The body is extremely heavy, every drop of blood and every cell in the body is as heavy as a thousand weights, the flesh and blood of the body seems to no longer belong to him, he has lost control, screaming frantically to break free from the shackles of this body.
The surrounding air squeezed him, as if it was repelling his existence, and the invisible oppressive force was like a towering mountain pressing heavily on his body, almost squeezing out all his internal organs.
The blood-red chains condensed like the strange blood of a dead corpse strangled his body fiercely, plunged into his flesh and blood, locked him firmly on the ground, and made all his struggles futile.
The surrounding fog was hazy, and darkness surrounded him, blinding his eyes, his ears, and his mouth.
Troll was bound by the blood-red chains and knelt on the ground, his head was bowed, and the messy black hair seemed to have lost its vitality. At this moment, his skin was so pale that it was shocking, forming an almost extreme contrast with the black hair .
He hangs his head, his eyes can be vaguely seen in the messy hair, the ice blue color in the depths of the pupils is a little bit dim and hazy, smoldering into a bottomless vortex, like a black hole in the universe that suddenly collapses and sinks .
His eyes seemed to swallow all the light at this moment, terribly dim.
[My blood is flowing in your body, so I know better than anyone how terrible the darkness in your heart is.]
The man's words rang in his ears again.
The invisible light in Troll's eyes dimmed a bit again, it was extremely weak, and it might disappear completely in the next second.
He couldn't refute the man's words.
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He was born in the darkness and grew up in the darkness, that is his brand that cannot be erased.
Either the darkness melted him, or he devoured the darkness.
Even if the man didn't say it, he knew it very well.
His hunger for Mutt, the greedy desire to take everything, was terrifyingly strong. Maybe one day, that kind of madness will burn out his reason, and he who lost to desire may do something irreversible...
But even so...
Even so, he won't let go.
As long as he is alive, he can't let go.
The clenched teeth rattled and rattled because they were too fierce, the tense muscles almost exposed the veins on the surface of the skin, and the pupils that had almost completely sunk into the pitch black burst out a heart-shattering fierce light.
Danger.
It was as if an invisible voice was shouting like this.
The thick black mist stirred up, they twirled and twisted, excitedly surged toward the man kneeling on the ground as if they had discovered their companions, and quickly poured into his body.
"Big brother, are you afraid of the dark?"
The child's crisp voice sounded suddenly.
Troll froze for a moment, showing a blank expression. And the black mist that was surging and tumbling all around also stagnated in place at the moment of his loss of consciousness, as if it had frozen.
He lowered his head, and could only see two small feet standing in front of him.
Then, suddenly, a small hand patted his head.
"Don't be afraid."
The little hand patted his head, and the invisible gravity that oppressed him so hard that he couldn't breathe disappeared without a trace in an instant.
He was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, the terrible and fierce light that was still churning in his eyes just now sank, disappeared, and could no longer be seen. The young emperor looked at the child standing in front of him with confusion in his eyes.
And maybe even he himself didn't know that there was a little helplessness hidden in the depths of his eyes looking at the child. Like a black cat abandoned by its owner, it is extremely lonely and arrogant, and buries that fragility deeply under the darkness.
But at this moment, he couldn't hide it anymore.
At this moment, little Mute, who seemed to be only as tall as his thigh, was standing in front of him, because he was half-kneeling on the ground being dragged by the chain, so the two of them could just look at each other.
The child looked at him with those big dark and watery eyes, and the light from the black pupils poured into his heart, as if it could illuminate everything.
"Don't be afraid."
While coaxing him, little Mutter patted his head again.
"I'm with you."
Troll stared blankly at the little child in front of him.
The child's eyes are curved like crescent moons.
"I won't laugh at you for being afraid of the dark."
said little Mutter, stretching out her little arms and wrapping them around his neck.
"So big brother, don't be afraid, I'm here to accompany you."
The soft, dough-like little body was pressed against his chest, the white and tender arms like lotus root wrapped around him, and the soft little hands patted the back of his neck gently from behind.
Little Mutter seemed to be coaxing him hard, the soft and muffled voice was like cotton candy, wrapping his heart softly, warm and sweet, seeping in a little bit, like The invisible fine net held him firmly in it.
The icy blue eyes softened into soft water waves, and Troll reached out to hug the warm little body in front of him. But as soon as he raised his hand, there was a clattering sound of chains hitting, and the blood-red chains bound him, making it impossible for him to hug the little child in front of him.
His eyes froze for a moment. And little Mute also heard the crashing sound, he took a step back, and his eyes fell on the blood-red chains that tightly tightened Troll.
Probably because he didn't understand why this big brother was restrained by chains, he tilted his little head and seemed a little confused. But, bewildered, he could see that the chains that had been cut into Troll's flesh would hurt Troll a lot.
