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They come in groups, and people say it's greedy and ferocious. They are the shadow of war and the face of death.

They are so ominous that people hate them in the East and in the West, but it's so unfair to the crows.

After all, they are only the shadows of war and plague, and they only appear after disasters and deaths, hovering above the corpses on the ground. They toiled so hard day and night pecking at the rotten corpses and devouring the flesh of the plague.

The crows are obviously so selfless and great, they obviously took away the war and the plague, and used their own flesh and blood to draw a perfect end to the war and the plague......

And what about the people?

People never blame the warmongers who started the war, they never think about stopping the spread of the plague in the city, they only complain and blame.

People would cry out when disaster came, asking the heavens and their ancestors why they didn't bless them through the storm.

Heaven and ancestors would not tell them why, until the weeping people heard the crow of a crow from the branches, and at last their bewildered hearts were answered:

Oh, it's all these beasts, it's all the calamity brought by these crows! Yes, when did you see that there was a war, there was a plague, and this noisy bird did not appear?

Thus began to be unreasonably disgusted with such noble birds, and people began to slander and slander crows wantonly, until at last the crows became ominous, and the imprint lingered on them forever.

And now, the Raven has strengthened its resolve, and like the suffering of a noble mission, the Raven has always regarded their criticism as a grind on the way forward.

In this way, the crow has been silently following behind death, strolling through one battlefield after another, taking in one wandering soul after another, this boring and monotonous work makes it forget the passage of time, and when it looks back, it has been more than a thousand years.

It's been so long that it's wandering the ancient lands, taking in countless ghosts, harvesting city after city, so much so that it's no longer what it used to be.

It has grown like human hands and feet, and can even straighten up, and walk like a human, and the years flow on it, and as more and more souls are harvested, its body grows larger, more and more bloated, and transparent and difficult to support, so that it is also old and can only use crutches—it is an old crow man, and it thinks so of itself.

But the people who feared it gave it a title that did not belong to it - the Grim Reaper.

A long time ago, it didn't understand how it could become a god of death after following the god of death, but as time passed, it gradually became relieved, after all, people's time is too limited, their eyes can never see the truth, and they only need to face it with long years and great mercy.

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One day the crow man felt tired, that kind of fatigue that he had never felt before, the virus spread all over its body, and soon its heart also fell, it felt like it was terminally ill, so it lost its desire to harvest its soul, even if a fresh soul fell in its hand, it was unwilling to raise its hand to take it.

Then it refuses to follow in the footsteps of death, allowing the souls of the battlefield or the plague to wander and wail in agony.

At this time, it just wants to walk around, like letting go of the burden of thousands of years and living a good life for itself.

But! Heaven will never take pity on your efforts and consider your pain.

Soon the Raven Man discovered that he could no longer see the light, and that the rays of the sun were hotter to him than boiling copper; It could no longer approach living beings, and the ominous smell it emanated alone could kill all flowers and plants, turning every forest and land it walked through into withered soil.

The whispering rumors spread through the world, and it became a ghost wandering in the swamp, an evil ghost in the dark night.

People were completely frightened in the gratuitous fictional stories, and began to try to avoid the crows, and began to kill the crows in every way possible.

And in the process, the Raven Man began to get scared, so it rushed to the metropolis, to the hub of civilization, just to prove that it was not an ominous scourge!

But it failed, and when it came to earth full of hesitation and wanted to give a speech of love for humanity, the brave and fearless soldiers rushed to it, and the soldiers probably forgot that even if it was death, it was a god.

The cannonballs pierced through the Raven Man's body and bombarded the innocent crowd, and the flamethrower's flames did not touch the god's body, but instead set the torso on fire to the women and children.

Fires and crimes have flooded this glorious city, and crimes under the banner of exterminating the Raven People have wreaked havoc in the city. The massacres unleashed by the dictator have added corroboration to the Raven Man's title of Grim Reaper time and time again.

For the first time, the Raven Man's attitude towards humans has changed, once he thought of them as fragile as flowers, but with affection and imagination, but now, he has seen the savagery and ruthlessness of humans over beasts.

Here, for the first time, the Raven people learned that humans would torture and kill their fellow citizens with a fun attitude, and treat women and children in a slaughtering manner.

It was here that the Raven people realized for the first time that humans possessed darkness that did not match their appearances, as well as the filthiest of souls.

Three days later, the city was destroyed in a carnival of guns and cannons, in the self-inflicted suicide of the dictator, looking at the thousands of acres of ruins behind him, listening to the "cheers" behind him, and the worldview of the crow people also collapsed.

"If I can really bring ominous...... Raven Man muttered silently, "then I would prefer that what I bring to humanity is punishment." ”

After a long time, the Grim Reaper, who also felt lonely, approached the Raven Man and begged him to continue to follow him, harvest those miserable souls, and mark the misfortune with a sign of perfection.

But what the Grim Reaper didn't expect was that the Raven Man rejected the Grim Reaper's kindness and asked in a rhetorical voice, "Grim Reaper, do you spread death because you hate humans?" ”

Death said, "No, I don't hate human beings, I spread death, just as the sun will rise in the east and fish must live in water, it is the meaning of my existence." Moreover, I have never gone out of my way to spread the plague among the people, nor to stir up trouble between nations, and all life is equal in my eyes. ”

The Raven Man shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with such an answer, "You are wrong, Grim Reaper, humans are different, they are cunning and cruel, they are the cancer of this world. ”

Finally the Raven Man left, and before leaving, the Grim Reaper asked him where he was going.

The Raven Man was on crutches, and his eyes showed the last glimmer of hope: "Like you, go and become the god of death they respect." ”