God doesn't want me to be human

A new day, a new beginning.

After breakfast, Lu Jia looked into the distance from the balcony of the ancient castle, and saw an existence in the barren land.

The gold dyed part of his gray cloak, sickle, and even himself, and that part of the original color disappeared.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Jia in the castle.

Lu Jia felt as if he couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, he could only hear his own heartbeat and whispers in his heart:

The end is coming.

He gripped the knife in his pocket.

In a trance, the God of Darkness appeared in front of the God of Life and Death.

His blood-red eyes looked back, and the corners of his lips curled up at his lover.

〖wait for me. 〗

A pitch-black barrier enveloped the entire castle, protecting Lu Jia and blocking his sight.

Lu Jia was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips, walked down the second floor, and came to the gate of the castle on the first floor.

Passing by the little monster who offered jewelry and food, Lu Jia pushed open the gate of the castle.

Doors can be opened.

Ten meters away from the door was a pitch-black barrier. Lu Jia walked over and reached out to touch it, but the barrier blocked it.

Without speaking, Lu Jia sat down by the barrier.

He raised his head, looked at the pitch-black enchantment, and let out a breath slowly.

Now he can only wait.

Wait for the final result.

The corners of his lips were raised, but it was more like crying.

The little monsters turned into darkness kept moving jewelry and delicacies to Lu Jia's side, trying to make Lu Jia happy. Seeing that Lu Jia was indifferent, they began to move out swords, chessboards, armors and so on.

Lu Jia sat among a pile of delicacies and jewelry items, looked up at the dark enchantment, waiting for the ending.

After a long time, it was so long that Lu Jia was hungry and then overly hungry.

"Boom."

A little monster that was carrying a vase turned into a pool of darkness and quickly disappeared.

The vase tumbled onto the sandy floor.

"Boom."

Another little monster that moved the pendulum clock also turned into a pool of darkness and quickly disappeared.

The pendulum clock fell, and there was a slight "clang".

Lu Jia trembled, looking at the vase and pendulum clock on the ground.

Already... is it over?

He felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared, and he stood up.

At the moment when he turned his head, he felt that his neck was about to twist - he wanted to turn back, but his subconscious told him not to turn back.

The boy finally turned around.

In front of him was still a pitch-black enchantment.

Looking at the enchantment in front of him, Lu Jia didn't dare to blink, but just stared at it firmly.

His legs were weak.

But he didn't dare to sit down against the barrier like just now.

He didn't know if he had the courage to stand up and watch again.

Looking at the pitch-black enchantment, he inevitably thought that he was going to die.

If there is only one god left outside the barrier, the countdown to his death will begin.

If outside the barrier, both losers are injured and die together, then his death has already arrived.

Lu Jia's heart was tightly clenched.

Death, how terrible.

No one wants to die.

He understood why some people had to live no matter what, and he wanted to live too.

Everyone is afraid of death.

Everyone wants to live.

But, sometimes, there is something beyond death.

Love.

with.

pain.

Lu Jia once stood in a dilemma and couldn't choose, but now he doesn't have to choose anymore, someone has chosen for him.

The chosen one cut the pulse of life by himself, let the blood pour out a road, and paved it under Lu Jia's feet.

【Lu Jia, I hope you are happy. 】

They said this to Lu Jia.

But Lu Jia was not happy at all.

Not happy at all.

The black barrier in front of him trembled.

Lu Jia waited patiently, staring stubbornly at the black barrier, waiting to see the outside.

The black enchantment began to crumble, as if it was about to break.

at last.

boo.

The black barrier was broken.

Lu Jia was exposed to the battlefield, and the battlefield also caught his eyes.

The boundless darkness occupied most of the sky, and several huge cracks were torn apart; countless space cracks appeared in the air, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

In the sky, the battle is over.

The sharp sickle pierced through the chest of the God of Darkness, but the darkness has already caused all the gold dyed by the God of Life and Death to fall off.

despair.

A gray figure fell from the sky.

Those silver eyes kept looking at the black-haired boy in the distance at the last moment.

Always.

Always.

In His second fall, He finally truly fell.

He stretched out his hand towards the black-haired boy.

"..."

Lu Jia.

He turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Lu Jia watched the spirit disappear, he saw His eyes looking at him, and He saw His hand stretched out to him.

Lu Jia barely raised the corners of her lips to hold back the tears in her eyes.

it's OK.

Soon he too will die.

The world is about to be reborn, and he died with the gods.

despair.

The God of Darkness landed in front of Lu Jia, gathering his broken wings.

The blood dripped from his body and dripped to the ground, staining the blood-red flowers.

"Lu Jia."

Mingming bent his body slightly to cover his bleeding chest, but he could still smile at Lu Jia, his blood-red eyes were bright.

"come over."

Lu Jia walked over and was hugged into a bloody embrace.

"Lu Jia, you are mine now."

The god said so contentedly.

Lu Jia's clothes were soaked with blood.

"Lu Jia, are you happy?"

The god asked with a low smile.

"Happy." Lu Jia replied, but tears fell down.

"Don't cry." The god let go a little and wiped away his tears, but Lu Jia's face was stained with bloody hands.

Seeing the blood on Lu Jia's face, the gods laughed lowly, and hugged him tightly again.

The blood-stained hands on the knuckles touched the top of Lu Jia's head.

The god bowed his head and kissed Lu Jia intimately.

After the kiss was over, the god hugged Lu Jia and whispered.

"Welcome home, Lu Jia."

He said farewell in a welcoming gesture.

Big tears fell from Lu Jia's eyes, and he clenched the knife in his pocket tightly.

Then the knife in his hand was gently but firmly taken away.

The knife was randomly thrown on the ground.

Lu Jia raised his head and met his blood red eyes.

"Welcome home, Lu Jia." The god said to him again.

Lu Jia looked at him, a string in his mind was suddenly broken, and he couldn't help crying out. He was buried in the arms of the gods, tears rolling down wantonly, whimpering like a cub that was trapped and cornered.

The god kissed the top of his hair, and the hand on his head began to glow slightly.

"If you don't remember, don't cry anymore."

"Be happy, my Lu Jia."

Lu Jia raised his head in panic.

He has to remember, he has to die after the death of the gods, he...

In those black eyes full of tears, the pain dissipated little by little, and was slowly covered by daze.

The body of the god slowly turned into light spots and dissipated.

"Mission completed, send back to Earth." An indifferent voice sounded.

Like Hephaes said, they'll take care of everything.

Lu Jia can't remember anything.

Lu Jiahui will be happy.