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That was the sound of the ax chopping on the tree, that is, on my "body".
It's a bit slow, but it's working. that's enough.
When I was a human being, it never occurred to me that one day I would have a mad desire to die.
But now, death is the only thing I want...
A long time ago, I was a very attached person because I had everything.
My family is very rich and powerful. When I was very young, I understood that I don't need to work, I don't need to pay, as long as I ask for it, my request will be satisfied.
I spent my teenage years in public schools. I think my family wanted me to experience the life of a commoner.
I'm so thankful I had this experience, it opened my eyes to a lot of things and I would say... changed my life.
During those days, I often heard the parents of some classmates say to their children, "Don't lose at the starting line".
Thinking about it years later...that was one of the saddest things I've ever heard.
If life is really a race, the one who crosses the finish line first will die faster.
The truth is, there is no starting line, because this is not running. Only they are running, people like me, born to sit on the back of Pegasus... no need to run, and it is impossible for them to catch up.
Later, I gradually understood that the starting line that those people talk about has nothing to do with me; they want... their children to be ahead of other runners.
But... even that, I beg to differ. Parenthood aside, "talent" is also a factor that cannot be forced. IQ, appearance, and talent are also innate advantages that mediocre people can't catch up with in their entire lives.
Their only capital is hard work. But they don't recognize this, they squander time and energy, immersing themselves in self-satisfying fantasies and meaningless cheap pleasures, wasting their youth.
They are sympathetic, but... not worthy of sympathy.
In my youth, I left this environment and went to the place where a person of my status should go.
I saw another world... a hypocritical, cruel, disgusting world. The people there are from my origins, well-to-do, bad-tempered, self-important.
They made me miss public school, where at least I could make real friends.
As the years passed, I grew up in the best environment my family could provide. In the midst of the fluffy hemp, if you don't help yourself, you will be straight... I finally learned something, embarked on a career, and gradually adapted to deal with all kinds of people, and also learned to use any means to cut grass and roots...
Finally, at the age of forty-three, I became the prime minister of the kingdom.
I am the youngest prime minister in the history of the kingdom. I have power in the government and the public, a group of party members, rich as the enemy, and suave. Men dream of my life, women dream of entering my life.
I have it all.
And the next thing I will think about, naturally... how to keep all this for as long as possible.
I have secretly controlled the Academy of Sciences and the Academy of Magic in the kingdom, and even the commander of the royal magician unit is my confidant. The resources of the entire kingdom are at my service, trying to find a way for me to... eternal life.
But... ten years have passed, my thinking has started to dull, and my physical strength has begun to decline. Even though I treat my body like a temple, the demon of "aging" still comes as expected. As for the research on immortality, there is still no substantial progress.
I started to take risks. I visited the black magic guild, the demon clan, and even went to wild places outside the kingdom to find things from other worlds.
These are absolute taboos, but I can't care about that much anymore, anyway, the act of studying the art of immortality itself is also explicitly prohibited.
The fear of old age and death has made me desperate.
Under such a premise, I found them...
"Brothers Killed in the Wild", a terrifying duo that only exists in rumors. It is said that the two of them are from the Xing clan, and there is also a saying that only one of them is from the Xing clan... Of course, that is not important. Importantly, they were geniuses in alchemy. Even the governor of the royal magician army told me that if anyone can accomplish the art of immortality, it can only be their brothers.
I was overjoyed and played the triumphant song of hope in my heart.
Looking at it now... that was actually a prelude to despair.
I found the two brothers, Arthur and Andrew.
They took a lot of valuable treasures from my private treasury as payment, but I don't feel sorry. As long as I get eternal life, accumulating wealth will be a piece of cake.
On my fifty-fourth birthday, my long-awaited cultivation began.
Everything was blurred and chaotic that day. I can't remember the details of that time, only the feeling of horror and pain flashed in my memory.
When I regained consciousness, I came here—Ju Magic Island.
This is not my world. Those two hateful liars sent me to another world, to an evil god.
The punishment master, the supreme god of the punishment clan.
I was treated as a sacrifice, teleported to his dimension, and knelt at his feet...
Then, I learned a ridiculous, sad, and extremely frightening fact—the criminal master is just a prisoner on Jumo Island.
However, for this prisoner, it is still easy to subdue an opponent like me.
My magic was like juggling in front of his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
I was "stitched" to a huge tree of mockery by him. One stitch at a time... using my own tendons to sew.
He cast a curse on me.
I... finally got eternal life.
True immortality that even suicide cannot achieve.
Time flies, I don't know how many years have passed... I have merged with the big tree behind me.
At first, I found this tree of sarcasm's tongue-in-cheek speech to be torture. But then... I got used to it.
Until one day, it died.
The tree of ridicule also has a lifespan, and they will also die. When the time of death comes, they will no longer speak and turn into pure rotten wood.
That day, I cried, but I couldn't shed tears.
From that day on, all that accompanied me was endless loneliness. Even a word of swearing has become a luxury.
I remembered when I was a child, I once heard a down-and-out troubadour sing such a ballad on the street: "Wine, sex and wealth are all a mirror image. Fame and wealth are all gone."
Human life is long enough. What can never be satisfied is only human desire.
People ignore what is really important and chase those phantoms, so that when they die, they are left with nothing but regrets.
I paid the price for my greed, well... it's all over.
Ah... It's about to break, just cut a few more axes.
What I see now, these clear memories, are revolving doors...
Eh? Are you the god of death? Great, I've been waiting for you for too long... too long... RS
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