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Is this...the Sea of Original Sin?
Looking at the shocking scenery in front of me, my heart was calm and emotionless.
This was not my intention. I actually wanted to be shocked, curious, alert, and say something, even if it meant a meaningless exclamation.
However, before all of this could come out from the heart or come out from the throat, it was gently soothed.
Just like in front of you, the sea of original sin is a calm sea.
Calm, so calm that it even makes people panic. Even stagnant water and stagnant water will occasionally ripple and reflect the color of the sky. However, on such an endless sea surface, there is not a trace of water texture or reflection color.
The only thing that can be seen is the hazy gray fog curling away from the sea. This is probably the source of the gray fog that envelopes the entire abyss.
But if Aiwa'er hadn't told me, I would have suspected that this was actually a mirror embedded in the ground, a gray mirror.
It seems that everything here, on that dead sea level with no fluctuations, has sunk deeply. The joys, anger, sorrows, emotions, and even sounds, light, air, elements, and time do not exist, but are meaningless. People feel that it is like the Wangchuan River and Mengpo Tang that makes people forget everything.
The gray sea of mirrors extends to the end beyond the reach of the eye. At the end, the sea surface seems to suddenly become vertical at 90 degrees, as if it is going up against the sky, and it seems to be falling straight down. Only by careful observation can you vaguely see that it is gray. of mist.
At the end of the sea, a layer of sky-like gray mist connects the sky to the sea, forming an insurmountable barrier that envelops the Sea of Original Sin.
What if the entire hell was surrounded by the Sea of Original Sin, and the Sea of Original Sin was surrounded by this layer of vertical sky, like a gray mist of tangible objects, with chaotic, impenetrable ink-colored clouds overhead.
So, isn't hell like a closed birdcage?
There are still gaps in the birdcage, but here it looks like a birdcage completely covered by black cloth.
This kind of thinking that was about to rise to a philosophical level obviously exceeded the limit of my IQ. I decisively gave up on deeper exploration and subconsciously took a few steps forward to reach the edge of the earth and the mirror.
As expected, I couldn't see my own reflection on the gray sea surface, which was flatter than a mirror. I even suspected that the scenery in front of me was not reflected at all in my pupils.
His eyes couldn't even see through the sea to see what was under the sea.
This is supposed to be a creepy thing, just like deep sea phobia. Facing the unfathomable and unreachable seabed, you are afraid of what terrible existence is below.
Maybe it's a gigantic giant thing in the sea, quietly swimming under your feet, causing your SAN value to zero in an instant, or maybe it's a ferocious demon that chooses people to devour, silently scurrying out from under the darkness, opening its mouth wide enough to swallow a small mountain at you. A huge shark-toothed mouth, or a grotesque and terrifying sea monster, silently extending its thousand-meter tentacles towards you.
However, staring at the sea, I feel extremely calm inside. Perhaps it is because of the effect of the Sea of Original Sin that even my phobia of the deep sea has been cured. Perhaps it is because...
This gray, mirror-flat, misty sea makes me feel... extraordinarily friendly?
kind?
Yes, yes, this feeling is intimacy.
To describe it accurately, it should be a kindness that makes me feel missed.
What do you miss?
I squatted down, stretched out my hand, and slowly explored the water. My fingertips touched lightly on the seawater and then retracted instantly. The cold touch that came back was like really poking a mirror, and there was no sway where my fingertips touched. There is no water mark at all.
The second time, I let go of my courage and submerged half of my finger into the water. This half finger seemed to have entered another dimension on the opposite side of the mirror. Such a big movement still failed to break the calmness of the sea.
This strange feeling made me quickly pull my hand away, and when I saw that my fingers were still there, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I originally thought that the Sea of Original Sin, as the final resting place of monsters in the abyss after death, would inevitably be filled with evil and extremely evil. Every drop of water contained the evil thoughts of thousands and hundreds of monsters, which was enough to corrode the body and soul, leaving People fall instantly, and I am ready to transform into the Holy Moon Wolf at any time.
