What should come will come.

The dream of the crazy web came unexpectedly.

The world is crazy and grotesque, this is the scene in the eyes of Mokkawi.

His fathers are dead, and he is far away from his countrymen, walking alone in this crazy and grotesque world. As he declared to Salotte and Sitai, he hungrily swallowed everything he saw and heard, without discernment or thought.

The truth is in it, and he firmly believes so.

He created one offspring after another, but left them behind. He felt that he was hollowing out the world, and every time he created a madman, a piece of the truth of the world was missing.

Or maybe nothing is missing, all that's missing is Mokavi.

Mokkawi is lost.

He saw a mournful man, kneeling on the shore of the dark sea, and the wind stirred up the dark waves, driving the black clouds, and the blood on the man's body was also black.

Moqavi said, "I know you. ”

The sad man said, "I don't know you, don't bother me." ”

The man had a weapon at his side, a white pointed bone, tied to a dry log.

"I knew you," said Moqavi, "I have seen you before I had a mortal body, before I fell into a bloodline, when I went mad, when I listened to the vicious whispers of the ancient banshees, in the dreams of the wretched people of the world, I have seen you, and I am familiar with you. ”

The man's expression turned angry as he looked at Mokavi, and he quickly flew into a rage.

He said, "You're a blood-sucking monster!" ”

Mokkawi screamed, "And you are the true ancestor of mankind! ”

I could see the man's face clearly, and despite all the differences, I felt that he looked a lot like me.

He's Seth.

Moqavi said, "I bear witness to the sins you have committed!" You killed the thirteen banshees in the distance! Those Lilith's seeds! It's bloody, it's brave, it's great, it's sin! I feel the pleasure of your killing, you become anesthetized and eager to continue killing.

You can't stop.

The Ancestor of Mankind! ”

Seth said in horror, "How are you... How do you know? ”

Mokkawi's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, bloodshot and pupils like a blood-sucking spider. He pointed to his eyes and said, "Lilith has made my madness worse, so I saw it all." ”

Seth became furious again, and he shouted, "Where's Lilith?" ”

Mokkawi said, "Mother of the Bloods? She's everywhere. When the sun sets, she is in the shadows. When the beast hunted another beast, she was in the blood of the beast. When one plant robs another of the sunlight and nutrients, she is in the withered and dead body of the plant. Dark, bloody, and dead, the Trinity Mother of Darkness is always on the move, but always near you. ”

"She turned my daughters into monsters!"

Mokkawi: "Really? How do you know? ”

Seth: "I see it, I see their wickedness!" ”

Mo Kawi shook his head and said, "You are wrong, the real monster is you, and the monster is your heart." You've seen them sucking human blood, and have you ever thought that maybe they're healing humans? When you see them soaked in a pool of blood, have you ever thought that the pool of blood is not a human corpse, but some animals? When you hear them say something vicious, have you ever thought that you misinterpreted it? Have you seen the corpses of the land where they are, and have you ever thought that it wasn't their fault? Is it a sin committed by human beings themselves?

Man is not wise, because man is a beast.

When man gains the wisdom of the devil, he will be greeted by madness.

The truth you get is not the truth, and you can only get close to the truth by witnessing as much of the absurdity of the world as possible.

It's not Lilith's thirteen daughters who are possessed by monsters, it's you who are possessed by monsters.

The monster has found you.

I found the monster. ”

Seth grabbed the spear gun and became like a terrifying monster, cutting off Mokkawi's hands and feet, slicing his torso into pieces one piece after another.

When Mokawi severed his hand, he scolded: "Murderer! When he broke his foot, he scolded: "Monster! When he was cut off by the waist, he scolded: "Crazy! When he was cut in the stomach, he scolded: "Waste! Before his throat was cut, he scolded: "Blind and deaf! ”

He kept scolding, and Seth kept slashing, and Mokkawi seemed to radiate mad plague and mad blood, and rightly so, his blood mixed with the air to form a mist, and Seth was overwhelmed by guilt and could only breathe as hard as he could.

Mokkawi was looking for his own end, and he needed a suitable person, even the only one in the world.

A sinner who is blessed by God to kill Morqavi can only be eternal.

He will be able to find a way to create a web of madness.

Seth fulfilled him.

.......

Fragments of memory are like hailstones.

Is this a fragment of the Plague Doctor?

I picked up one of them.

It was a plague that spread across the continent.

Black death.

A well-dressed man rode slowly around a village in a carriage.

He was none other than the Plague Doctor, but at this time he was young and somewhat handsome.

The stench of decay reached the Plague Doctor's nose, as well as the smell of sweat, blood, and home remedies.

