It was a powerful explosion, like the wailing of thousands of ghosts in hell, or like the explosion at the beginning of the universe, with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, all things roaring, and a great creature falling here. It used its last life to roar for revenge on the whole world.
'It's just a container... It's just a container!!'
All the light was hidden in the clouds at that moment. With the death of the God of Light, the sky and the earth fell into darkness. There was no sound of wind, rain or water, only...
In the deep, dark clouds, there seemed to be the heartbeat of something being conceived.
Boom.
Knock knock.
"The God of Light is dead." Lucian stood on the cliff, looking at the sky with no expression on his face.
His tone was so calm, as if he had already anticipated this outcome. Number Two smiled and said, "Congratulations. At least it's better than Wade's death, isn't it?"
The old gods fell, and the new gods were about to be born. Lucian remembered the prophecy in the introduction of "God's Fall". When the new god was born, the sky would break open, the new god would open his eyes, and the world would be filled with light.
"What do you think about us taking one last look at the moment of His birth and then going back?" said Number Two.
Lucian did not answer.
But the new light that should have appeared as predicted by the creation of the world did not appear. Instead, the clouds in the sky took on a dark red color, as if the entire sky was bleeding. In the dark clouds were deep red and strange colored lights.
Number Two was stunned. She said, "This is..."
The clouds rolled and pressed lower and lower, and it looked like the world in the sky was pressing down on the world below. The clouds kept rolling and finally rolled up the bodies of the two people. Number Two frowned slightly and saw a mass of something that could no longer be identified falling from the sky!
The creature seemed to have millions of eyes and hands, and was surrounded by a large amount of black fog. She could vaguely see that the core of the creature seemed to be a human figure. The human figure struggled and roared, as if something was trying to peel off a part of him, but he would rather drag the sky down, dragging the vortex that was like a wind column and a crack in the sky, than peel it off.
This grand, terrifying, yet strangely beautiful scene shocked Number Two for a moment. She said, "Number Five..."
"He wants me to forget him, but he himself can't bear to forget me." Lucian said, "He refuses to become a god."
"… "
"But there is no way. The divine blood has already merged, and fate cannot be reversed."
"He'll die," said Number Two.
Lucian looked at the charred human figure. The figure was being dragged by the sky, but was still trying to crawl towards him. At that moment, he suddenly said, "Number Two."
"Um?"
Number Two suddenly broke into Lucian's smile. Lucian looked at her and actually smiled. His smile was gentle and relieved: "I know you are actually a kind person, so I'm sorry to bother you."
"What can I trouble you for?"
Lucian said nothing, but he jumped out of the protective shield and ran towards the charred human figure!
His speed was so fast, like a gust of wind, or like a swallow that had broken free from its shackles, running towards the blue sky he longed for. Outside the protective shield was a burning, poisonous miasma. Number Two saw with his own eyes that the ends of his hair had turned black due to the burning, and there were burns on his arms. She shouted, "What are you doing! Number Five!"
She didn't have time to say more. Number Five's speed slowed down due to the erosion of poisonous gas and heat. Bloodstains appeared on his face and his steps became unsteady. The storm outside the protective shield was so fierce that he fell to the ground and injured his ankle, but he still stumbled and walked to the side of the humanoid.
Those poisonous gases, strong winds, and heat should be enough to kill people, Lucian thought. No one can break into the realm of God.
But as he walked along, every wound on his body healed at the fastest speed, because...
The contract of death that felt hot on his back.
Even now, the marks Vader had left on him were transferring all his wounds to his body.
Without this, he would not have been able to reach him safely.
He sat down next to Vader.
The figure was still looking forward, and it seemed that it was no longer conscious. Lucian knelt beside him and put his head on his knees. He held him and let his eyes look at him.
"I'm not pretty, and I'm not clean anymore," he said. "Wade, do you still recognize me?"
The charred figure looked at him.
"I promised you a gift, and I don't have anything commendable or nice. I thought about it for a long time, and finally, I decided... Now, I give you the best thing I have ever had," he said.
Lucian began to vomit, and blood flowed from the corner of his lips. When No. 2 realized what No. 5 was doing, her eyes were bloodshot. She even rushed out of the protective shield without caring about being injured, and shouted: "You are crazy..."
She saw the thing that No. 5 had taken out of her body.
It was a multi-petal lotus-shaped ball of light, each petal like an ice crystal. Under the cloudy and dim sky, it was like the only, small, bright and clean light source. It was stained with No. 5's blood, but No. 5 held it carefully in his palm.
