A gaze descended from the distant sky, condensed into a dot, focused on me.

I could feel that horrible eye staring at me all the time, and it was so heavy that it was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe.

I looked up, trying to see what was in the sky, but I couldn't find anything......

That gaze pierced through the heavy, dark clouds and turned into a raindrop that fell on my thin body.

"Streaming...... Flowing ......"

Heavy and damp......

Is it rain?

Yes, of course it's rain, but it's not just rain.

It was damp, but it seemed a little warm, and it fell on me with a line of gaze.

"Don't look at me—"

A hoarse voice came out of my throat, but it couldn't reach my ear drum at all.

Despair...... And depressing......

Compared to the rain, the grit that was supporting me behind me was even colder, and I had been shivering all the time I had been shivering.

I tried my best to escape from the sight of the stab that had come from the sky, and I poked my head out to look around, and then took my heavy steps and struggled hard.

But what remains here is only the city that has been completely destroyed, with no ruins and broken walls, only a ground of stone and broken tiles.

There is only "despair" left here, only "death" is left here, and only "emptiness" symbolizes "nothingness" left here.

The void of the void, everything is the void, everything under the dark clouds, all is the void, all is chasing the wind.

There were no animals moving, no one alive, all that could be heard was the sound of falling raindrops.

"Streaming...... Flowing ......"

In this way, all the living things, the dead things, and all the things will be contained in it and lost, and become the "nothingness" of the void.

Gradually, I also stepped into the state of "nothingness" of the void, and I could no longer move anything, and all I could barely move was my head and eyes.

The body is still shaking, but it is just a physiological phenomenon caused by muscles and nerves.

It wasn't from my subjective consciousness, and I didn't want to make my body tremble like Parkinson's.

If you can't move around freely...... Actually, it's not my body anymore.

It occurred to me that maybe I wasn't free from the moment I was born.

I can't choose where I was born, I can't choose the family I came from, and even my fate is arranged.

What you should do during this time period, what you should do during that time period, everything has been planned for a long time, even the ending has been arranged.

Like a butterfly that has fallen into the snare of cause and effect, its wings and limbs are tightly entangled, and it is constantly struggling, but it can only see despair.

I

It's true

Is it me?

Is it possible for me to be an aggregate of "self-righteous emotional memories".

Just like a Jew who has lived in Kaifeng since childhood, they have Jewish blood in their veins, but they already see themselves as Kaifeng people.

I really am...... Myself?

I couldn't help but reflect.

Maybe even my mind was arranged.

My mind is limited by knowledge, my emotions are influenced by memory, every encounter with the arranged fate, they form a fork in the road, every choice is the result of imperceptibility, and every result is a reshaping of my mind.

If a person does not have a thought, it is like a reed, and what I think proves that I am real.

But even so, who can say that my thoughts are real in this broken body?

In that case, who is "I" and where is "I"?

Is "I" really "here"?

Does the "I" "there" really not exist?

In fact, everything is still, everything symbolizes everything, in fact, it is the same everywhere.

For they are all still, in this world that has been utterly dilapidated, twisted and filthy......

"Knock ——!"

Suddenly, there was a sound other than this "rain of the void".

The sound was so loud that it was hard to ignore, and it hit my chest so hard that my temples began to tremble.

That is the only "being" that emerges above "nothing".

It is also the only real "existence" outside of all "nothingness".

It's like a three-dimensional person, walking into a two-dimensional portrait and coming to "me".

Portrait?

I see, is this the kind of portrait that imprisons the body and mind of "me"?

Who are you?]

I asked, gesturing with my eyes.

The smooth skin looked a little blue, even showing a red glow.

Is it because of the coldness of the rain?

Or are you dead? Is this a cyan glow of "Death Omen"?

No living person can come close to me, and no living person can come into this world.

As weird as it was, he wasn't trembling or trembling, his steps were so firm, his body was so steady, he was like a strong-willed veteran.

Ta is a strange being, there is no movement, there is no gender identification, only a strange black silhouette, slightly scary.

It's not grotesque, it's just a little scary.

- Don't look at me.

Seems to mean that, right?

He seemed to be looking at me with very sad eyes, as if his mind had been looking at me unusually wildly, but under the black silhouette, he seemed to look at me with a blank face.

It's hard for me to decipher what that means, because it's just a silhouette.

Perhaps, there are only two living beings in this world, me and him.

No, maybe it's only one and a half, and it's one, and I'm only half, because my body doesn't belong to me at all, and I only have my mind alive.

Time seemed to be eternal, and at that moment I thought that he had also assimilated into this still time, and they were just looking at each other like this.

[My world, just something that is reflected in his eyes?]

Her eyes were unusually bright, as if there was a sea of stars, like a quiet and deep lake.

If this is a pair of "human" eyes, then it must be a beautiful woman, right?

So I want to use "she" to refer to this person.

Her world is just something that is reflected in my eyes?

The only thing that shone in her eyes was me.

The only thing I saw in my eyes was her.

If this is the case, then the world has become extremely short.

