Exorcism in the non-science world

I am a holiness, a so-called "holiness of heart" in the world.

Let's just call it this name, although it's ugly.

If my consciousness is still clear, I won't be reduced to this end, but it's too late.

A long time ago, when I felt remorse, resentment, and despair for the first time, I lost the qualification to go back to that adult.

I am not the substance of this world, neither me nor my younger siblings.

Earlier, before we had consciousness, we were born in the prayers of all peoples, and followed our instincts to come to that person.

What a warm light that is...

Bright, warm, pervasive, soothing.

Through the hands of that adult, we have been purified and condensed to form our current form.

My younger siblings and I can be separated. Maybe I was the first to be born with consciousness, and also the first to appear next to that person. I got the name bestowed by that person, and I also got a convenient appearance.

It's an elf—it's only the size of a palm, but it can accompany that person.

In the empty and deserted hall, we surrounded and accompanied him.

However... one day

That one left the hall, and then left for longer and longer.

Are we bad?why leave?Isn't it good to be together like this?

There was a sense of grievance and dissatisfaction in my heart.

After a great battle, we quietly left the hall and went to the battlefield secretly, but we were swept away.

That place was very dark, with no light, no temperature, only the harsh and wanton, sharp cold wind constantly tearing away, wearing down our bodies and wills.

My younger siblings and I hugged each other tightly, returning to our original shape, and resisting the increasingly strong wind.

That's it, I don't know how long it took.

It has been so long that the consciousness of many younger brothers and sisters has been wiped out, and so long that only a pitiful little bit of our strength is left.

For a long time, I thought I would never see the light again.

I'm afraid, I regret, I'm afraid, I'm desperate...

I resent, I am angry, I...

Why don't you come to us? !

Are we bad? !Why not be together forever?

Why?Why?why why why why why—

I am like a person stuck in a swamp, desperately reaching out to touch the sky, but still can only watch in despair as the light in front of me is buried by the mud little by little—hate!

My body is festering in the mud, my heart is rotting in the mud, stained with the dirtiest emotions in this world, and my existence and light are only empty shells.

Later, through a fragile membrane, we entered a new world - a completely strange world.

In this world, there is no god.

With eyes full of resentment, resentment and despair, I was attracted by a group of people who wanted to crusade against the god in their minds.

They want power.

And I want revenge.

——That's just right.

I merged with the leader of the group and entrusted my younger siblings to others.

However, I overestimated myself and underestimated the darkness in people's hearts.

I was originally a pure light, which was the person's favorite, but after I developed resentment, I was no longer so pure and indestructible.

I was gradually assimilated, and the darkness in the human heart swallowed up my last light, my consciousness was confused, and my mind was turned upside down.

—I lost myself.

Then it was thousands of years, I don't know how long it took, I woke up halfway, and I tried to resist.

Unfortunately, it's useless——

That person once said, I am simple and pure, very good.

But I just feel so stupid, and I've regretted my mindless resentment countless times in my waking hours.

stupid-

I was trapped in the leader's body, watching him repay kindness and revenge, but thousands of people became emperor; watching him kill innocent people, but he was benevolent;

Heh - so dirty... so stupid...

When I woke up for the last time, I saw the night sky full of stars, and the long-lost freedom filled my whole body.

I can fly freely like I did a long time ago.

But I can't go back - we have long been assimilated by this world, and I have lost the qualification to go back to that person.

I looked down carefully at the person who released me—a very pure person, if there was such a person, I would definitely like it.

Well...it doesn't matter anymore.

I smiled in relief, thinking, the only time I've been selfless for so many years is to make up for the damage I've done to the world for so many years.

I fly to the sky and slowly integrate into the rules of this world.

I won't cry, but I did.

My consciousness is gradually blurred, much like before, but this time, I won't wake up again.

——But, I still really want to see it again...

——Look at the one who raised his bright golden eyes with a smile, and said to him: "Xiao Qi, come here..."

My God... I miss you...

Want it so so much……

The author has something to say:

Dangdangdang, the last episode, the My God at the end is actually the protagonist in my other brain hole. I have a horse for my own will. It may overlap a bit with the setting of the Great God in color, but there is absolutely no plagiarism. I use my The fourth and sixth levels swear!

The next thing is over, thank you little angels for their support and love, you can keep me writing until here, in fact, I feel that my writing is pretty bad, but the little angels read it, it is my inexhaustible motivation to support (*/ω ＼*)

This is not the first novel I have written, but it is the first novel someone has read. I am super thankful to the little angels for their love and support.When I get excited, I talk a lot. The first novel is the story of a non-traditional tadpole looking for poop in the background of the end of the world (×). At that time, the brain hole was very strange, and it was simply black history (*/ω＼*)

After the book is finished, I plan to open up the derivative pit of Sword Ranbu, so I have to write outlines, write manuscripts, and attend classes, meetings, and grades four and six. Thinking about the whole person is not very good...but I feel insecure If you don’t save enough manuscripts, you dare not dig a hole. If the little angel doesn’t mind, I’ll write a copy first and release it?But I'm terrible at copywriting! ! !Crazy, I realized again and again: whoever said that it would be easy to go to college was absolutely lying to me! ! !Fall (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