But...unexpectedly, when I touched it with my fingers, I didn't feel the slightest sinful desire in the water. Is it because it has reached the extreme, and the extreme of things must be reversed?
I even felt a holy breath that was purer than an angel? ! ! !
No, no, no, things must be reversed at their extremes, but they cannot be like this. It must be my illusion.
Can this really be called a "sea"?
Staring at the gray sea, I fell into deep thought. Perhaps because I was closer or because of contact, the nostalgic intimacy became stronger. In a trance, I didn't notice it.
A warm tear quietly fell from the cheek and dripped on the sea.
The sea surface, which had no reaction at all even when pressed with a finger, suddenly made slight ripples as the drop of tear fell.
As if something that has been fixed for hundreds of thousands of years has been broken, this circle of ripples is like the flapping wings of a butterfly. Instead of disappearing with the spread, it continues to grow and become more intense as it spreads, turning into countless waves. Ten circles, hundreds of circles, tens of millions of circles, hundreds of millions of circles, eventually turned into an unstoppable storm. The Sea of Original Sin began to boil, the gray ocean gradually cracked, and countless rays of light burst out from the cracks.
Before I had time to react, I was enveloped and engulfed in white light. My consciousness was floating up and down, and I was sucked into a huge whirlpool. Gradually, gradually...
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"Ding ding, ding ding ding, ding ding ding——"
Amidst the rhythmic and skillful tapping sounds, my consciousness gradually became clearer, but it was still hazy and uncontrollable. It was as if my eyes had only opened a slit, the scenery was hazy, and it kept swinging violently up and down, left and right, and the sounds coming from my ears were also blurry. Sometimes distant, sometimes close, intermittent, it's like watching an extremely crude and inferior image.
As far as the eye can see, there is a red fire, a square furnace, iron felt, a pool of water, as well as large and small hammers, pliers, etc.
With thousands of years of experience in testing the world, I instantly judged that this should be a blacksmith shop, but the conditions and facilities were too simple. It was still open-air, without even a shed. Is it fun to blacksmith in the rain?
I want to see the surrounding scenery, but after all, it is just a "bad image". As a third party, the camera does not rotate according to my own will. I can only guess through the vague corner shots. It is a mountain lodge surrounded by greenery.
It wasn't until a faint crisp sound was heard that the "camera" moved away from the dull fire and iron felt and turned to the side.
Only then did I realize that my meaning might be "attached" to someone.
In the blur, a girl appeared in the forest path, waving her hands towards her. A strong joy from the heart surged into her heart, and even her possessed self could feel it.
The girl was holding a basket in her hand, saying something as she walked over and crossed the forest path to "himself". At this time, with blurred vision, the girl's face was finally seen clearly.
It was an unforgettably dazzling, heroic, and beautiful face. Compared to describing it with words like sinking fish and falling geese, overwhelming the country and the city, although it is suitable, it seems to be something more prominent and a more suitable rhetoric.
Like a girl shrouded in light, she is filled with purity, warmth, and peace. The colorful sunlight shining through the leaves falls on her, and her smooth white and red skin reflects a faint brilliance, making her look like she has been caught by a Wrapped in a halo, he looks like a saint.
Paired with the gem pendant on the girl's snow-white and attractive chest, it is like a scepter inlaid with gems, becoming more perfect, holy, and dazzling, making people unable to take their eyes away, but they can't help but lower their heads in shame and fear. His own eyes desecrated this purity and beauty.
The girl came to the front, her mouth opened and closed slightly, as if she was very familiar with "him". She kept chatting about something, her voice was intermittent, and she could never get a complete message. It was annoying, and she could only start from the intermittent conversation. Get some preliminary understanding from the sound.
First of all, the owner of the body he is attached to is a young man. You can tell by the voice. The young man seems to be an orphan, and he and the girl are childhood sweethearts. The two grew up in a small village where elves and humans coexist peacefully.
But at some point, the young man was given the ominous nickname of the Devil's Son and was kicked out of the village. He had no choice but to live in seclusion in the forest. He worked as a blacksmith and hammered away every day.
