[God Seal] Rebellion

Contradictory, I should have thought of it long ago.Because from the very beginning, my father's attitude towards me was different from that of other fathers in Odin Town towards their children.

He was not that kind or loving to me.Even the training like throwing me into the ant's nest was merciless.Originally, I only thought it was because my father had too high expectations of me, and hoped that my future achievements could inherit the glory of the Long family and make outstanding contributions to mankind.But thinking about it now—in fact, it was because from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that I would die as a sharp knife piercing the night.

In the beginning, he didn't think of me as his son at all, but as a son of the enemy, a weapon he tried his best to make sharper and easier to use.

I really don't know what kind of expression I should show after learning about these things.Although my father never told me bluntly what he thought back then, after my mother passed away, I gradually discovered many things that were wrong after carefully recalling and reviewing some information at that time.

And the thing that hurts me the most, almost makes me lose my composure.Back then when we forced our way into the Star Demon Tower, my father was actually in Xincheng!If he wanted to, he could have stopped our recklessness.But—he didn't.This is also the place where I can't forgive my father the most.

He wants me dead, and I can understand that.After all, he thought I was the child of the Demon God Emperor, and that the Demon God Emperor had defiled his mother.But, did he think about my mates?Have you ever thought about how much loss it would be to people if the Demon God Emperor wiped out our entire demon hunting team?

Who can know what kind of heartache I felt when I opened my eyes in the Tower of Eternity and saw the phantom of Cai'er, whose body was soaked in blood and cold sweat, and whose heart was absent?Who can know, what kind of painful self-reproach I felt when I learned that Cai'er was carrying me behind my back, kowtowing step by step, kneeling on the Tongtian Road?And who can know what kind of grief and anger I felt when I learned that my father was by our side and could completely save us from this disaster? !

No one knows, all the anger and sorrow can only be tasted by myself.No matter how wrong my parents are, they still have the grace to support me.I had no position to hate them—what's more, my father was just blinded by hatred, and my mother just chose a natal family that could give her more warmth and care.

Things have come to this point—all I can hate is my own weakness.If I am strong enough, I can keep my Haoyue; if I am strong enough, I can protect all the people around me who want to protect; if I am strong enough, human beings will not be destroyed.

But, the truth is, I'm not strong enough.Therefore, I can only watch the tragedies around me play out one after another, but I can't stop it, and I'm powerless to stop it.

At night, I looked at Cai'er who was sleeping soundly on my lap, and the tenderness in my heart was mixed with a trace of bitterness.

Once upon a time, Caier and I drew a blueprint for the future together.After the humans defeat the demons, regain the lost land, and peace comes again, Cai'er and I will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion.Build a small log cabin, plant flowers around it, have a few more children, and our family will be together in harmony.

At that time, there was no war and no responsibilities. Cai'er and I were no longer the pillars of the Human Federation, but an ordinary couple, raising our own children and the crystallization of our love.Our children don't have to be strong, but they must be safe and happy...

However, everything has come to naught now.It is impossible for us to achieve our dreams in this lifetime.

I know that if Cai'er and I can compromise, we can still spend the rest of our lives in peace and stability.We can still build a log cabin, grow flowers, and raise our children.

However, Cai'er and I couldn't let it go.Our relatives and friends who died tragically in the war will always be a knot in our hearts that cannot be untied.Cai'er can't let go of the death of her great-grandfather and parents, I can't let go of the death of the teachers of the Knight Temple and my partners, and I can't let go of the hatred of the destruction of mankind.Therefore, our dream can only be a dream...

Lowering my head, I gently kissed Cai'er's forehead, muttering in my heart. 'Cai'er, if there is an afterlife, let's be husband and wife again.I hope that in the next life, we can be born in a peaceful and prosperous world.That way, no death, no sacrifice, a lifetime of peace and joy. '

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☆、BE ending

The thin figure looked extremely lonely against the brilliance of the night pearl, and the dull orange-red long hair scattered on the black robe, making the person even more haggard.

Vasago was leaning against the table, flipping through volumes of official documents, his deeply furrowed brows and tired expression all revealed the difficulty of the things he was dealing with.Looking at it, he suddenly raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, coughed lowly, drips of cold sweat pooled on his forehead, and slowly slipped down.

After a while, the coughing gradually stopped.Vasago's hanging fingers were stained with a shocking bright red.But he himself didn't realize it, he just numbly wiped off the blood between his fingers and the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, and continued to focus on the pile of documents in front of him.

He coughed up blood, it was nothing more than long-term fatigue and the overdraft of the big prophecy that affected the chronic illnesses in his body that had accumulated over the years.

The handsome face was pale, and even the starry eyes that seemed to be able to see through all the haze in the world lost their light.At this moment, Vasago is like a puppet who has lost his soul, only relying on instinct and perseverance to control the torn demons.

After recovering their memory, the first thing Agares and Vasago did was to stop chasing and killing the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan.Even if they know, as long as they don't die for a day, the remaining clansmen of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan will not let it go.But after recalling everything, how could they issue a kill order against the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan?

However, such a choice also caused them to suffer many assassinations during these days.The Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan was once the largest race of the Demon Clan, and they couldn't be more familiar with Xincheng.It is not difficult to infiltrate Heart City, Moon Demon Palace and Star Demon Palace quietly.

Coupled with the fact that humans broke the contract, Vasago knew that it was a matter of human rights to agree to rule the river with them, and he did not expect humans to keep their promises.After all, whether it is human beings or demons, the hatred between the two races has long been higher than the sky and deeper than the sea, and it is impossible to resolve it.