He thought for a while, then looked at Troll with his dark eyes, and then at the chain. Then, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the blood-red chain on Troll's chest with both hands, and pulled it hard.
Just one click.
The little child just pulled it like that.
The blood-red chains tightly holding Troll burst apart in an instant.
Troll stared in astonishment at the chain that shattered under the tug of Little Mutt, and couldn't react for a while.
Just as he was looking at his free arm, the little hand that easily snapped the chain he couldn't break free stretched out in front of his eyes.
"Big brother, let's go."
The child who held out his hand to him said to him.
"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
After a little silence, Troll raised his hand and held that soft little hand in the palm of his hand. The movement was careful and tight.
He said, "Yeah."
The child laughed, that bright smile seemed to dispel all the gloom.
The small hand tugged at the big hand that wrapped it.
The little child leads the tall young man, strides forward, points to the front, and happily walks forward.
He took him out of the black mist.
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In the quiet bedroom, Troll opened his eyes suddenly, and the first thing he saw was his hand stretched into the air.
He stared blankly at his fingers stretched towards the ceiling for a while before sitting up. At this moment, he felt his heart beating violently, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and even his breathing was a little faster than usual, and he felt a faint pain of palpitations.
It was clearly just a dream, but he had a very real feeling.
The powerlessness and despair that I can only watch that person take Mut away from my eyes, but I can't do anything...
That feeling was terribly real.
Troll gently held his breath, calmed his beating heart, and turned to look. Mute should be sleeping next to him, and he desperately wanted to take a look at the child's sleeping face to calm himself down.
However, as soon as he turned his head, his heart, which had just calmed down, beat violently again.
It was empty around me, no one was there.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the quilt touched by his fingertips was icy cold, without any remaining warmth, as if no one had ever existed beside him from the very beginning.
The chill on the icy bed quilt seemed to erode at this moment, and Troll's fingertips trembled unsteadily. He stood up abruptly, and the information ring on his wrist lit up.
However, after the beep sounded, he suddenly remembered that because he lost his memory back then, Mutt temporarily took off the bracelet—he couldn't confirm the other party's location through the bracelet now.
The thin lips were tightly pressed, and when Troll raised his hand, the blue-black metal ring lit up again. With a swish, hundreds of light curtains instantly appeared in the air, surrounding him, and spinning around him quickly. Each light curtain shows the current situation of different places in Ishtar, and the information of the people staying in that place is marked beside it.
Hundreds of light curtains are revolving rapidly, making people dazzled, but Troll's gaze swept over the hundreds of light curtains one by one, and even moved those virtual three-dimensional light curtains with his fingers , making them spin faster.
He quickly revealed a trace of helplessness from the eyes that swept across the light curtain.
Not long after, Troll stopped.
He stared blankly at the countless light curtains surrounding him. The light curtains almost showed the location of everyone on Ishtar, but the boy was missing.
Ishtar is in front of his eyes everywhere, but he can't find the only person he wants to see.
[The terrible darkness in your heart will hurt him one day... just like me before.]
[So, I want to send him back to Earth.]
His mind was blank at this moment, and his fingertips on the light blue light curtain were extremely cold.
... [Don't be afraid.]
[I will always stay with you.]
Something invisible flashed through his mind, and Troll looked up sharply.
He can monitor every place in Ishtar, but only—
Before he had time to think, he pushed open the door and rushed out.
Quickly running to the only place on the flagship that was not being monitored, Troll couldn't wait for the information ring to verify his authority, so he kicked the door roughly.
With a loud bang, the metal door was kicked open.
He stood at the wide open door, his sharp eyes fixed on the inside, he was breathing rapidly, and his chest was heaving violently.
The holographic hall is pitch black, and the 360-degree omnidirectional projection creates an endless cosmic starry sky.
With that touch of refreshing blue, the planet surrounded by snow-white clouds is suspended in the dark starry sky, slowly rotating. It is so huge that it seems as if you can hear the sound of waves beating on the ground of that planet. Snow-white clouds interweave into beautiful patterns around it, blending with the azure blue.
The loud noise from the cracking of the door startled the young man who was standing in the hall quietly looking at the blue planet above his head.
Mutt turned back.
He saw Trol standing at the door, the man was staring at him, panting quickly, it was a gesture he had never seen before, so panicked that it could almost be called a panic.
Somewhat astonished, Mutt blinked slightly.
The next second, he suddenly laughed.
He turned and faced Trol in front of the gate.
The boy stood in the dark starry sky, with the blue planet behind him, surrounding his figure.
He gave Troll a soft smile.
He opened his arms and moved in the direction of Troll.
