When I was at sea, I didn't feel much of it, and I didn't even notice it.

I just feel that the sky is gray, and the sea is also gray. Spending so much time in a snowy place made me lose sight of the colors around me. And at the time, I didn't seem to have anything wrong with it, as if it all was taken for granted.

It was only when we docked ashore that I realized that my world had lost its color.

I've heard of a disease called color blindness, but I've heard people say that even though it's called color blindness, at least some colors are still retained. But all I saw was white, black, and gray in front of me.

The white ones are only the clouds in the sky, and even the clouds in the sky are not pure white, and everywhere there are gray of various depths, different types of gray.

But despite this, it seemed to me at the time that this was all normal and there was nothing wrong with it. I don't panic at all because I can't see the colors, and I know I can't see the colors but I don't have any waves in my heart.

Our ship docked, and the soldiers on the pier rushed to the officials of the town, who greeted us in triumphant return in the quickest but not at all solemn manner.

The people in the town were a sensation, and it was already unexpected that this small seaside town could welcome the prince and his party. Why...... Actually, our boat shouldn't have been here, we didn't depart from here, and the town is by the sea but there is no pier.

Although Lordaeron is large, its naval strength is not very strong, and the naval ports of Northaeron are about the same as those of Kurtilas and Gilneth.

People have never seen such a big ship, let alone a prince, and it is a prince who has returned triumphantly from afar.

I looked at Arthas, his face expressionless, and he showed basic qualities and etiquette to the nobles who came to greet him. But in retrospect, the way he looked at those people was like a bunch of ants.

Of course, he later saw that everyone was an ant.

Alsace meant to leave for Lordaeron immediately, but the nobles persuaded him to do so, on the one hand, because the good news of the victory had to be given to the king in advance, and if the king had any special arrangements, it would be better to arrange them in advance so as not to upset the king because it was too abrupt.

Alsace was dismissive, but agreed.

The second reason is high-sounding, but it is still to shoot the prince's ass. They are to give a feast to the returning heroes.

Although it was a bit abrupt, a grand welcome party was held that night.

All the big and small people in the town came, and they were full of people. The women dressed up in fancy ways, the men dressed up in a dignified manner, and the girls did their best to show their strengths. Not only to catch a glimpse of the future heir of the kingdom, but also to ...... That chance, which may be almost non-existent.

Alsace let me sit at the table, and I sat not far from him, with a lady next to me. I can't remember what she looked like now, or even what her name was.

Arthas introduced me to the crowd with just one sentence, "This is my lieutenant." ”

This sentence made some people start to point the finger at me, although I could not see the color, but I could see their flattery.

The expression of this black, white and gray face is really clearer than that with color, and I can see the color again now, of course, which is a good thing, but during the time when I can't see the color, I feel that the person is the clearest time.

Their smiles, their eyes, and their expressions are more real than the colorful ones.

Men laugh at me kindly, appreciatively, and echoingly, and women ...... to me Laughter is more complicated than men. But I don't have the slightest feeling for any of that.

Even when facing that big table of delicacies from mountains and seafood, chicken, duck and fish, I didn't feel a trace of temptation.

It's been a few days since I woke up, but I don't feel hungry at all, and I haven't even taken a sip of water.

The food on the table was colorless in my eyes, and I realized that I had lost my sense of smell. I can't smell the food!

The steaming meat bones, steaks, and soups that came to the table were no different from the hot stones in the sauna to me.

It's just simple...... Lost desire for food.

Of course I would raise my glass, but the liquid in the glass was only slightly thicker water in my mouth. I can't taste the wine.

Arthas looked at me, and I looked at him, and he motioned for me to eat. I wasn't hungry, but I did it. To everyone's astonishment, I ate a steaming steak. I didn't feel anything until someone asked me, "Don't you feel hot?" ”

I was a little surprised, I looked at Arthas, he was staring at me, and I said to the lady next to me, "It's not hot, I'm used to it." ”

In the midst of everyone's laughter, people praised me and said that he must be a strange man. But in Alsace's gaze I read something different.

Yes, he did have supreme power when he took the sword, but he didn't know what that power would bring. It was only from me that he slowly learned that the sword could be used in this way and that, and it had such and such benefits.

He came to me after that feast, and he asked me if I wasn't hot, and I said no, and he stabbed me in the hand with a dagger, and I said it didn't hurt.

These things he wouldn't tell the soldiers behind him, the soldiers had completely lost their souls, they were all walking dead, basically the same as the dead bodies of Stratholme Andohar.

But I'm different, I'm the first one he created...... Death Knight.

Fighting is instinctive, fighting requires training, killing requires courage, and living depends on experience. Arthas finally became the Lich King, and it was not that he would be able to take that sword and know everything, he would know everything, and he could have the power, but he had to figure out for himself what would happen.

Didn't I say that he had a lot of experience from me. Especially how to corrupt the soul.

He also asked me a question that night, a question that I now feel childish...... What the world was like.

What is the world like...... Oh, to be honest, I don't know. Maybe it should have been a barren place in the first place, where nothing existed.

I told him that, and he said that maybe the world should be recreated.

Create......

It's not a transformation, it's not an improvement, it's not a ...... Modify, but create.

Do you know what it means to create?

I say that only the God of creation can create, recreate. But Alsace's answer at the time was...... He can also be a god.

If anyone told me now that he was going to become a god, I would definitely look at him with the friendliest eye possible. But at the time, I thought he was right, he really could.

I don't know what his plan is, I just feel like he's right.

We left the next day and never went back, and even then we didn't set sail from where we returned to Northrend, the town no longer exists.

For that night the prince's army gave the town to ...... Erased.

At that time, I didn't need to do anything, the soldiers he brought back were very neat, and the town was not very big. And Alsace felt the thrill of becoming a god that night.

It is to raise the dead from the dead.

The slaughtered townsfolk rose to his compliment. It was a ...... sight Shock.

In the words of Arthas, "Eternal life be granted to you!" ”

Though they stood up, they had no soul at the time. But I could see their souls, and when they left their bodies, I would see a translucent thing glowing white next to the corpse.

I knew what it was, but I still recognized the appearance of the human form. But they will appear very confused, most will appear confused, a few will show sadness, and only a few will manifest irritable or even aggressive behavior.

I'm sure Arthas could have seen it too, or he wouldn't have walked among the corpses and touched them with his sword.

All the corpses he touched stood up, and the white souls around the corpses turned into a disgusting thing around the sword.

When the sun first rises and the sun shines again on the streets of the town, it is so quiet that there are no chickens or dogs crowing.

Arthas summons all those who have already walked to the square in the town. The dense walking corpse stood there quietly, as if it were a pile of statues.

Because they were slaughtered at night, almost all of them were dressed in pajamas. But on this late autumn morning they stood straight...... Or stiffness.

Their skin had lost its blood, and sallow-yellow or pale was their main color, and in my eyes it was nothing more than a slightly heavier white and a heavier white.

Their eyes are either fully open, or half-open, or one open and one closed.

I didn't find it funny, I just didn't feel anything funny.

And there was no light in their eyes, only dullness and emptiness. It's as if those eyes are sculpted, and the eyeballs don't move.

Alsace was pleased with last night's result, and there was only one expression on his face at this point.

Madness!

He kept muttering something, but I rarely heard what he was saying. I don't know when he developed this habit of talking to himself.

Then we left, but the townsfolk who had become walking corpses were left there by him.

He said he needed an army, an army that made him a god.