However, Vasago did not expect that human beings would break the contract so quickly...

Thinking of how in the Moon Demon Palace, because of successive intensive assassinations and years of battles, he finally couldn't suppress Agares who was lying on the couch in a state of illness, Vasago couldn't even smile wryly.

They really didn't expect that it would be so difficult to govern the demons.What's more, they didn't even have the ability to let the demons survive the crisis.

After finally approving all the official documents, Vasago sat on the chair, stroked the black robe on his body, and was lost in thought.

Black was originally his least favorite color. He always felt that black was dull and depressing, so black was definitely not a color that could appear in his wardrobe.However, this color is the most common on Fengxiu.Even in heavy black, Fengxiu's temperament is enough to make everyone notice him immediately.Even the coldest black can be dressed brightly by him.

Therefore, Vasago, who couldn't clearly miss Fengxiu, and felt that he was not qualified to miss Fengxiu, had to use some details in his life to reduce his lovesickness.

For example——change to the black color that I never touched before, imitate Fengxiu's appearance, and deal with the boring and cumbersome statistics with patience.

Thinking about it, a stabbing pain in his heart dragged Vasago back to reality.He stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and smiled wryly, his body was almost reaching its limit.He didn't know how many more years he could last, five years?ten years?Could it be that the heavens are going to deprive him of the chance to redeem himself?

He is not afraid of death, anyway, living now is just suffering.What he was afraid of was that he would not see Fengxiu after his death, that he would not be able to say "I'm sorry" to Fengxiu himself, and that he would bring countless sins to see Fengxiu.

The thin lips trembled slightly, and Vasago moved his lips, wanting to call "Brother", but he couldn't get those two simple words out of his mouth.I don't have the qualifications to call Fengxiu big brother, and even - I don't have the courage to call Fengxiu like that again.

The room was silent, except for the sound of water drops falling to the ground, which was very clear...

The violet hair fell to the ground in strands, and the young man lingering on the sick bed has long lost the vigor and radiance of the past.Coughing lowly, the silver-blue blood stained the long hair and quilt, but he didn't have the energy to wipe it off.

At this moment, Agares could clearly feel that his vitality was disappearing little by little.His strength seemed to be emptied by some invisible thing, and Agares stared blankly at the curtain above him, not daring to close his eyes no matter how tired he was.

Because he was afraid of seeing Fengxiu in his dream, afraid of seeing Fengxiu's dying look and the blood splashing all over his body.It was his nightmare, his inescapable nightmare.He once thought about forgetting these, thinking about recalling those happy memories when he was with Fengxiu.

However, after countless reincarnations in the long river of time, his memories of Fengxiu have long been stained with blood that cannot be washed away.Every time I think about it, it is the harm to the loved one.Every time I think about it, it's the slices of blood.

However, in recent days, he seems to have dreamed about his elder brother more and more... Staring at the corner of the curtain, Agares was in a daze.Does this mean that his time is numbered?Just like Vasago, he is not afraid of death now, but living is a kind of torture for him.

He is alive now, just to atone for his sins, just to give his last effort to the demons.Only when he can't hold on anymore can he die.Is it like this, can a little redeem some sins?

Agares didn't know, but he was looking forward to it from the bottom of his heart.Slowly exerting force on the fingers holding the brocade quilt, Agares thought complicatedly. 'Brother, if we can really meet in Wangchuan, will you—will you forgive us? '

There is no solution to this question, but Agares is looking forward to it sincerely, looking forward to Fengxiu's understanding.Although he knew that this was just an extravagant wish, it was enough to make him and Vasago fantasize and wait for it.

Decades later, after Vasago died of illness, he met Agares who was waiting for Fengxiu on the bank of the River of Forgotten.They looked at each other, turned around in silence, and went to look for each other.They didn't know if Fengxiu went to reincarnation, because they were afraid of missing Fengxiu, so they decided to look for Fengxiu.

For decades, centuries, or even thousands of years, they have been looking for the slender figure in their dreams.Until the end, they finally gave up in despair.Sitting on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness, staring at the hazy mist in the distance.They stopped looking because they knew they couldn't find Fengxiu here.

So, they are waiting.He hoped that one day, Fengxiu's soul would step into the river of forgetfulness and come to them.

Decades and hundreds of years have passed like this, and they have long lost count of how many souls passed by their side, but from the beginning to the end, they did not wait for the person they wanted to wait for.

The soul gradually becomes transparent, and finally loses the power to resist the pull of samsara, and falls into samsara.What they got in the end was nothing but cold despair.They didn't know that the person they had been waiting for had already been here when they first stepped into the River of Forgetfulness.

However, that person did not show up to meet them, or, from a certain point of view, that person was no longer the person they had been waiting for.

The long silver hair swayed with a cold blue light, the sea-blue robe corners slid across the coquettish bright red petals on the other side, and the light brown pupils that were as transparent as amber looked at the waiting girl without a trace of emotion. the soul of man.The young man slowly opened his thin lips and spoke to the people around him. "Everything at the beginning was just obsession. As early as the moment I died, the so-called love calamity should be eliminated."

That relationship, of course, can't be taken as real.

Whispering like this in the bottom of my heart, suppressing the unbearable entanglement, the beautiful silver-haired young man turned around and left, leaving only the flirtatious petals whirling and flying with the wind.

Life sighed lightly, Wushang stopped for a while, then turned and left.

What you sow, what you reap.Since what is planted is harm, then——the bitter wine of despair, naturally one can only savor it slowly by oneself.

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