Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

Asylum of the Gods.

[Patient: Lin Qiye]

[Treatment Progress: 2%]

In the seventh ward, on the bed, when Lin Qiye's treatment progress reached 2%.

Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes; they were a pair of scarlet eyes.

Inside the ward, Chaos, who was disguised as Yeland, immediately knelt on the ground and bowed his head to Lin Qiye with utmost piety.

"Welcome back, Lord Azathoth!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye sat up from the hospital bed, his wriggling eyes taking in his current state.

He smiled with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Jiang Ye, who was lying unconscious beside him.

"My plan is almost complete."

"Nyarlathotep, have you obtained control of the hospital?"

Lin Qiye said in an extremely hoarse voice.

Upon hearing this, Chaos, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Lord Azathoth. I don't know how, but the authority of the hospital has been transferred to him."

Chaos points to Jiang Ye, who is trapped in the river of memories.

Lin Qiye frowned, his scarlet eyes darting around rapidly, and he coldly snorted, "Lin Qiye, you're about to die, why are you still struggling?"

"Unfortunately, you gave it to the wrong person."

"Nyarlathotep, you may begin preparing the grand formation. If any further mistakes are made, you may be obliterated from this world."

Chaos nodded hurriedly, "Please rest assured, Lord Azathoth!"

Lin Qiye nodded, turned to look at Jiang Ye by the bedside, and a smile appeared on his lips.

……

In the vortex of memories.

A feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and Jiang Ye slowly opened his eyes, looking around at countless fragments of past memories, somewhat bewildered.

He touched his face with his right hand, "Who am I?"

In his own memory, he was a transmigrator who drowned and then transmigrated to the world of Godslayer.

What does this have to do with Azathoth?

Why does Lin Qiye's treatment progress decrease as my own treatment progress increases?

Have I been assimilating Lin Qiye all along?

Then I am Azathoth...

Jiang Ye's eyes widened, and he clutched his head with both hands, shouting, "Who am I! Who am I!!"

"Who am I?!"

His roar echoed in the vortex of memory, and the surrounding fragments of memory shattered with a crash.

Memory bubbles enveloped the entire space.

Suddenly, a disorienting feeling of spatial displacement jolted Jiang Ye out of his self-absorption.

Jingle Bell--

A very familiar ringtone sounded, and Jiang Ye slowly opened his eyes. He was completely bewildered by the scene before him.

He stood at the gate of a middle school, with several red characters painted on the top of the towering gate.

—Lianyun Middle School!

Jiang Ye shook his groggy head vigorously, and after confirming that he hadn't misread it, he found it hard to believe.

This middle school was the school I attended in my previous life.

I'm back?

Jiang Ye looked at himself in disbelief.

"Hey! There's a newly opened milk tea shop nearby, let's go try it together."

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

"..."

At that moment, the students' noise reached Jiang Ye's ears.

When he looked up, two female students in school uniforms were walking towards him, very close to each other.

Jiang Ye was about to move away, but the next moment...

The two female students actually passed right through his body.

Jiang Ye looked down at his transparent body and suddenly understood something.

This is not the real world, but my own memory.

Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, watching countless students walk out of the school gate, chatting and laughing, as school was over.

Jiang Ye walked into the campus against the flow of people.

As he walked, he came to a deserted corner of the school.

Jiang Ye didn't know why he came here; he just wandered around aimlessly and ended up here.

He was about to change direction and head to the classroom he remembered.

"Damn it, you dare glare at me! You're asking for it!"

"what!"

"Beat him, damn it!"

But the next moment, the sound of punches and kicks came from the dimly lit corner.

Jiang Ye slowly turned around, thought for a moment, and walked into the corner.

In a dimly lit corner, three older students in short-sleeved school uniforms were kicking a boy who was curled up on the ground, clutching his schoolbag.

Jiang Ye stared blankly at this scene, memories of the past flooding his mind.

The boy who was beaten was himself.

This day was also the day he crossed over into the world of Godslayer.

"stop!"

At this moment, the man with the silver chain around his neck made the other two stop.

He squatted down next to Jiang Ye and grabbed his collar.

Snapped!

Then he raised his hand and slapped Jiang Ye across the left cheek, leaving a very conspicuous handprint.

"Jiang Ye, you really want to be a hero, don't you? Then you can take Zhang Heng's place and pay protection money every week."

