Creation: I Am Azathoth

The boy named Mufasa didn't dare to climb out of the trap until the enemy was so far away that even the faint light of the torch could not be seen.

He came to the edge of the ruined tribe and knelt down.

With trembling palms, he grabbed the sand and smeared it on his face mixed with blood and tears.

Because of his cowardice, Mufasa watched the clan~people being killed.

He obviously should shed blood to protect his tribe, but he hid under the turf and shivered.

"The tribe is ruined, what should I do?"

"The great and fierce god of calamity, the giant god of Vash that we have believed in all our lives."

"Every time the sun rises and the moon sets, our tribe will pray to you devoutly, and every time we hunt wild animals, we will offer sacrifices to you."

"Have you seen our piety?"

"If you see it, I beg you!"

"Pray that you will calm the blood and tears of your believers after the next awakening!"

Mufasa is unable to avenge the tribe, so he longs for spiritual sustenance.

But if he knows that the gods in his mind are weapons of war from the beginning of creation.

Mufasa's Faith,

Or the belief of most orcs,

I'm afraid it will collapse?

No, it doesn't necessarily crash either.

After all, most of the orcs' totem worship of the four evils is because of their awe of the power of the four evils.

If the four murderers are really dead, it is estimated that the orcs will hold a bonfire party to celebrate after a short loss.

However at this moment,

"boom!"

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky!

Mufasa suddenly saw endless white light appearing from the sky.

In an instant, the wilderness was filled.

Mufasa raised his head in a daze, and saw an existence shrouded in holy light walking out of the endless white light.

Mufasa's mind went blank for a moment.

All this exceeded his imagination and broke through the three views of primitive orcs.

Like the ancient pioneers who saw the thunder across the sky for the first time and saw the flames burning everything.

Just looking at it, Mufasa fell into deep fear and awe.

And this existence is naturally Su Ying who has been watching the screen for a long time.

Su Ying's whole body was enveloped in the holy light, and she asked softly:

"Son, you seem very lost."

"You are in pain."

"Tell me your pain!"

"Perhaps I can help you."

Mufasa was shaking with his mouth open.

Just like when he saw the thunder splitting the big tree for the first time, he felt panic deep in his heart.

He knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and asked with horror on his face:

"You, who are you?"

Su Ying's voice was still soft, and said:

"I am the god who walks in the sky, you can call me your name."

Mufasa lowered his head, not daring to look directly at this being who exudes holy light all over his body.

He whispered "Messiah.....God.....God!"

In Mufasa's memory, there are only four gods.

Moreover, the relationship between the four gods is not good, so they live in the four directions of the mainland, the southeast, the north, and the west.

But this person who exudes such a terrifying white light and can control thunder is probably as terrifying as the four gods of calamity.

So Mufasa knelt on the ground, crying out about the atrocities his tribe had suffered.

After talking about his experience, Mufasa finally mustered up the courage, looked at Su Ying, and said:

"!"

"Mufasa pays you my respects!"

"Are you here to punish those villains?"

Su Ying exudes a friendly attitude, gradually dispelling the awe and fear in Mufasa's heart.

Then, Su Ying said with a smile:

"Revenge must be done by you yourself, I only give guidance and light.

Under the influence of Su Ying, the fear in Mufasa's heart dissipated, allowing him to express his inner thoughts and darkness.

Like an old acquaintance, Kunfasa said with some dissatisfaction:

"Why doesn't God kill the wicked?"

"Why did God want to watch them kill my parents and people?"

"Can such a god be called a god?"

Su Ying withdrew part of the holy light, and said with majesty in her voice:

"Mufasa, what do you think a god is?"

"Is it your servant?"

"I gave you life, wisdom and power."

"I have given you the fertile fields and the whole world."

"Do I still have to pay attention to your life every moment?"

"I have to satisfy all your desires and demands?"

"Mufasa, you are too greedy!"

"I gave you everything, and I also gave you hope and a future."

"But fate is in your hands, and it is your own choice where fate goes!"

"Mufasa, I am fair."

"Your people, your enemies, and everything in this world are my children."

"I have created everything, but I have given you the power to control your destiny."

"I am not responsible for your fate."

"Your own destiny is your own responsibility."

"Remember, fate is in your hands."

Mufasa was speechless and bowed his head deeply.

ask for flowers...

He neither refuted nor admitted his mistake.

Seeing Mufasa's red face and swollen neck, Su Ying said:

"Mufasa, I can give you a little help."

"As for the fate of the future, it's all in your hands.

"pick one of two."

"Do you want to take knowledge, or power?"

Mufasa looked at Su Ying in surprise.

Su Ying stretched out her hands, with a book in her left hand and a long sword in her right hand.

The long sword is made of alloy steel with high strength, high toughness, wear resistance and corrosion resistance.

The style looks even more domineering.

There are special lines and bloodletting grooves on it.

In Mufa trachoma, which has not even entered the Bronze Age, this thing is like an artifact that cuts iron like mud.

Mufasa took the long sword excitedly and asked:

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"Is this artifact really going to be given to me?"

Mufasa looked at the snow-white sword that reflected light like a mirror, sharp and strong.

Su Ying said calmly:

"Yes, if you choose this sword, then it is yours."

"Holding this sword in your hand, you will have a power comparable to that of a disaster god.

Comparable to the power of a disaster god!

Mufasa didn't even dare to think about it, and almost subconsciously nodded in agreement.

But he hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"God! What is that in your left hand?"

For Mufasa, the use of books is something that has never been seen before.

Orcs don't even have papermaking skills now.

But Mufasa felt that what God can show must be a good thing, and he had to ask first.

Su Ying's voice was neither happy nor sad, and said:

"This is knowledge that can promote the progress of civilization. It records steam technology, fuel technology, electric energy... and even magic energy technology."

"Perhaps choosing knowledge, you cannot avenge your clansmen."

"But if you spread this knowledge, it will definitely promote the development of the entire orc civilization.

"You will be remembered by countless people and will last forever."

Mufasa, however, heard this, and said almost without hesitation:

"I choose power!"

"I choose the sword!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Messiah!"

Hearing this, Su Ying didn't say anything more.

The book on the left hand disappeared.

His figure also disappeared.

Only one sword remained.

"Ugh"

But I don't know if it is an illusion.

Mufasa seemed to hear a sigh.

Like lamenting the selfishness of mortals,

It's like laughing at the ignorance of mortals. .