I stood on the top of the White Mountain in the Holy Realm, looking through the layers of clouds and mist, looking at the figure I was concerned about, and the road ahead was confused. Whatever happens to me www.biquge.info I know I can't go back to the way I was.

I was naked, but I didn't feel the cold at all on the top of this extremely cold mountain, and I began to miss the days when I could taste all the cold and warmth. Even though he didn't feel the cold, the scars on his body still hurt faintly, especially the sun-shaped scar on his right arm. After so many battles, I can clearly remember how every scar on my body came from, but I don't remember this scar, it seems that I was born with it, like a birthmark, but there should be no birthmark that makes people feel painful from time to time, right?

I unconsciously pulled out the sword hanging from my waist, thinking that this sword has been with me for nearly 10,000 years. She is like a dear friend to me, inseparable from me, and almost becoming a part of me. I took her and wiped the fur from my leg armor back and forth, over and over again, looking at the sword in my hand for a long time, as if I felt that she had transformed into a human form in front of me, "Old friend, what do you think I should do?" I asked her.

"Trust your own judgment!" replied clearly in my ears.

Nearly 10,000 years have passed since the sword was drawn on that island.

My name is Malruth, and the world now knows me by another name, the God of War.

Thousands of years of experience in the earthly world have made me as the god of war, I have become bloodthirsty, belligerent, cruel, and insensitive, and I used to cause wars in the mortal world at will just for a momentary pastime, and by drawing lots to decide which side of the war I will protect and the other side will be exterminated. And when I was blinded by my own might, profit and lust finally allowed me to touch a taboo that the gods under the command of the god-king could not touch—I violated another god, the goddess of the moon, Dinona.

I've never felt like this, I was just a little ghost with innate divine power before I was thrown into the mortal world by the God King for 10,000 years, and the women of all races I came into contact with in those 10,000 years of the mortal world were just a passing thing. At that time, I was only interested in the wars that I later learned were part of the trial, and I never really thought about what it was like to be a lust-lust experience.

It is not correct to say that it is violation, because when she appeared naked in front of me, the breeze of the sanctuary blew the water droplets on her red skin, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun into my eyes, and what I saw was a complete work of art, watching the remaining water stains slide down the curve of her back, I could no longer restrain myself - I pulled her over and stroked her smooth skin, I never thought that there could be such a perfect existence in the world, so perfect that what I had seen and heard in the world for tens of thousands of years seemed insignificant.

I fell in love with her.

When my lips kissed hers, I was sure that nothing could stop me from being with her, and the desire in my body made me madly want to possess her, and I would not compromise even if the god-king was angry.

However, I was wrong.

The will of the God-King is not something I can shake, something I should have realized deeply from the original task of drawing my sword, but desire paralyzed my mind, and I couldn't calm myself. The God King ordered me to be defeated from the mortal world again and become a mortal, and I would never be allowed to return to the Holy Realm, and he would also take away the sword that had accompanied me for many years, the testimony of my earthly experience, and she was not treated the same for those who also violated the taboo, after all, she was the daughter of the God King. The God-King's intent to keep the sword for himself has failed, for after a long time, the sword has become one with me, and no one else can control her power.

I returned to the world with the sword, lost my power, and I thought I was going to be a mortal forever in this world, so I left everything behind. Left behind power, left behind desire, forgot about blood, forgot about war, and forgot about her.

Looking at the earthly scene in front of me, looking at the sword in my hand that no longer has any divine power, looking at the scars left by the war on my body, everything is like yesterday.

Later, for thousands of years on earth, I was alone, and in order to wash away my previous sins, I began to do what I could to prevent the outbreak of war. I wandered between races and tribes, reconciling the contradictions of all sides, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart when I thought that not long ago I had often watched the souls created by these gods of life being exterminated at my hands.

Later, I intervened in the all-out war between the human race and the Elven Empire not long after its birth, and although I no longer had the power to protect me, with the help of my accumulated tens of thousands of years of experience, I finally helped the humans repel the elves and prevent the situation from going in a worse direction. I remembered that I had been involved in the power struggle of the elven race 10,000 years ago, and now I am in a different state of mind than when I was affected by the war.

Mindful of the weakness of humanity, and in order to unite and protect them, I established an organization called the Knights of the Light, whose purpose is to protect civilians from the persecution of war. I poured all the knowledge and experience I had accumulated over the years to the table, and the Order soon grew, and the sheer power they possessed became a tool to deter their enemies. I thought that if the Knights were strong enough, they would be able to dispel other people's vain attempts to start war, but I didn't expect that the Knights, who were too powerful, would be blinded by power and lust just like I was at the beginning, and become the culprit who started the war.

I have abandoned the Knights, the organization that I have devoted my heart and soul to containing the war, which has ended up in war, and after more than a thousand years of observation, I have come to believe that belligerence is the nature of human beings, and since it cannot be changed, I have chosen to be an ordinary mortal without asking about the world.

And that's when I met her.

She is an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary among ordinary human beings, but her ordinariness makes me feel special, I have never seen such a kind human being, I have witnessed the lust and intrigue of human beings for many years, I almost no longer believe in pure goodness, but, she appeared.

Her name was Flody, a young girl with pale blue hair.