"Remember, pay the money tomorrow, or I'll break your legs."

The boy patted Jiang Ye's cheek and stood up.

"Pah!" He spat at Jiang Ye, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go teach Zhang Heng a lesson!"

The three of them passed through the Jiangye of memories and gradually walked away.

Jiang Ye stared at himself in the corner, his face bruised and swollen.

He slowly stood up from the corner, his face full of pain, and slowly packed the books scattered on the ground into his worn-out schoolbag.

Jiang Ye stood quietly in place, gazing at his former self.

He remembered that in his previous life he had a close classmate who sat next to him, but was often bullied by older students.

So one time, he helped Zhang Heng, but in return, he faced retaliation from the bullies in the upper grades and became their next target.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and walked over, wanting to pick up the books on the ground, but his ethereal body couldn't touch them at all.

He could only watch as his former self endured the physical pain, picked up the book, and slowly walked out of the dimly lit corner.

Jiang Ye followed behind, all the way to the home that was both familiar and terrifying in his previous life.

Click!

Looking disheveled, I used my key to open the door.

In the lavishly decorated living room, her mother, Zhao Qian, was holding her older sister Jiang Xue's monthly exam results, her face beaming with smiles.

"Xiaoxue, you got a perfect score! You're truly my daughter, unlike that good-for-nothing Jiang Ye."

"Xiaoxue, keep up the good work and strive to get first place in the grade at the end of the semester."

Zhao Qian patted Jiang Xue's head and said, "What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will make it especially for you."

"Really? Then I want braised pork ribs and sweet and sour fish..."

"Okay, okay, Mom will go right away."

Jiang Xue hugged Zhao Qian and said affectionately, "Thank you, Mom."

Zhao Qian nodded indulgently, stood up from the sofa, and was about to go to the kitchen when she saw Jiang Ye standing at the door.

The smile on her face vanished instantly. She glanced at the injuries on Jiang Ye's face and the mud on his body, and frowned.

"Jiang Ye, did you go out to fight?! You're all covered in this mess, do you think your mom doesn't get tired of washing clothes?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye, who was standing at the door, slowly clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "I didn't fight, they beat me up."

Zhao Qian sneered, "Hit you? Then you should reflect on why they only hit you and not others."

“Every time I get such a low score, my mom feels ashamed.”

At the doorway, Jiang Ye clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

"What are you standing there for! Go change your clothes and wash them yourself!"

boom!

Jiang Ye pulled up the door, slammed it shut, and ran out.

Seeing that Jiang Ye still dared to throw a tantrum, Zhao Qian opened the door and yelled, "Jiang Ye, let me tell you, if you dare to run away, don't come back!"

Without pausing, Jiang Ye endured the pain from his wounds and ran frantically away from home.

On one of the rooftops, Jiang Ye, watching his own frantic sprint, his thin figure unable to come to his senses for a long time.

Until, my former self ran out of the residential area, crossed the road, and stopped on the Qujiang Bridge.

He grabbed the railing and climbed over without a moment's hesitation.

Wow!

A huge splash of water erupted as he entered the water, gazing at the gloomy sky with a smile.

Jiang Ye quickly darted to the water's surface, trying to pull up his former self.

But he couldn't hold on, and he sank to the bottom of the river.

Jiang Ye's hands trembled involuntarily as a huge gap was opened in those long-buried memories.

hum!

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation caused time to stop throughout the entire memory world.

The vehicles on the road seemed to have been paused, remaining completely still.

Jiang Ye slowly raised his head. The surrounding scenery was full of cracks, and with a 'crack', it disappeared as if the glass had shattered.

He entered a dark space, with only one light.

It was a strange eyeball at the top of the space, surrounded by countless writhing black tentacles.

Below my eyeballs is my former self.

"Human, are you in pain? Are you in despair?! I feel it, hehehe..."

"Come, as long as you make a contract with me, I can grant all your wishes."

The echoing sounds brought Jiang Ye back to his senses from the suffocating feeling of drowning.

He stared blankly, his eyes devoid of any light, and numbly replied, "Okay!"

He didn't care what it was, he wasn't afraid of death, and there was nothing else worth caring about.

Upon hearing Jiang Ye's answer, the eerie black eyeball emitted a piercing laugh and then asked another question.

What wish do you have?

Jiang Ye said expressionlessly, "Incredibly powerful strength!"

"And...a mother who will always love me!"