The faint cough reached the ears of the plague doctors, as well as the intermittent cries of women, the crows of crows, and the silence of hundreds of kilometers beyond that.

When he knocks on the door of a family, the villagers give them a look of horror, perhaps thinking that he has been sent by the Grim Reaper or that the Grim Reaper himself.

He's not.

He said, "Do you have any children at home?" ”

If there were still children alive and they were sick, he would take them away and say that they were being treated. Some will agree, some won't, and if they don't, the plague doctor will steal the child.

He did heal children.

He took the children to a hut in the middle of the barren mountains, where there were beds separated by white cloths, and he wore a mask, disinfected the hut with a special potion, and fed the children.

He has his own unique theory that the disease is not caused by witchcraft as people believe, but that the problem comes from the filthy rats who pollute the water, spread death, and then infect humans from humans to humans.

So, staying away from humans, away from rats, at least in the cities, using the purest water in the mountains and forests, is the primary treatment.

He also believes that his medicine has a special effect on children, and if he is sure that his treatment can cure children, it can also cure adults.

Wearing a mask sewn from thick cloth, he gave each child bread and water, and then gave them some medicine that relieved their cough, lowered their fever, and eliminated inflammation to make them feel better.

The child is weaker than the adult and can respond more visibly to the medicine, and he is confident that he can succeed.

The big men in the city didn't believe him, these ridiculous alchemists and deceitful witch doctors, they were superstitious, they said it was caused by witchcraft, some witches were in fornication with demons, and they said that God was punishing the sins of mankind, and if a person was pious and innocent, even if he drank the water that the sick had drunk, he would be safe.

The plague doctor began to feel that the plague affected not only the human body, but also the human spirit and soul.

It causes humans to flog their kind, kill their kind, burn their kind, and even skin their kind. Humans pick up flames and burn suspicious animals and humans to death. Human beings take away the clean virgin and treat the dignitaries in a way that combines it with the virgin.

The plague doctor had seen hordes of human beings sitting in the square, shirtless, cutting their flesh with knives in order to ask God to forgive them for their sins, as if they would heal them.

The plague doctor told them to stay closed to prevent contagion, wear masks, and disinfect the water source, but no one listened. The church chased him a few times, but the plague doctor escaped quickly.

Humans are killing each other.

Invisible viruses have killed many more people than fires and tsunamis.

Because it's crazy for humans.

The plague doctor drove into the city in a wagon, and had to buy some bread, make some clean gauze, and make some medicine. He was an alchemist himself, and like every alchemist, he firmly believed that he was scientific and right. He will make the Stone of the Philosopher, turning lead into gold.

But the gold is only an abstract meaning, and the plague doctor is after life. The first child he healed has already recovered, and he will soon have living evidence to turn people's minds around and make them believe in themselves and in science.

He got out of the car at the door of his house, and after a while, he found himself surrounded by people with torches and knives.

They shouted, "Devil kidnapping children! ”

The plague doctor said, "Listen to me...."

He speaks a little slowly, but slowness and anger have the same consequences in this situation. He was knocked down, and they forced him to tell where the child was.

The plague doctor sighed and told the truth—there was no need to hide it at this time, and when they saw what they had done, they would understand that they had no ill intentions, and even... This may be an opportunity to earn their trust.

When they went up the mountain, the plague doctor showed them the hut, and he said, "The children are alive, and they will be healed, believe me." ”

They didn't say a word, their faces were ugly, their hands were shaking, why did they seem to be afraid of the hut? It's as if it's not a bunch of sick kids, it's a bunch of... Monster.

The priest said, "This man is a believer in the devil, so the house is full of sons of the devil." ”

The owner of the store said, "Take them out?" ”

The priest shook his head and said, "No need, no need to see their faces."

Burn them before they come out, or we'll all be cursed with that damned disease. ”

The Plague Doctor screamed and stood to his feet, and in an instant he was hit hard again, rolling over and falling.

The adults set the hut on fire, the children screamed in despair, and the plague doctor regretted that he had locked the door for fear of the children escaping.

The door slammed, and the children struggled with what little strength they had left, when one of the children smashed the window and a soldier shot the child with an arrow.

The world of the Plague Doctor was crumbling, and the grown-ups were laughing.

Why are they laughing? It's not worth laughing at all! They are not sick physically, but it is their spirit that is sick.

Studying medicine can't save Great Britain.

The more they laughed, the harder they laughed, and they coughed so hard that their necks turned red, but they still laughed. The plague doctor looked at them, and saw in their faces the evil aliens that did not belong to this world.

At some point, the children became sacrifices, summoning some mad god.

On that day, the god of madness patronized the plague doctor, and he began to become a blood clan from the spiritual plane.

Eventually, he became a member of the Crazy Network.