I met her a month after I had abandoned the Order, and the war was still raging on the land, and I was a little tired from passing by a farmstead, so I took a nap against the earthen wall. When I woke up, I found that I was covered with a quilt and a bowl of water beside me. I looked back and saw a young girl in a crisp white dress with her long blue hair draped behind her back, fetching water. She must have looked at the scars on my body and mistakenly thought that I was a wounded soldier who survived the battlefield.

Her kindness caught my attention, and I took my mistake and continued to play the role of a wounded soldier who escaped death from the battlefield. In order to convince her more, I drew my sword and cut a few more cuts on my body, thinking that she would turn me away, but I didn't expect her to let me stay and recuperate in peace.

This "injury" is a year of recuperation.

Throughout the year, she has been inseparable from me, helping me change my dressing and chatting with me. In my conversations with her, I learned that her parents had died in the war a few years earlier, leaving her alone, and that the people of the village had lost more or less their loved ones to the war.

"I've been eating and drinking from you for so many days, and you've been bothering you to heal me and change my dressing, don't you have the slightest complaint?" I asked her.

"You and I are both victims of war, and what is there to complain about when people who are sick and sick help each other?

She was as kind as ever, so kind that there was no flaw, and she was so honest with her, but I kept cheating on her, which made me feel guilty. I finally found an opportunity to tell her everything I really did, from the time I passed by the village to deliberately mutilate myself as a wounded soldier, to the time I established the Knights of Light and then abandoned it, from my involvement in the wars of the world to my true identity as the god of war, I told her without reservation. I thought that after listening to my amazing stories, she would think of me as a madman, but I didn't expect her reaction to be unusually calm.

"Don't you have the slightest doubt about my words, do you believe all these strange things of mine?" I asked her.

"I believe in you. She replied flatly, her eyes full of determination, "Because from the first time I saw you, I saw from your eyes that you were not an ordinary person, and at that time I thought you were some kind of knight who deliberately concealed it in order not to reveal your identity, but I didn't expect your identity to be so legendary." ”

"Why, why do you trust me so much?"

"I'm sure you're not lying, and that's enough. ”

She touched me again, I finally believed that there was still a good existence in the human beings I had abandoned, I kissed her on the lips unconsciously, she did not resist, just closed her eyes. I slowly unbuttoned her white dress, "Is it cold?" I asked.

"Nope. She replied.

I hugged her tightly suddenly, and her body trembled subconsciously, "It's okay." I whispered in her ear, and as I said that, I felt her whole body relax. I felt a chill in my hand as I ran my hand over her long blue hair, and I stroked her hair to the sides behind her ears to make it easier for me to see her face. She is not like the moon god, every pore can reveal nobility, she is so ordinary, ordinary to the extreme, but it has achieved a kind of extraordinary. Her face was like the petals of a flower falling to the surface of the water, and it seemed as if it would sink at the touch of it, so that I did not dare to touch it.

"It's fine. She also whispered.

I let my big rough hand touch her flawless face, and the moment my fingers touched her, I realized how insignificant the woman I had seen before, and the peerless countenance of the goddess of the moon that I had forgotten seemed worthless to her, and her simplicity was something I had never seen before.

"What is this?" she asked me as her hand ran over the sun-shaped scar on my right arm.

"I don't know, maybe it's just my personal mark. ”

"The one with this mark on your right arm is you, so I won't be fooled by how you change your appearance!" she laughed.

"How can I change my appearance?

"Shhhh......h

I thought I would be able to stay with her as a mortal for the rest of my life, but within a few months I was suddenly called back to the Sanctuary, and when the holy light shone on me and sucked me into the sky, I saw loneliness in her eyes.

"Are you leaving?" she took my hand, her face full of reluctance.

"If I had a choice, I would like to stay. "I know that the will of the King of God cannot be disobeyed, but I still say this.

"I'll wait for you ......"

After returning to the Sanctuary, I learned that this time it was Bella, the goddess of love and peace, who had asked the God King for thousands of years, and this time I needed to select a new batch of "Sons of God", so I was summoned back by the God King's special pardon, but I didn't want to return to this loveless Sanctuary again.

I expressed my gratitude to the goddess Bella, and although I complained a little in my heart that she was out of place, she did not know what had happened to me on earth. I entrusted the Knights whom I had abandoned to her, hoping that she would guide them on the right path, but the legends of later generations added fuel to it and made Bella carry the cauldron.

Now, it's been five years since I returned to the Sanctuary.

In the past five years, I have always come to the top of this white mountain, watching her, and she has always kept her original promise, waiting for me to return to her. I have been hiding from the goddess of the moon Dinona for the past five years, and she still seems to remember the old love when she was not punished by the god king, and I can sense that if she continues like this, she will hate me because of love, but I have no solution, I can only look at the sword in my hand, seeking the answer I want.

"Peeping into the world again?" a figure wrapped in flames walked towards me, I couldn't make out his face, and with every step he took the snow around him turned into water and evaporated into steam, "Your fun is really weird, what bad habits have been formed in the world!" he laughed.

He is Valcen, the god of fire and craft.

"That's enough, don't go this way anymore, you're going to cause a giant avalanche!" I walked over to him, trying to stop his tracks.

"What does it matter, the following are just a group of uncivilized humans, their fate is in our hands, what if a few die!"

"Why do we decide their lives and deaths so arbitrarily?"

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you! I'm here to ask you to go to the temple, and the god of the god of the earth seems to have some orders, saying that he wants to solve some remaining problems!"

"What?!"