Back to the Future 1999: Raining at the Same Time

"Sister! Let go! Let me go!"

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the basement corridor. The Snow Girl covered her cheeks in disbelief, and when she looked up, she saw her sister's eyes filled with tears.

"Didn't I tell you not to mess with humans?"

"If anything happens to you..."

The demon spirit called sister hugged the snow girl in her arms, her body trembling slightly with fear.

In this situation, the Snow Girl also hugged her sister.

"Okay, okay, I'm here...it's okay."

Suddenly holding the snow girl's face close to her eyes, the sister stared into her eyes.

"Let's go and see the clan leader. Don't say the wrong thing later."

The Snow Girl's eyes shifted slightly, and her sister's hand prevented her from turning her head to the side. She could only agree awkwardly:

“I…I know.”

Pushing open the door of the clan hall, the most prestigious demons in the clan are all here.

The four demons who had previously surrounded Chen Xi were also in this place.

One of them stretched her claws to her mouth and was cleaning the blood stains bit by bit, but her expression was more of enjoyment and pride than disgust.

Drops of blood mixed with saliva fell to the ground, spreading quietly, just like someone's life gradually fading away.

"Clan leader."

The Snow Girl stood in the center of the conference hall, facing the deepest part.

The flickering spiritual fire could not illuminate the figure in the darkness, but it did not prevent the sound from being heard.

Ethereal and captivating, if a human could hear her words, this would definitely be his first reaction.

The pulling feeling, as if the soul was being gradually pulled out of the body, made it difficult for anyone to stand in her presence for more than three sentences.

"Xue Ji..."

When her name was called, she lowered her head and was willing to accept any punishment.

"You are the smallest and most special individual in our group."

"The essential inspiration is spiritual, but the external manifestation is ice attribute."

"You should know your importance..."

"I am willing to accept any punishment!"

Before the patriarch could finish his sermon, the Snow Girl had already expressed her attitude. After all, it was just a small matter like cleaning the altar and educating the newly born little demons. After living here for so many years, she had already figured out her grandmother's temperament.

As long as she behaves well, she can go find Chen Xi again in a few days!

"Any punishment..."

Now the Snow Girl no longer has any desire to stay here. She just wants to go out and complete the task as soon as possible so that she can continue her daily peeping life.

"That human was severely injured by your fourth sister, but he's probably not dead..."

The fourth sister, who was still licking her paws, immediately raised her head, showing her bloody fangs and looking at the Snow Girl, showing her hands.

"Would you like some? Hehehe~"

"what!"

"Did you kill him?"

"Quiet!"

A soul-stirring roar came from the depths of the hall, immediately quelling the riot that was still in its budding stage.

"We are not human! We will not kill at will!"

After softening his tone slightly, the patriarch continued to order the punishment for the snow girl.

"Your mission is to destroy all the facilities he has built in the forest and force him to leave the forest."

"This is our last mercy. If he dares to resist..."

"Xueji, just kill him!"

The last sentence was obviously filled with anger. The words were like arrows and pierced the Snow Girl's heart with spiritual inspiration, leaving her unable to squeeze out a word of objection.

"Yes……"

He quietly agreed, but none of the rebuttals he had prepared at first came out of his mouth.

He turned stiffly and walked away from the depths of the altar step by step.

"Hanamu, follow her."

"The Snow Girl is still young and doesn't understand many things. You are the eldest sister and you need to take care of her."

"Yes!"

Rusarji, wearing a rose on her head, bowed her head respectfully and her body gradually turned into grass and disappeared into the cracks between the bricks and stones.

After everyone had left the room, a helpless sigh was heard from the mysterious darkness.

The owner of the voice gradually walked out of the shadows, and her wrinkled cheeks told of the lady's aging.

Except for her attainments in the mystical arts, everything else about her is going downhill, and perhaps she will soon die.

He skillfully opened a secret compartment in the center of the hall, and a sarcophagus quietly appeared in sight.

Kneeling reverently, the elderly conservative chanted the ancient prophecy:

Time is broken and the world collapses

Everything in the world turns to nothingness

A child born with a mission

Soaked in the blood of God

Complete your mission

This is a prophecy that has been passed down since the birth of this ethnic group. It is a prophecy engraved in their blood!

The power of blood forced them to bring every mutated individual in the family here without any resistance to be immersed in the blood of God.

The silver divine blood would enhance their power, extend their lifespan, or reveal their mission... and so on for countless generations.

However, it is difficult for every Lusarji to truly know what their destiny is before leaving this world!

This went on for generations, accepting favors but struggling to fulfill their responsibilities. This torment and anxiety tormented every clan leader almost endlessly. Until—they opened the sarcophagus lid, and the silvery liquid barely covered the bottom...

This may be the last time, the last time for their tribe to receive God's blessing, the last time they have the opportunity to understand the meaning of their tribe's existence.

Closing the coffin lid, the patriarch sighed.

"Humanity……"

The Rusarj are definitely not a warlike race, and have even extended a helping hand to humans many times in history.

But every time... I was ruthlessly betrayed!

Even though they can communicate, even though they have similar appearances, a demon is still a demon, a monster!

Humans always utter these words as they carelessly kick open door after door, dragging out their companions whom they call livestock...

In the history of Lusarji, there have been more than eighty mutated individuals, of whom more than sixty were captured by humans and used as special auction items on the black market.

Among the wealthy, there is no shortage of perverts who like exotic animals.

Every, every night with flames rising to the sky was deeply imprinted in her mind. Mission, responsibility, God, everything seemed a little thin compared to life.

They just want to survive and fulfill their destiny.

Are they wrong just because they are monsters?

Just like her own destiny, no one can answer this question. Such discrimination and exploitation also exist among the human race that she hates.

Humans and mystics...are they really going to fight to the death?

Another long sigh, for his dying life, for the destiny that he was powerless to understand.

……

The same thoughts echoed in the Snow Girl's mind. Is it really impossible for humans and demons to coexist?

How could she, who is still inexperienced in the world, know that human nature is complicated and life is difficult?

I can only let these unanswerable questions torture myself over and over again.

Walking out of the basement corridor and looking along the wall of the altar towards the Chenxi Camp, there was blood... a large patch of dark red blood.

Good news, he's not here. Bad news...he's not here.

"Chen Xi..."

Silently chanting his name, the Snow Girl rushed towards him at her fastest speed.

"At least... don't let me see him with my own eyes, covered in wounds."

……