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The fat man looked at the baroque building in front of him for a long time before he realized slowly that the building opposite was a church.The entire church is composed of marble bricks and columns, with religious paintings and sculptures.After worrying and fearing in the room for several days, the fat man finally couldn't bear to come out for a walk, and then found this church deep in a corner.Without any hesitation, the fat man pushed open the door of the church.

The room is dark, dignified and mysterious, and the hoarse melody of the old pipe organ is faintly heard in the corner.The light from the stars casts down from the colorful windows, casting a multicolored biblical image on the slick floor.The huge statue of the Virgin Mary is shrouded in shadow, and only a hazy outline can be seen.Most of the light entered the church from the open door, elongating the fat man's shadow on the cross-shaped ground.

The fat man was lured into the church and stepped into the darkness.This is the first time Fatty has entered such a building that can be summed up as sacred. In fact, Fatty is an out-and-out atheist—people in District 735 are almost divided into two extremes, and one side maintains their beliefs almost crazily , On the other hand, it is not so much that I have no belief, it is better to say that I only believe in myself.As the latter, Fatty has always had no concept of belief. It is now [-] years in the universe, and there are at least tens of millions of religions, not to mention hundreds of millions.Only those large religions would spend money and energy to build a building like a church. There is a one in ten million probability that the religion represented by this church happens to be known to Fatty. The belief called "Christianity" once involved It covered a quarter of the ancient earth and has been passed down to this day.Fatty knew it, just because it was old man Nie's belief.

That's why the fat man couldn't help entering this church, this sacred building that seemed incompatible with him—he was just a little curious about what kind of "God" Old Nie had been chanting for most of his life.

After entering the church, the fat man realized that the church was dimly lit.His eyes quickly adapted to the darkness, and the fat man came to the foot of the statue of the Virgin, staring blankly at the stone statue carved from white jade.The Virgin closed her eyes peacefully, and under the radiance of the light, she hugged the Son with a soft expression that made one want to cry. It was the taste of being redeemed.

The fat man hurriedly shifted his gaze, and for some reason, a deep sense of sadness welled up from his throat.The fat man's eyes suddenly froze - on the bench on the left, his third child was sitting there.

The silver hair is still so beautiful that it seems to be glowing in the dark. The young man closed his eyes, crossed his hands slightly against his thin lips, and prayed devoutly. At this time, the perfect profile appeared extremely holy, making it impossible for anyone to produce any blasphemy. No one can imagine that the original sin crowned on young people comes from the lustful desire between men and women.

"...nelnomedelpadre, delfiglioedellospiritosanto, amen. (In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Amen)"

Lust opened his eyes, and a glimmering aqua blue was ignited in the gloomy church. It was a brighter color than dark blue, and it could take everyone's breath away.The owner of the water-colored eyes turned his head and smiled very beautifully at his father.

"Father." Lust stretched out his hand and smiled brightly: "Come here."

By the time Fatty realized it, he was already sitting beside Lust.This was not the first time, the fat man wanted to slap himself for his unscrupulous behavior.Fatty admitted sadly that he could never refuse the other party's temptation.

"Father, let's chat." Lust suggested with a smile, as if he didn't notice the uneasiness of the people around him.

"..." Fatty hesitated for a while, maybe because the surrounding atmosphere was too relaxed and peaceful, maybe he really needed to have a good talk with his "child"—or to vent?Fatty didn't run away in the end, and chose to acquiesce.

"Father." Lust sighed in the darkness: "You are afraid of us."

The fat man stared straight ahead stiffly, he didn't dare to turn his head to explore the expression of lust, but his tightly closed mouth was tacitly acquiescing.

"Why are you afraid of us?" Lust's voice was very soft, and the confusion and grievance in it were amplified by the darkness: "You are our father, and we are your children. In the name of the father, we are your half, We share souls, we own each other. We love you and we will protect you. So father, why are you afraid of us?"

The silver-haired youth is like an abandoned child, paranoidly seeking the reason for being abandoned.The fat man opened his mouth in the dark, and then stammered to defend himself: "I, you and I...you...you shouldn't, you shouldn't be like that...that's right, to me..."

Lust tilted his head, and he could clearly see that the man's ears hidden under the black hair were already blushing—so seductive, Lust's blue eyes began to deepen, and he raised his head and turned his gaze to the holy painting on the ceiling On the ground, the demon there is showing a ferocious smile at the main god.

"Why can't I have sex with you - sex, I like this word." Lust smiled hoarsely, and the fat man turned his head and looked at Lust with a dumbfounded look.The silver-haired young man raised his head, revealing his well-shaped neck.

"Dear father, do you know the Holy Father?"

The topic jumped so fast that the fat man could only shake his head reflexively.The lustful eyes moved from the ceiling to the statue of the Madonna in the center, and the blue eyes stared at the hand of the Madonna holding the Son without meaning.

"The most popular and popular in the "Bible" are the Virgin Mary and the Son Jesus, but the Father is little known. But father, do you know? The Son is born of the Father in eternity, and the Holy Spirit is born in eternity The Father and the Son. The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are a trinity, just like us."

"You framed our bone marrow and flesh and blood. We are your half body. We are one. At the moment of union, blood and milk blend together. This is a kind of return, a kind of blood bond. It is made of laziness and gluttony. Don’t you feel it? It’s very pleasant and wonderful, is it the excitement and satisfaction that you have never felt before? It exists uniquely, it is instinctive, absolute and eternal, and it comes from the bone marrow, What comes out of the blood cannot be restrained and restrained by reason. We don't want to restrain ourselves, and there is no need to restrain ourselves."

The fat man opened his mouth comically, desperately wanting to refute it, repeating in his mind that this is wrong, but an inexplicable thrill of excitement surged deep in his body.

"No, no, it's not like this - I am your father, we are related by blood, you, how can you hug your biological father, this, this is clearly a rebellious incest...!"

"Dao?" Lust sneered: "My lovely father, do you think the rules set by humans can restrain us?"

Yes, you can break free from the shackles of morality without fear, but as an ordinary person, I have to bear all the ethical sins.The fat man thought sadly.

As if sensing the meaning of Fatty's silence, Lust suddenly turned around, catching Fatty's gaze before he could withdraw.

"Father, you should be conscious—please ignore everything, ignore the morals and ethics set by human beings, they are just shackles that bind instinct. They are nothing, and they have long been unable to sanction you. Just look at us, just look at us Be able to look at us, and any other existence that takes your attention away, we will destroy. For you belong to us, and only to our Father—we have always longed for you, our Father."