"Drip" and "tick" Drop after drop of rain fell from the mossy tiles.

A man in his twenties in a dilapidated house is lying on the bed, his face pale. A middle-aged man next to him looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Your mission is accomplished." The middle-aged man said.

"Hmm," the young man responded.

"You have damaged muscles all over your body, broken bones. Estimate... Dying. ”

"Hmm"

"You guy... That's it. The middle-aged man sighed.

"You're a natural assassin, with no emotion and no fear, so I'm pulling you into this pit." The middle-aged man glanced at him, saw that his face was calm, and sighed in his heart.

Then the middle-aged man said a lot, like an old woman when her son was about to go away.

But the young man only responded perfunctorily to this, thinking about his previous experiences: born, raised, trained, killed. and thought of his imminent death.

Gradually, the middle-aged man's voice became quieter and quieter, until he fell silent. The young man's face became worse and worse, as if it were gold paper.

Finally, the middle-aged man looked at him and said softly: "In the next life, be an ordinary person and have family, friendship, and love." The sound is like raindrops, clean and clean, like a blessing, and it enters the hearts of people.

The young man had no name in this backward feudal country, and was adopted by the middle-aged man since he was a child, and trained to become an assassin. Only the codename "Moby Dick". And middle-aged people are called deacons.

What "Moby Dick" is, no one knows anything other than middle-aged people.

When asked, the deacon simply said, "The creature of my dream world." Not a word about that.

"Moby Dick" thinks back to the past and gradually feels himself rising, "Is it a soul?" He thought to himself.

"If so, how can it go up and not down?" He's weird.

Suddenly, he felt some burning sensation in his chest, and he saw that it was an inky jade pendant, which he had picked up during a mission, and had intended to sell it for silver, but it was either rejected or exchanged for a few coins of silver.

At that time, he thought about it and decided to stay, but he didn't expect it to be so miraculous.

He felt the burning sensation grow stronger and stronger, as if he were in a furnace.

But it was only a small matter for him, after all, he had not been in the furnace before.

I don't know how long it took for the burning sensation to fade away, replaced by a refreshing sensation. Through the whole body, it is extremely comfortable.

Gradually, he fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how many years later, a whirlpool appeared over a planet, and a soul appeared and fell downwards until it reached the ground, and then began to drift.

The strange thing is that no one noticed the people who came and went.

The soul drifted until one day it passed by a villa and seemed to be attracted to it.

There is a boy in a school uniform in the villa, and slowly, the soul drifts towards the boy and merges with it.

Look at the boy, handsome, with a little beard on his chin, lying flat on the bed, his face gradually turning from pale to ruddy.

However, a look of pain suddenly appeared on his face, and he unconsciously stroked his head with his hand, and his body curled up in an arch.

After dozens of minutes, his face gradually soothed, and his body gradually straightened. A black gaseous substance appeared on his body, and then wrapped around the boy's body.

After the wrap is completed, the boy's muscles throughout his body are constantly contracting and relaxing. Eventually, it was calm. After a while, the boy's eyes slowly opened.