A beam of light lit up at the end of the sky, illuminating the dirty earth.

Beside the railway.

Nite, who was facing the horizon, slowly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

Under the moon, the kingdom of light is falling.

In front of him was a monster that had been annihilated and only a mass of ashes remained, as well as a phantom that gradually dissipated.

The phantom looked at Nite, with no hatred in its eyes, only pity.

she says.

"Nite."

"What on earth are you doing?"

Death, disillusionment, and the fallen kingdom of God, all combined under the night, reflected in Nite's eyes.

He prevented Miss Messenger from falling into the abyss, but caused the kingdom of light to fall from the sky, destroying the hopes of the winged people.

The dispersed shadow left only a small piece of feather falling. Nite stretched out his hand and watched the feather fall into his palm.

The feather shines, it is part of the memory of the King of Angels.

Among the feathers, he saw the past of Miss Messenger, and also knew why the kingdom of heaven fell.

He saw the angel king Duma speaking to the angels under the bell tower of heaven.

"I want to be a god who protects everyone at all costs."

"A God who is kind and loving to us."

The "god" he once believed in but hated so much was dead.

Nite did not feel happy.

The other party had naive expectations and beautiful dreams, and died on the eve of the success of his ideals.

She is the god that Nite once expected and hoped for.

But until the end, she failed to become a god.

Suddenly, the words that the messenger lady had spoken in the past rang in his ears.

"Perhaps, gods are not omnipotent."

"Sometimes she can't do everything well and answer every prayer?"

Nite stared at all this blankly, until he could no longer see any light in his eyes.

He seemed to be completely swallowed up by the shadow of laziness, and his eyes turned into complete nothingness.

That shadow is no longer behind him, or even his shadow, but is becoming him.

At the same time, you can also see that Nite is gradually turning into that shadow.

The outline of the shadow under his feet became more and more obvious, and Nite's body was gradually stained with darkness.

Shadow said: "Nite, you succeeded."

"The King of Hell is the final winner. He took away everything in the Kingdom of Heaven, and you have part of the authority of the Bottle of Original Sin."

The other party urges Nite forward, drives Nite forward, and controls Nite forward.

They walked towards the Kingdom of Heaven in the distance, watching the Kingdom of Heaven break into two pieces, watching the seal in the bottle completely activated, and the bottle of original sin becoming more and more solid.

It seems that the artifacts from the ancient times are really about to be completely reappeared.

Shadow said.

"Now, you go forward and share the fruit."

"You can become a god."

As Nate walked by, his foot caught the messenger bag that had fallen to the ground, but he walked forward regardless, letting the strap of the messenger bag wrap tightly around his feet.

Nite kept walking forward, as if he had completely lost himself.

There was more and more black on his body, gradually covering his hands and his face.

It seems.

The shadow of sloth seems to be swallowing up Nite, and he will completely become a part of original sin.

Not to become original sin, but to be swallowed up by it.

Nite seemed to be unable to see or feel anything, and his heart was completely immersed in the past.

He thought of many things and his own life.

When he was young, his mother asked him to work hard to learn magic. When he grew up, he became stronger for revenge.

I want to become a god for the sake of the dead, and I want to become a god to save everything.

This time.

He looked at himself very clearly from another perspective.

He constantly worked hard for others and was constantly pushed forward by others. He never truly lived for himself for a moment.

He is burdened with the fate given by others, some of which are real expectations, and some of which are empty deceptions. He is like a puppet without self.

Pictures of his life continued to flow by, and finally he saw himself arriving outside the Covenant City.

The messenger lady stood in front of his window and told him what was happening around him.

"Did you hear that?"

"An ice fairy has come to our country."

Nite: "Fairy?"

The messenger girl smiled and said: "It's not the forest fairy or the lake fairy in the previous legends, it's the ice and snow fairy."

Nite: "What's the difference?"

The messenger lady said: "I heard they can turn back time."

Nite didn't believe that even the gods could not do such a thing: "How is it possible!"

The messenger lady did not refute: "But it sounds wonderful, doesn't it? Who wouldn't want to have the ability to turn back time? It would be nice to even fantasize about it."

"After all, most of us can't actually meet a fairy!"

"What does it have to do with what is true and what is false?"

Beside the railway track, the hook of the messenger bag hung on the sleeper of the track, holding Nate back.

Nite stopped, and the darkness covering his face and eyelids also suddenly stopped.

His penis flashed with a faint light, and he suddenly spoke.

"she says."

"What on earth did I do?"

Nite looked at the messenger bag at his feet and said slowly.

"Yeah, what on earth have I been doing all this time?"

"What exactly do I want?"

"I tried hard again and again, struggled desperately again and again, and finally pushed everyone into darkness."

"The harder I try to do something, the more I make everything worse."

"if!"

"My mother and I didn't go to the ceremony. People in the town should still be alive, right?"

"If I had not sacrificed to the King of Hell, no one would have died, nor would they have fallen into hell and wandered in the desolation of eternal night!"

"If I hadn't come here..."

Finally, Nite picked up the messenger bag at his feet.

He raised his head.

His eyes passed over the desolate and silent land, past the city with no lights anymore, and looked towards the collapsed Kingdom of Light in the distance.

He had no expression, but his boyish eyes revealed extreme despair and pain.

Nite couldn't count how many people died because of his arrival, and he didn't dare to think about it.

At least, that is a number that cannot be saved even if he becomes a god, nor can it be restored or made up for.

And he seemed to understand that continuing to move forward was just falling from one abyss into another.

No matter what he did, it seemed impossible to get what he wanted.

He stood on the ground, motionless.

Do you still want to move forward?
To be continued...