The charred figure kept looking at him.
Number Five stretched out his hand and let the ball of light fall. He pretended that he did not hear the heart-wrenching cry of his system coming from the ball of light.
The ball of light fell on the forehead of the figure, illuminating the entire figure at that moment. The vortex that was originally dragging the figure and pulling him into the darkness also retreated backwards as if it was burned.
It was the best gift he ever had.
Everything he had, everything that had rebuilt him, saved him, given him a new life, new self-esteem, new identity.
Able to pull anyone out of a hopeless fate... The contract and identity of the quick traveler.
With it, Vader could escape his fate and leave this world that was about to be destroyed safely and cleanly.
Lucian was beginning to lose his sight. His eyes, which were always full of energy, became dull. After losing the system and his contractual identity as a fast traveler, his body also lost its support and would soon return to its original appearance.
The most miserable appearance of him when he died in a plane crash.
That was the look he had sworn he would never look back at.
Lucian could no longer see. He heard No. 2's scream stop, and felt himself being held in someone's arms. He wanted to move away, but the person held him firmly in his arms.
“…Lucian.”
The man was calling his name.
"That's great, you called me by my real name." He said intermittently, "I lied to you again, I gave you a gift..."
He tried hard to laugh in his arms, but even breathing hurt. He said, "I am no longer a fast traveler, but an ordinary... person. Therefore, I am qualified..."
"As an ordinary person, can I tell you... I love you...?"
"Will... I will be more sincere and less arrogant..."
He felt liquid dripping on his face, but it didn't look like tears, more like blood. He coughed and said intermittently: "Now you are... a quick traveler, let's play one last... game, my soul is not so easy to... dissipate... So, you come to me..."
"You said I'm unique, but now I'm... so ugly... Those worlds will have me, and there will be many similar things... As long as you find me in those worlds... you win."
There was a soft kiss on his lips. Lucian wanted to avoid it, but he heard Wade's voice.
“Not ugly at all.”
"Not at all..."
Lucian smiled and said, "Actually, I'm really afraid that you're lying to me. If you lie to me, I'll give you the qualification... But even if you lie to me..."
"I can't help it now."
His last words were as thin as a kitten. He stopped struggling and closed his eyes.
All the storms gradually subsided. Number Two stood in the distance, looking at the two people in the wasteland.
Wade held Lucian in his arms. He thought, Lucian is so light.
He looked thin and weak. His leg muscles had atrophied due to long-term bed rest, his hair was dry, his legs and hands were burned, and his face was not soft, but had been disfigured by the wicked long ago.
This is what Number Five looked like when he signed the contract.
This is what Number Five looked like... when he died in the plane crash.
He is not pretty, not soft, but sharp and vicious. He does not have the soft lips and long hair of a succubus. He was in this state at the end of his first life. He entered the game in this state, restored to his original state before being hurt, and wantonly wielded malice.
That was a gesture he didn't want anyone to see.
But now Vader... saw it.
Because Lucian showed it... to him.
Lucian's memory crystal slowly turned in his mind. He had given him all the qualifications to check it, even his own qualifications. But Wade did not check it.
He just hugged Lucian, like hugging a dried rose petal. He kissed his lips again and again, kissed his ugly body at the time of death, kissed the past that Lucian thought was disgusting, and the imperfections covered up by the arrogance of a fast traveler.
Finally, there was light in the sky, and with the sound of footsteps, No. 2 walked towards him.
"He gave you the qualification. Now you are the new No. 5." No. 2 came over and said woodenly, "Come on, I'll take you back."
She thought that Wade would get angry and even kill her out of anger. But she only saw Wade touching Lucian's forehead with care and changing him to a more comfortable position, leaning on him.
And finally, he whispered, "Okay."
"I thought you would be so angry that you would kill me right now," said Number Two, "or maybe you would destroy the control center."
They stood on the wasteland, Wade held Lucian's body in his arms, and he looked up at the slowly descending column of light.
That’s where Lucian came from.
"Now is not the time, before that..." he said, "I want to get him back."
Number Two nodded and said, "Okay."
The beam of light gradually descended. They followed the beam of light upward, and Vader gradually saw the white hall belonging to the control center. Some people stood there, seemingly waiting for their return.
"After that..." Vader thought.
"I want to avenge him."
Revenge on those who turned the original Lucian into what he is now.
The author has something to say: I was crying and the cat replied with a huge arrow, it's he, that's right, Wade will find the cat back
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