"It's not her." Bai Liu explained truthfully, "This is Beiyuan Xiaokui, another sacrifice's clothing."
"She and I have not been in contact at Beiyuan's house. The clothes are here because of some accidental reasons."
"Little Kui Beiyuan?" Xieta said in a tone.
Bai Liu keenly raised his head: "Do you know her?"
"I haven't seen Xiaokui Kitahara in this world line yet." Xieta shook his head slightly and raised his eyes to look at Bai Liu. "But before that, I did see her."
"She was brought to me by another child."
Bai Liu asked: "Who?"
Sheta was silent for a few seconds: "God will put down a token of his own in each world line, and the token will grow up in the world line, and then when he is about fourteen years old, he and I will be in the welfare Meet in the courtyard."
"Although derivatives are gods’ creations, they are like gods. They are born to yearn for sex and money. They are full of plunder and cruelty. They are extremely cruel to humans and have strong action. They are very powerful. They can eventually become dominant in every world line. people."
"This token, like me, is the heir to the Cthulhu, but we all have a fatal flaw that cannot be the Cthulhu—"
Xieta's tone was very light. He raised his eyes to look at Bai Liu: "None of us have souls."
"According to the different characteristics of me and the derivatives, God has formulated two different schemes for us to produce souls, and put them into each world line."
"He will first contact us in large numbers with different human beings, and find a human being that we will have emotions on each other. This human being is our [anchor]."
"When we have [anchor], we will go from being a soulless god creation to having a soul in the reserve of evil gods."
Sheta lowered his eyes: "Next, Cthulhu will design a variety of game paths, let us take the initiative to destroy—"
Bai Liu opened his eyelids: "—Destroy your [anchor], and let your soul become more valuable in the pain of losing [anchor], right?"
"Yes." Sheta turned her head to look at Bai Liu, "God calls this process the influence of the destruction and reconstruction of the [anchor] on the soul."
Bai Liu looked away and commented lukewarmly: "It sounds like a research that is so boring that there is nothing that Cthulhu would do."
"But this research has been unsuccessful for me." Xieta obediently accepted Bai Liu's statement. He sat on the edge of the corridor casually on his knees, looking at the moon hanging in the sky with clear eyes, "because no matter how the evil god will I put it in, let me contact how many people, I never found my own [anchor]."
"Not only that." Bai Liu said in a flat tone, "You have also become the [anchor] of the evil god's derivative, right?"
Sheta had a meal: "Yes."
"Because I and him are competing products, even when each world line starts, he has no memory of me, and his curiosity about me is the heaviest among all human beings he encounters."
"He will always observe me, the books I read, the places I often go to, my response after others contact me, the pits of the food I have eaten, the attitude after being punished, and even—"
Bai Liu’s tone was flat: "—It’s the pinhole on your body, the eyes you deliberately covered. He will even stand on the head of your bed after you sleep, leaning over and counting the number of times your eyelids tremble slightly per minute, and your heart beats. Frequency, touching you is different from ordinary people’s cold body temperature."
Xieta's words stopped abruptly.
He fell silent, curled his fingers next to Bailiu slightly, and his eyelashes dropped silently, looking at the goldfish in the pond carefreely swimming at his chained feet.
Bai Liu turned his head, his eyes calmly looked at Sieta's side face: "Under long-term observation, he discovered that you are different from other vulgar and full of *** people, and gradually has trouble with you. Unusual attention, and some strange feelings that want to be close to you, so you become his [anchor], is that true?"
"That's it." Sheta's long hair was gently shaken by the wind, and her tone seemed light and unpredictable in the wind, "but it's not exactly what you said."
Sheta turned his head, his silver-blue eyes were glowing with a dazzling gleam, and he looked at Bai Liu who was sitting opposite him intently: "The derivative will not produce the kind you said, some weird ones. , Want to be close to my feelings."
“It’s not necessary to generate positive emotions to become someone’s [anchor]. Extremely negative emotions to [anchor] can also shape your soul.”
"The derivatives in each world line only produce an emotion for me."
Xieta looked directly into Bai Liu's eyes, with a soft tone: "That's killing intent."
"His strong desire for money will make him aware of what I can use in my body. I am the [anchor] who pulls him. As long as he kills me and lifts me, the [anchor] will sink to the bottom of the sea. You can enter the game on a ship full of your own sex, follow the game path that God has already written for Him, and climb to the top to become the king of the world."
"Then God should be satisfied." Bai Liu asked calmly, "Isn't he supposed to find an heir that meets his requirements?"