The girl with unparalleled purity and extraordinary heroic spirit put down the basket of black bread, picked up a long sword and waved it with a fighting spirit.
"You should put down the hammer and learn martial arts with me. Only strong strength can fight against those demons."
"The weapons I forge can also help everyone deal with demons, can't they?"
"Since the village is unwilling to accept you, why don't we run away from home together and save the world? I will be the savior and you will be my knight."
"Your gender is definitely wrong. How can any girl scream and kill every day?"
"I don't want to learn magic. Magic can't save the continent. I want to create new power that can save this sad world where demons are raging!"
"I understand, I understand, you want to be the second woman to the Elf King."
"Come, eat this piece of black bread, and you will be my knight from now on."
"I think you will be very good at deception and abduction in the future."
The scene changes...
It was still red, but it was not the crimson of a fire, but the dark red of blood and raging fire all over the ground.
The sounds of fighting, screams, roars, and roars filled my ears in such a chaotic manner that I, who was originally resentful of the intermittent sounds, wished I could turn off the sounds.
As far as the eye could see, the boy held the girl tightly in his arms, huddled at the end of the corner, surrounded by corpses, ruined walls, burning houses, wheat fields, and livestock pens, forming an apocalyptic scene.
What is more terrifying than the end of the world is the hell demons all around. They eat corpses, tear apart livestock, and slaughter all life in small villages.
Then, with blood-stained butcher knives and sharp claws, they slowly surrounded them.
Seeing this, the young man, whose teeth were chattering, hugged the girl who was struggling in his arms tighter.
In the end, these demons from hell suddenly stopped and seemed to ignore the boy and girl. After destroying the entire village, they disappeared.
The pouring rain poured down, soaking the boys and girls who were still huddled in the corner, shivering from the cold, making them even weaker and helpless.
"Why……"
The girl buried her head in her arms and stopped struggling. Her fingers were clasped against the wall, dripping with blood.
"Why don't you resist..."
"Why don't you save everyone..."
"Aren't you the son of the devil?"
"The devil won't attack you, will he?"
"Why don't you tell them to stop."
"Why……"
"I'm so weak..."
"Dad...Mom..."
The scene changes again...
The girl has become a high-ranking figure, as if she is in the clouds. She has mastered and spread the powerful power she created with her own hands. She has countless loyal knights and followers around her. She makes full use of this power to kill demons and save the world.
The childhood-like vows and dreams of the past have now become reality.
The young man has turned into a slovenly uncle. Instead of becoming a respected blacksmith, the nickname Son of the Devil has spread like wildfire. He is known to the world and is despised. If not for the protection of the girl, he stays by his side in the name of surveillance. , I am afraid that he has already been executed by stoning and burning at the stake.
Although they are still together, their status is completely different.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that the boy... no, the uncle is still banging in front of the stove every day, and the girl, who is already of noble status, still comes over every day to talk about her troubles.
"I was suddenly very curious, where did the hell demons we have been fighting and hating come from?"
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"They actually come from our hearts, do you think it's ridiculous? It turns out that we have been fighting with ourselves and hating ourselves. What a big joke. Apart from you, I don't know who else to say these words to. What have we been doing over the years and for what purpose?”
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"No matter what, I still want to protect...protect everyone, protect this world, and destroy the devil."
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"Devils originate from the sins of human beings. There is no way to completely eliminate them, unless...unless humans are eliminated. Is there no other way? It cannot be completely eliminated, but at least we can prevent them from continuing to invade the mainland."
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"Gathering the power and technology of the entire continent, we finally mastered the way to hell, but it still doesn't work. Hell is filled with the negative atmosphere of chaos, and the demons born there are also extremely chaotic, and there is no way to start."
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"You said, if hell can be established like us humans, and order can be established, the situation of demon invasion will be better... Oh, what am I talking about in my sleep?"
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The girl stared blankly at the note on the cold stove, tears constantly pouring out of her beautiful eyes.
[Dear Saya, you have asked me many times, what is my dream? Now I can tell you, my dream is that your dream can come true, so now, I am going to realize my dream - Fan Keep】
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