His slender body and not-so-broad chest seemed to be able to accept and accommodate everything at the moment when he opened his arms to Troll.
After a moment's loss of consciousness, Troll took a step forward, and he crossed the distance between each other in a few steps, eagerly stretched out his hand, and embraced the boy in his arms.
He hugged him tightly, his fingers tightly clasping the shoulders of the man in his arms.
He lowered his head, buried his face deeply in Mute's soft hair, and sucked in the familiar breath.
He closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes drooped down, casting a light shadow on his snow-white cheeks.
[One day, the darkness in your heart will hurt him.]
No, never will.
he thinks.
As long as the child is still in his arms, there will never be any darkness.
I am not like you.
He hugged the person in his arms tightly, answering the person who had disappeared.
At that time, you did something that hurt him because of what you thought he had cheated and betrayed you.
But I'm not you, I'm not like you.
Even if I was really deceived, betrayed, or even hurt, I would not bear to hurt him, even just a little bit.
Because I feel bad.
As long as he is a little bit sad, I feel sorry for him.
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After waking up, for some reason, he suddenly missed the earth very much, so he ran upstairs to the projection hall to see the earth, and Mutt was hugged tightly. He hugged Trol back and put his hands behind Troll's back.
He blinked, tilted his head, and blinked again.
"Major general."
"..."
"Are you... having a nightmare?"
"… Um."
"Huh? Is it really a nightmare?"
The boy seemed a little surprised, and then laughed again.
He circled Troll's hand and patted Troll's back lightly, as if coaxing someone.
"Don't be afraid." Mutter said with a smile, "I'll be with you."
The emperor who was being coaxed by Mutt like a child lowered his eyes, suddenly, at this moment, he smiled lightly.
He smiled and said, "Well, you have to stay with me."
The light of billions of stars is nothing compared to the instant smile of the young emperor who holds the sea of stars.
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-end-
"Uh... that, Major General..."
"Um?"
"what is this?"
"Can't you see?"
How could this kind of thing not be seen!
The boy whose hands were firmly tied to the head of the bed by the halo gritted his teeth and tugged at the shackles of the halo that bound his hands. The halo was soft, like cotton, not tight, but very resilient, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop pulling.
Mute rolled his eyeballs, and then looked at Troll with pitiful eyes.
"I won't escape, and this thing is not fun... Help me untie it, okay... Major General?"
In the last soft ending, the pitch rose slightly, as if being coquettish.
Troll gently patted the head of the boy who acted like a baby to him.
"It seems that you have forgotten." His movements were very gentle, and the eyes he looked at Mute were also very gentle. He said, "You taught me this."
Mute: "..."
He watched Troll's knuckle fingers pressing on the neckline, and with a little force, the closed vertical collar was pulled open, revealing the man's extremely sexy Adam's apple.
Troll's movement of pulling off his collar was extremely elegant, just like a snow leopard about to eat a big meal in front of it, slowly licking its sharp claws, revealing its sharp teeth.
No matter how he looked at it, the young man who felt that he would be eaten alive subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Major General..."
"Um?"
"I was wrong, I apologize, you don't... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) to you don't..."
Before Mutt could finish speaking, the man had already bullied him and gagged his mouth tightly.
Mute still wanted to struggle to save himself, but suddenly his eyes went dark. Something wrapped around his head, covering his eyes tightly.
Mute: "!!!"
Then a young boy who had been in the pit for ten thousand years was eaten from head to toe by the beast whose eyes were red with hunger after being abstinent for too long.
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"... Enough is enough... I can't take it anymore..."
Mute, who was crying so badly, said sobbingly, his voice was almost hoarse because of crying for too long, and his black hair, which was almost soaked in sweat, was wet against his flushed cheeks, and he used his hands weakly Those arms that were stained with red marks from sucking and biting were pushing against someone's chest.
"If you continue... I will... just... run away from home."
Troll: "Oh."
Then a certain boy who wanted to threaten others by running away from home was eaten by that beast who thought he still had the strength to run away, so he was even less polite.
—[End of the full text]—
The author has something to say:
Well, the final episode is over.
At this time, I don't know what to say.
It's the end, it's time to say goodbye to Major General and Mutt.
Thank you all for being with them all the time and accompanying me till now.
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So - new article here!
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Throne strategy notes ← please click
A certain Destiny's Child was given five chances to be reborn, and then was killed four times by rivals who snatched the throne.
The last chance, if you don't want to die, you must find the right way to attack the throne.
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Q: How to correctly attack the throne
Answer: Let the opponent who robbed you of the throne live and die for you and spoil you into his heart.
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The Destiny's Child who finally managed to take the throne for the fifth time: ? ?
What's wrong? !