Even at night, the daylight outside the window is still warm.

This quiet night still smells of the sun,

"It's better to be Odayheim."

Ilt looked at the sky and sighed,

"I've always been sorry for my mother, I left for a year without saying goodbye, she must be very worried about me, but I also have unspeakable suffering..."

Ilte's helpless eyes were full of apologies for his mother.

"Alan, do you know the Genesis Poem?"

Ilt looked at Alan, her jewel-blue eyes with deep meaning.

"The Genesis Psalm consists of 199 chapters, and it is rumored that God is to spread the gospel and remove suffering for the earthly people. And the book of hope written by him, however, is nothing more than a legend. ”

Allen, took a sip of tea, looked at the cup in his hand, the tea in it swayed leisurely, and reflected his crooked reflection,

"In my opinion, the Genesis Poem is more like a superstition, and there is no factual basis to prove that it really exists, and no one can verify whether it can benefit the world."

Alan said coldly,

"Sounds like you know a lot."

The corners of Ilte's eyes sank slightly,

"I just prefer to believe that the world is only for the benefit of the people themselves, and not for a book. This world has never been blessed by God, at least since I was born, all I have seen is the destruction of the mortal world by the demons. Which of the so-called gods has ever really appeared to help the world? ”

Alan put the cup aside and looked at Ilt seriously, the red in his pupils beating like flames,

"The creator god created the star of nature and abandoned her at the same time... I don't hate the gods, maybe our lives were created by them. It's just that I have experienced the cruelty of this world with my own eyes and body, and instead of waiting for prayers to be answered, I should turn my faith into motivation. Good and evil are not determined by gods or demons, but by the boundaries drawn by people themselves. I don't believe in absolute justice, but there must be utter evil, which can ruthlessly destroy your life and take away your loved ones. The righteousness I seek is to eradicate this evil once and for all, by the sword in my own hand! ”

Ilt listened silently, and his right hand subconsciously touched his left hand, which was always gloved.

"However, what I know is the "Creation Poem", which has the power of rebirth, and this power is even strong enough to rebuild the universe of heaven and earth."

Ilt looked at Alan with interest, as if expecting his reaction.

Alan held the cup up again and brought it to his lips. But the hand holding the cup hesitated a little, and finally put down the teacup that was brought to his mouth, and looked at Ilte with a frown,

"Ilte, don't go after the Genesis Poem, believe me, it will never bring you what you hope."

After saying that, Alan was about to get up and go upstairs,

"My hope Allen, if Tia is in danger, even... He's dead... Will you use "Creation Poem" to save her? ”

Ilte's eyes suddenly looked like sharp ice blades, and he asked Alan word by word. Alan's feet stopped in mid-air, did not turn around, and the next moment, he stepped heavily on the steps,

"I will bring her back from hell, even if it burns out my soul."

Watching Eren disappear at the end of the stairs, Ilt leaned on the table and buried his head between his arms,

"My hope Allen, maybe you can help me make it happen..."

A cold smile appeared on Ilte's face.