I watched in a daze at the sea of blood that surrounded me, but it didn't hurt me, devoured me, and even gave me one warm hug after another, bringing me endless strength, and suddenly I had a great desire for those blood-red things......

I want to ...... I want to ...... I want to taste it!

No...... No...... It's not me, it's not me!

"Ahh

My mouth erupted with what should have been a terrible scream, but at this time...... But there was such a palpable longing, such a desolation, such a roar that bordered on desolation!

"Tell me...... Who the hell are you?"

But the only thing that could respond to me was getting thicker and richer, coming closer and closer to me, wanting to hug me fiercely into the sea of blood......

"Who am I...... Didn't you already guess it......"

Wandering in this space, the figure shrouded in endless blood light is getting closer and closer to me, and I can clearly feel the sadness between his words, the sadness of not being recognized......

Have I already guessed it?

I closed my eyes and didn't want to look at this person anymore, but this person's presence filled this space, filled my own world, and even if I had closed my eyes, I could still reflect his indelible light on the dark eyelids, and it was as if you could never ignore your presence.

Same height...... The same breath...... The same longing, the same desolation, the same roar that borders on desolation between words!

No...... It can't be like this!

There was a sharp pain in my head, and I couldn't help but cover it, but the connection was so strong that I was reluctant to take my eyes away, even if it was closed, and let me look at the figure in my heart that stood like the sky and the earth for a long time......

I can't say if it's a longing......

I longed to keep the last trace of clarity in myself, and I also longed for that figure to verify my conjecture...... Even if I really don't want that......

The figure finally approached my door, reaching out and gently touching my face, and I subconsciously wanted to dodge. The body instinctively stopped in place, allowing him to stretch out his hand to me, as if the person standing in front of me was the person I knew best, and the encounter at this moment was a reunion in the dark......

"I gave the sky a black ......"

The Eye of Death in his right eye suddenly began to stir involuntarily. Black sparks burst out from the whole field of vision, and the sparse but thick black backbone continued to linger on the figure in front of me, like a black lotus flower that was constantly blooming with mille-feuille petals......

"I have given all beings white pupils ......"

The Eye of Life in the left eye trembled violently, and the entire field of vision was filled with dense white light. And the figure in front of him was as bright as a white sun that shimmered with endless light......

And I have nothing left for myself, only endless exile and endless waiting......"

As soon as these words fell, the entire blood-colored space trembled violently, and it seemed that it might completely shatter at any time.

And the hands slowly approached me, and when they were about to touch my face, they stopped abruptly, because there was an invisible but palpable barrier between us, which forcibly separated us.

"That's my destiny...... This is my fate, the existence of one person is the imprisonment of another...... 300 years ...... A full three hundred years of waiting. Finally made me wait for you......"

After speaking, the blood light on the figure suddenly dissipated, and a face exactly like mine, an identical body, and a burst of identical breath appeared in front of me in an instant.

"It's finally been you...... No, it should be me!"

I......

The person standing in front of me is exactly the same as me, not just similar, but the essence is the same, he is me...... I'm him too!

My eyes of life and death suddenly became especially active after he revealed his true face, and at the same time emitted an irrepressible light. I trembled and made a buzzing sound that I didn't know what it meant, but the excitement in it made me completely merge with them. It's a real feeling.

Originally......

This eye of life and death has been fixed on me from the beginning, and finally took the initiative to confess the Lord, and it has no real connection with me......

It's because I have the breath of this figure in front of me!

"I give the sky black eyes...... I give all beings white pupils ......"

I closed my eyes tightly, suppressing the fluctuations that were about to fly out of my eyes from the eyes of life and death, and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

It turns out that this eye of life and death......

The reason why they choose to confess to me is that they will even confess to God completely. It's not because of me, but I have the breath of the figure in front of me!

Because he is the master of this eye of life and death...... And not me!

"Who are you...... Who the hell is it?"

I felt the familiar aura on my face, and the exact same figure, and my whole mind suddenly fell into confusion and confusion......

Then he is me, and who am I!

"I'm you...... You're me...... You are my eyes, and you have helped me to comprehend all the sins and vainities of this world...... I am your mind, I am the real you, I help you control all the things you want but dare not hope for, even if your whole body is stained with blood...... But you will never face this fact, and you will not want to admit that you are me!

I can feel that you have forgotten everything that you have been through, that everything you have experienced before has forgotten you...... But I didn't, I've been imprisoned here for three hundred years...... I've finally waited for you...... Take me away, and I'll get back everything you've lost...... Take me away...... Take me away and get me back to where I was supposed to be!"

Go back to where it was supposed to be?

For some reason, after hearing his almost desolate howl, I felt a very uneasy palpitation in my heart for some reason, although the figure in front of me was of the same origin as me, and I did not feel even the slightest deception from his body, from his words, all I could feel was the endless grief and vastness that kept popping up between his words, as if at this moment he had turned into a resentful woman who had been alone in the boudoir at home for more than ten years, and saw her husband who had returned home after a long absence. Nothing can be said except sadness and hesitation. (To be continued.) )