind of thing, and Styx wouldn't do him any harm, but it was surprising enough to see someone who could do the same.

"You're the spatial anomaly of this world, aren't you? What's your name?"

The boy asked him while playing in the water.

"Night. ”

"Night, who gave you the name?"

"Myself. Styx replied lightly, at first he didn't have a name, but in that long time, the consciousness of naming sprouted, born in the underworld, as long as the night, so he named himself Styx.

"What about you?"

Styx came back to his senses and asked the boy.

"Me? hehe, my name is Ono...... Onono!"

The boy smiled, showing his white teeth.

"Onono? "It's strange, but Nightshade doesn't want to ask any further.

Names are very important to demons, so it's not surprising that even if you use a kana.

But Styx doesn't care about that, for him names are just titles, and the souls hidden under them are eternal.

"Why can you see me?"

The night asks a question.

He usually speaks very little because no one can see him.

Because he has lived for too long, he has also lost interest in everything around him.

But this time was different.

The boy in front of him was not a demon, but an existence unknown to him.

For the first time.

The existence of "interest" arose in the heart of the night.

"If you can see it, you can see it, it's better to say that there are such powerful souls around you, it's strange if you can't see it. ”

The boy named Onono rightly spoke.

His eyes were full of life, and the lifeless night seemed to be two completely different extremes.

"But it looks like you're a spatial anomaly, and you don't look conscious at all. ”

"What's that special? ”

He's been very concerned about what the boy said since just now.

"To put it simply, because of your existence, this world, this space is collapsing. ”

"It's not right that you attract the soul power around you to yourself without restraint, and forcibly take it away even if others don't want to. ”

"I ...... Didn't do anything like that......"

Styx whispered in denial.

He has always been alone, not to interfere with others, let alone to plunder others.

However, he was more or less aware of it.

For example, weak demons will turn into soul fragments out of thin air around him.

Another example is that as long as he stays here, the number of demons in the vicinity will decrease dramatically.

Now, the boy named Ononor stared at him, his blue eyes full of smiles.

The next moment.

The boy reached out and grabbed Night's neck.

"I'm sorry. Onorno's voice was extremely soft, "I must destroy you." ”