Looking at the endless white void, my mind went blank as this place.

I don't know what I should do, or what I can do.

The messengers told me that I was the Creator, that I was God, and that they told me nothing else.

I didn't know what the god I was acting for, and I wasn't very interested in it.

Until one day, golden butterflies appeared, and they made me find some fun in the empty space.

They would tell me how wonderful the outside world was.

When the oracles came to see me again, I showed a desire for the outside world and said that I wanted to go outside.

Immersed in fantasy, he didn't look at the expressions of the Seven Divine Envoys, but only heard the extremely opposed voices of the Divine Envoys.

"Don't do it, the outside world is too dangerous for you!"

In a word, I was brought back to reality, and the anticipation and enthusiasm in my heart also disappeared.

I was in no mood to listen to the oracles' persuasion of me, and I turned and walked farther into the void.

The oracles did not follow, and they departed.

I can't tell who is telling the truth.

The golden butterfly described the outside world so beautifully, but in the mouth of the gods, it became a dangerous and evil place.

For a long time, I chased away the golden butterflies, because they were always saying things of praise to me, and in this way, they only made me more irritable when I was irritable.

"Supreme God, please trust us...... In case you didn't know, we are dead human beings...... Only you, God, can see us......"

A golden butterfly always stays with me, no matter how much I drive it away.

And what it says, no doubt, arouses my curiosity.

"Those who can appear by your side are the cleanest souls, and only the cleanest souls are qualified to come to your side to tell their love for you."

Speaking of which, this golden butterfly seems to have a bit of pride.

"So, we're not going to lie to you."

So, it is the messenger who deceives himself?

But how is that possible? Didn't the oracle ever help the creator god convey God's will to mankind......

I touched the position of my heart and couldn't help but pull up the clothes on my chest.

Is this sadness?

yes, I trust them so much—

In this empty space, I created the sun and green trees and flowers according to the description of the golden butterfly.

After a while, I realized that something was missing.

I couldn't help but begin to admire the creator god and his imagination.

Lying in the grass, looking at the sun hanging high in the void.

The golden butterfly says that the sun has a temperature.

But I never knew what the temperature was like.

It's been a long time for me in just a few years.

To pass the time, I asked the Wise Messenger for a book to read—a book written by a human being.

The Wisdom Messenger seemed to wonder why I knew about the existence of books, and I thought he would ask, but without asking anything, he gave me all the books I wanted.

Those books undoubtedly accompanied me through the empty days.

It was also because of these books that I became more curious about the outside world and even fantasized about breaking through this place.

It's just a fantasy, but every time I think about it, I make me happy.

In my ecstasy, I expected myself to be able to do something, so I ......

"I'm ......, oracles What can be done? ”

The oracles looked at each other as if it was difficult to speak.

"You just have to enjoy yourself, and leave the rest to our oracle."

Again, I was in a state of loss.

Many years later, the creator god appeared, albeit only with a beam of golden light, which made me extremely happy.

If the creator god is called by the name invented by man, it is the Father.

His appearance made the little haze in my heart dissipate-

*

Khrista looked down at Gadros, who was lying on the ground, and did not move.

At this time, Montezuma rushed towards Khrista with a knife in hand.

The dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate, and the rain poured down at this moment.

"Don't think about moving Lord Gadra!" Her body was protected by the wind.

"Zuma!" Red also rushed over.

Hrista turned slightly sideways, dodging Montezuma's attack, and a few more times were also at ease.

The area that had been attacked by Montezuma became potholed, and the rain quickly filled up.

At some point, she reached Montezuma's side, elbowed her on the back of the neck, and fainted and collapsed into Christa's arms.

The red hair was dripping with rain, and the eyes were like rain, a little cold.

Seeing Montezuma fainting, Red was also a little angry and ran Yuan Li.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to Montezuma and Gadros." The indifferent words calmed Red.

Those different pupils are extremely calm and a little arrogant, as if they are looking at the whole world.

It seems that as long as she says it, it is the supreme will.

Red trembled slightly.

The golden light behind Hrista couldn't hold back: "Khrista, what are you doing?!" ”

However, this golden light and the sound were only visible and audible to Khrista.

Khrista didn't speak, throwing Montezuma in his arms to Red.

A stone fell in Red's heart, who had caught Montezuma, and he looked at Hrista with mixed feelings.

If it were any other contestant, he wouldn't let Gadros go, right?

After all, as long as this time, make up for it, Gadros will die.

Gadros's golden eyes, who were still conscious, looked at Khrista—she was drenched in the rain, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Hrista turned and walked away.

Seeing her gone, Gadros closed his eyes as well.

"I'm sorry...... Can you please prepare me a little mentally? Hrista was a little hoarse.

Jin Guang was very quiet, and did not speak, probably thinking about something, right?

In his opinion, this did not require much psychological preparation, and even thought that Hrysta was just an excuse.

But he thought about it again, anyway, at the back of the bump competition, Hrysta would definitely do it, and even if she didn't want to do it, those humans watching the game would force her to do it.

That's what makes it interesting for the humans watching the seats.

Human beings are really indifferent, even more indifferent than gods, obviously they are all human beings like them in the bump competition-

Thinking of this, the golden light dissipated.

Noticing the dissipation of the golden light, Hrista stopped and watched Red in the distance walking with the bodies of two people on his shoulder......

Her hands clenched into a fist and gritted her teeth.

The creator god should be disappointed in himself by now, right?

The rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sun on the horizon was shining brightly.