Makado blinked, he was standing in the doorway of his Terra residence, the restaurant.

The old man looked up and watched as pitch-black slime seeped out of the cracks in the wall, and the viscous liquid slowly trickled down.

Machado looked around, and there was a sound in the kitchen connected to the dining room, and the aroma wafted out, carrying the heat of the food.

He thought for a moment, walked over to the table and sat down, and pushed aside one of the oil-stained flatwine bottles on the table in disgust.

The old man waited patiently, at the table, facing his Mona Lisa, in which the woman's face had long since disappeared, leaving only a huge black hole; Behind Machado, Sunflowers is completely black.

The man in the kitchen finished cooking, and footsteps sounded, humming a pleasant little song as he walked—

"-Ahhhh Groove !! ”

Machado calmly looked at Hades who came out, and almost knocked over the rice bowl he was holding in his hand, but he finally stood there steadily, looking at Macado in horror,

"Machado?! Damn, why are you here, old horse? ”

Hades said, quickly putting down his plate and basin on the dining table before rushing into the kitchen to prepare a meal for Machado.

Machado stared at the dishes laid out by Hades, sighed deeply, deeply, and said tiredly, "Come and see you." ”

"Me?" From the kitchen, Hades shouted energetically, "I'm fine - how many bowls do you eat?!" ”

"I'm not hungry." "Then a bowl!"

Hades ran out with a rice spoon in his mouth, put the bowl in front of Machado, and then sat down opposite Machado, there was nothing to pay attention to with Machado, Hades started eating directly.

Macado stared at Hades in silence,

"What have you been doing lately?"

The old man asked abruptly, and Hades looked up, "Eat." ”

"What else?"

Hades hesitated for a moment, his eyes blurred, "Sleep? ”

Macardo took another deep breath, and he looked at Hades calmly, revealing resentment in his calmness, "Nothing else?" ”

"No," Hades said, "by the way, old horse, why are you here, like—" Hades froze, and he paused, "It seems like you've been here recently." ”

Macardo shook his head, he didn't move his chopsticks, the old man wanted a glass of wine very much now—but he would never touch the dirty bottle,

“…… Others have been here," Macado said slowly, "but I'm the one I'm the closest." ”

"Anyone else has been here?" Hades looked up and stopped, "I said how I sometimes feel something is wrong here." ”

Makado rolled his eyes, "You don't want to feel visitors positively, especially the one before me. ”

Hades thought for a moment, "I can't remember." He muttered vaguely.

Makado sighed,

"It's time for you to go back to work, Hades - you've eaten too much and don't you feel like you're getting fat?"

"Sort of," Hades said solemnly, "but I've been pouring food out of my rice bowl, and it's shameful to waste food, so I've decided to go for it." ”

"At first, I wanted to vomit, but later, I can show off ten at a time!"

Hades quickly finished clearing the table, and Hades put down his chopsticks, "Old horse, didn't you see the scene at that time, that rice bowl sprayed out like a waterfall, and I almost drowned there." ”

"But you're still done eating," Macado pointed out indifferently, "and getting fatter and fatter." ”

Hades showed a seriously injured expression, "You guys can also help eat some, don't just let me eat alone—what about the Grim Reaper?" Give him some too. ”

Makado laughed, and he lowered his eyes to see the unidentified glow in the bowl in front of him—this part of the psionic energy looked like it came from Slaanesh.

Machado looked away without a trace.

"There is no blessing," Macado said. "Don't eat either, Hades, it's time to get up and get to work."

"Get up?" Hades blinked, "I'm awake now, old horse, are you hungry?" ”

Machado stared at Hades, his expression was solemn and silent, and the old man's eyes made Hades feel furious,

"What's wrong?" Hades said he felt something wasn't quite right with the Machado in front of him, who was much weaker and thinner than he had known before.

Makado stood up, "This is my home," said the old man word for word, "my abode on Terra, Hades, why are you here?" ”

"I never invited you to my residence."

Machado's voice stuttered, and his limbs snapped in space as if he were stuck on video.

Hades opened his mouth, "yes, this is your home," he said naturally, but his expression began to become unnatural...... So... Why in your house? ”

Hades was horrified, "Oh no, didn't I still be in the palace before?!" ”

Hades jerked to his feet, the chair behind him slammed to the ground, and Hades looked around the room he was in, which began to dissolve like melted chocolate as he focused his attention on the house.

"it?!"

Hades looked at Machado, only to find that Macado had melted like chocolate, and his twisted mouth was squirming, but Hades couldn't hear what he was saying,

"Machado?!" Hades stepped across the table and tried to fish for the melted Machado, but this only accelerated the process, and finally, Hades fell to his knees and watched in despair as the melted Machado seeped into the floor.

Then, as if realizing something, Hades turned around, and he saw that he had put it in the kitchen, and the rice cooker, which was out of place in the room, was starting to spew something again, but this time - Hades saw clearly - it was - Machado?!

！！！！ The rice cooker squirted macado, uh, !!!ahh

Hades's brain, completely blank, went blank for a moment.

The staccato voice pulled his thoughts back, and Hades slowly lowered his head as if he had been hit hard, and saw what had regrown on the plate, and in the white plate, the abrupt mouth opened, and Machado said tiredly,

Hades woke up...... Hades ......"

Hades' body shook under the shock, and he fell backwards - upside down and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, everything was already ebbing.

All the stars are gone.

Endless darkness enveloped him, and Hades opened his eyes weakly, an unknown liquid dripping from his mouth.

Now there's nothing here, no psychic illusions, no Machado, nothing—no one, just himself, Hades.