Maybe the world is actually such a tiny little corner, and I thought it was so big because I thought it was too big?

It's just a little ruin in the middle of a nook.

It seemed to be the position of the lips, trembling slightly, and a beautiful greeting just inadvertently drifted into my ears.

She stood there, her hands spread from side to side, as if she were about to fly over the rain clouds in the sky, and her broad chest was puffed up.

Maybe it's not that you want to take off, but you want to accept all the rain.

An imperceptible murmur, I didn't hear clearly.

What her expression is now, from my position, from my point of view, I don't know at all.

On the other side of the rain mist, what kind of expression does she have now?

"Don't worry, I'm going to give you death now. ”

Another beautiful voice.

Is it an angel?

I was stunned for a moment, thinking of the friend who had been in church since I was a child, and I felt an indescribable sense of pride in my heart.

Didn't you even expect me to have such a hand?

Is the feather of light dancing in the air blessing me?

Isn't it beautiful......

No, if it's an angel, why kill people directly? Isn't it just collecting souls?

Why splash blood on such a holy feather of light?

Or is it ......

Yes...... I see. I understand.

"What's next" is to kill me directly.

She is not an angel, but her mission is to come here and take me.

Slowly, she paced to me, who had fallen, and she crouched down.

Then he slowly picked up my head.

In order not to let me see her face, she kept it like this, just bent down and whispered in my ear.

I can vaguely feel that this is an unusually pleasant sound.

But I can't hear it clearly.

The warm, soft, gentle, sweet touch approached me, and it was like an uncanny anesthetic.

The convulsions of the body stopped, and the tremors of the muscles were slowly healed.

Is she a wet nurse?

Her soft snort was tickling on my cheeks, tickling and a very sweet taste.

"Knock ——!"

I felt a feeling of pressure in my chest, like a gaze falling from the sky.

The huge sword she was holding slowly pierced the skin and muscles of my chest, and the sharp blade shuttled between my bones, slowly sinking completely into my body.

Immediately afterward, she lowered the anesthetic, known as "Lip Kiss", so that I did not feel the slightest pain at all.

Can you kill so gently?

Still a little reluctant?

Even tears flowed out?

My gaze went beyond her bangs and into this sad rain cloud.

The rain continued, and it kept dripping.

Looking at this gray sky.

The sky is hazy, is it because of the rain?

I can't feel that sight anymore.

There is nothing left.

In this confusion, I raised my hand to the sky.

Who's going to tell me, where the hell has that sky gone?!

"Your Excellency Ouyang——!"

A loud shout pulled Ouyang out of the illusion, and Ouyang looked at everything around him in a daze, acting a little uncertain.

"What's wrong with me?" Ouyang rubbed his eyes and saw the somewhat dim figure of Deochisis, "Did I have a dream?"

"It's a great thing. Daiochisis couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency Ouyang, have you ever come into contact with a god other than His Excellency the Creation God?"

"Ahh

"I just got unconscious. Deochisis waved his tentacles unconcernedly, and then said, "Because the movement you just made is a bit scary, in order to prevent some unnecessary trouble, I just knocked her unconscious." ”

"Thank you so much. Ouyang scratched his head in embarrassment, and then showed a strange expression, "Did I make a big move just now? What happened, why did you look shocked, and you don't seem to be in a very good state?"

And so it is. "Daiochis's floated to Ouyang's body, and then fused into Ouyang's body again.

It wasn't until after he entered his body that Ouyang felt that his liver seemed to have grown back, and it was recovering well and growing completely.

Theoretically, it shouldn't be that fast.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Ouyang.

Deochisis stretched out his tentacles, poked out a head from above, and explained to Ouyang: "To put it simply, the power outside the world is starting to get impatient, and it directly uses the power beyond this world to carry out dimensional reduction strikes on Your Excellency.

The attack power of this time is extremely amazing, Your Excellency directly entered the state of near death, and your mind directly entered the state of downtime, which is a breath worse than the dead, and the residual power is still eroding Your body. ”

"Is that how you were beaten up like this at that time?" Ouyang asked, "It's really hard for you." ”

"No, it's not ...... In fact, at that time, I was able to ensure that your body would not be eroded, but if you want to wake up, you can only rely on your own willpower. Deocchisis explained.

"Could it be that something appeared later?" Ouyang immediately reacted.

"Indeed, another god has 'planted' a part of his authority and function in your body, and if you encounter any terrifying and irresistible force, this function will burst out to protect you. ”

"Uh......" Ouyang was able to figure out what had happened, "so you were made to look half-dead at that time?"

"That's pretty much it. Deocis's tone was full of innocence, "I was originally a vassal of Your Excellency, so that power did not cause me any real harm.

But almost all the power I have accumulated in my body has been squeezed dry, and now I can't use some powerful skills for the time being, and I need to recover for a while. I'm sorry Your Excellency. ”

"It's okay......" The corners of Ouyang's eyes twitched, and suddenly an employee cried to the boss and asked if this was an illusion that it was counted as a work injury.