Sheta shook his head: "God is not satisfied."
"Although the derivative that finally came to God possessed a soul, the soul had no texture. It was just a container full of sex, and there was no pain in it."
"God doesn’t like that kind of soul. He feels that a soul without pain is of no value. Therefore, He wants a container that can hold both pain and violence at the same time. Experiment with my own derivatives, me, and every human in this world line."
Sheta's tone was flat: "In so many experiments with God, I am the only creature that has not been able to find his [anchor]."
"In order for me to find my [anchor], God exiled me in many places and allowed me to meet many people."
"But I still can't understand what these people's sex and feelings are for."
"So God wants me to better understand human sex and evil." Sheta lowered his eyelashes slightly, "He put me on the bottom of the sea, in the center of the earth, in the universe 13.7 billion light years away, Then I transformed my body in a seat."
"Under God's transformation, I became a monster, a natural evil."
"God said that when human beings touch me, they will lead to endless bitter fruit and hell. I am a god and enjoy human beliefs, so I should be responsible for the human tragedies derived from my own evil."
"Whenever someone approaches me, the most evil sex in this person's heart will emerge from the subconscious. When this person's sex is strong enough, or there are enough people close to me, as long as the sum of their sex Beyond the value set by a certain evil god, their **** can alienate a part of my body and turn my body into a tool to realize their ****."
"When this [tool] spreads into human society, it will alienate human heresy into some kind of monster like me."
"So the human society has established some kind of organization to deal with these [tools] and monsters."
Xieta raised his eyes and said calmly: "People in this organization call these [tools] and those alienated by [tools] collectively as heretics."
"I am the sum of all heretics, the existence they most want to eliminate."
"In the path God has set for me, whether people in each world line are good or evil, what kind of position they are in, what kind of experience and life they have, when they see me, they will only treat me. There are two thoughts-either you want to dismantle me, or you want to destroy me."
"When they see my eyes, they will only coincidentally produce an extreme emotion on me—"
"—That is fear."
Xie Ta half-closed his eyes, moonlight poured on his face, half-rolled long silver-blue hair with a faint gleam, making him look white and flawless under the moonlight, like a jade carving. Except for the slightly moving lips, it is almost invisible that the god who is whispering is a living creature:
"God thinks man is like a mirror."
"When the person standing in front of the mirror has what emotions toward the mirror, the mirror will reflect what emotions, so when one hates another person, the other person will also reflect the [hate] towards this person. mood."
"The first kind of emotion that God wants me to have is fear, so he made everyone stand in front of me in fear, and hoped that I could reflect this kind of emotion, using this emotion as the origin, possessing a person enough to become an evil god, let A powerful soul that everyone fears."
"But no matter how many people stand in front of me in fear, I cannot feel and understand what they are thinking, and cannot produce the same emotions as them, so I cannot have my own soul."
"God said, I am a broken mirror, and there is no way to properly reflect the emotions of the people standing in front of me."
Xie Ta turned his head. He looked at Bai Liu with those eyes that made countless people terrified. The wind lifted up the fallen leaves and his hair, swaying like a dark cloud in front of Bai Liu's eyes, as if Xie Ta was speaking at this moment. The tone is as brisk:
"But Bai Liu is different."
"When Bai Liu stood in front of me, I could feel a very strange feeling."
Xieta leaned his shoulders forward on the side walls of the corridor. He leaned forward and approached Bai Liu. His fascinating silver-blue eyes were magnified in front of Bai Liu's eyes, and the moonlight and water were reflected in them, as if the sky and the moon were all blending in his eyes. , Brightened into an ambiguous hazy pus, but his mouth was as clear as a pond under his feet:
"This kind of feeling makes me want to keep watching you, read books with you, go to places you frequent, want to know your response after others come into contact with you, and know what kind of food you have eaten—"
"—I even want to take off your clothes, look carefully at the wounds that are deliberately blocked on your body, and want to stand on the head of your bed after you sleep, leaning over and counting the number of times your eyelids tremble slightly per minute, the frequency of your heartbeat, Touching you is different from me—"
"—Warm body temperature."
Xieta stretched out his hand and gently touched Bai Liu's side face, as gently and carefully as touching a goldfish in a pond. He looked down at Bai Liu and asked seriously:
"Bai Liu can tell me that whenever you look at me, I will reflect on you. What is this kind of feeling that makes me a little strange?"
Bai Liu's heart beat abruptly.
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