Hades stared at the endless darkness, and so it was on Barbarus, when he was still a young man, he sat alone by the riverbank every day, thinking about life.

Now, he sinks alone in the River Styx, forged by his own hands, imprisoned at the bottom of the river, thinking desperately about life.

The waters of the River Styx squeezed him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Obviously, his mind isn't spinning much right now.

Hades felt his mind stall, he wanted to think about what was going on, but there was always something holding him back, they were preventing him from thinking, from making decisions other than instinct.

Just like they had expected.

So Hades started to use his brain, and he began to think hard.

The first is the easiest, 1+1=2, 1+2=3...... Hades climbs the mountain of logic one by one, and he needs to rebuild the passage between logic and reason - this is also the most fundamental basis for his survival.

is also the reason why he is a normal person in this world full of bumps.

It took him a lot of time, and here Hades has no concept of time, but he seems to have it, starting from 1+1 and deducing all the concepts and derivative laws he has obtained.

And then there'...... And then what?

Hades' eyes were glazed, and he recalled bitterly, he remembered Machado, then the emperor, then the emperor's indisputable sons, Motarian, Anglon...... Legion, Mortal...... Makulag ......

Little by little, he reorganized his connection to the world, far more carefully and meticulously than he had arranged the wiring of his case, although there were many fragments that did not belong to his memory—but Hades knew that it might be...... Those people threw themselves at him.

It made him want to vomit - Hades didn't know exactly how much he had eaten, and the "devouring" thing was figuratively mimicked in his subconscious as "eating", and he remembered the Machado who had just been scattered all over the ground - Hades sincerely hoped that they would not sacrifice themselves to him completely.

However, the fragments were incomplete, only a small fraction of the information was captured by Hades, and the rest were all used with psionic energy to enter the bottomless pit known as the Black Domain.

Hades couldn't see it all, he could see the crimson figure on the snowfield, the huge insect cocoon in the garden, and the ...... in the palace

Hades decisively stopped thinking about it.

The memories were only fragments, and he didn't know exactly what had happened, so Hades sealed the memories that didn't belong to him and continued to sort through his information.

In the process, his urge to fight and jump to kill the false gods grows, and Hades sees the perseverance and faith of the people, which he has been fighting for.

He is not demanding, he just wants people to live like a person.

As Hades patiently groomed, the pressure on his chest became less and less, and Hades realized that he could move, so he struggled and tried to swim upwards.

It's dark, it's dark, it's always been boundless black, Hades has swam for a long, long time, and he almost doubts his life when he swims to himself, is there really an exit here, or is he swimming in the wrong direction?

But fortunately, Hades can swim all the time, and he prays that Machado is okay, that Motarian does not ascend, and that the emperor does not squat on the toilet...... It's an extremely long process to go upstream.

As time went on, Hades felt more and more real, or something was still holding him back control, Hades began to get tired and held his breath to the limit, and sometimes, he fainted due to lack of oxygen, only to wake up again in the icy waters and continue to swim.

For ordinary people, this is a painful process, they don't know if they are heading in the right direction, they don't know if there is an exit, the pain of drowning torments them at any time, they will doubt themselves in the process, doubt everything, and finally go to self-destruction.

But for Hades, he only wants to be more upstream than he would have been when he had passed out.

However, Hades thought, if the exit was underneath, it would be fine to sink a little more, for fear that if there would be as much sinking as upstream, he would vomit blood.

So he went upstream, fainted and sank due to lack of oxygen, woke up and continued upstream, and sank again without oxygen......

Finally, a dim light pierced the river.

Hades' eyes lit up, and he swam harder upwards — thankfully he didn't give up — and although he quietly slouched 6,981 times halfway through, he was still relentlessly upstream.

Fortunately, he was a death guard, Hades thought, and the replacement of the other legions would have been finished long ago, and it would be Mortarian's kind of stupid education and wisdom to train them to be hard-hearted and unyielding, and they would not look back until they hit the south wall.

Go back and add chicken legs to Motarian!

But Motarian doesn't like to eat, so Hades does it for him!

Brighter and brighter, the beams of light pierced through the water waves, and Hades looked up, and the light points were gradually magnifying, turning into lines, elongated, and widened......

Hades stopped.

He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, a gentle off-white light shining on his face, and the waves of light rippled with ripples.

Those who shine are all people.

Trillions of sleeping people float silently in the current, their faces serene and calm.

It was as if their whole beings were carved from some kind of glowing jade, and their bodies emitted a soft fluorescence, slowly sinking to the bottom of the river under the soothing of the dark water.

In the light of the light, Hades raised his hand and saw that he was pitch black, like the deepest night.

Well, he won't shine in the Brin Ring.

Hades realized what those people were, and he carefully pushed them aside and continued to swim upstream, only then did he realize that the scene just now was just a drop in the ocean.

As he ascended, the light grew stronger, and Hades had to squint his eyes to keep going, as if he were swimming in the middle of a flowing star, and he gently pushed away the people, or all other beings, upstream.

It was still a long process, and he passed out 359 more times, but the people below him dragged him down, making him sink more slowly.

Eventually, Hades saw the glittering surface of the water, on which colorful aurora borealas flowed and reflected on his face.

He saw Machado floating not far below the water, but it didn't glow, just Machado's original appearance.

Without hesitation, Hades swam over, picked up Machado, and rushed out of the water.

Hades opened his eyes with tears streaming down his face, and he saw Machado slowly crumbling in front of him.

"What the fuck ......"

These were the first words Machado said to Hades.

All right! None

(End of chapter)