[HP] Devil is alive

In the dim room, there were only the sound of two people breathing. The thick curtains blocked the harsh sunlight during the day, and at night, the cold moonlight could not penetrate.It was so dark that only a vague outline could be seen in front of him, but there seemed to be a mirror in his heart, clearly reflecting that person's appearance on it, his eyebrows, eyes, lips... Messiah resting on Voldemort's arm, the body of the undead was like He can't be covered with heat, it's warm, if you want it, you need to hold him tightly - it just so happens that the two of you never get tired of it.

Not all darkness is terrible. When leaning in a familiar embrace with the sound of shallow breathing in your ears, such darkness will only make people feel peaceful, and even feel that this life is good.

Messiah stared deeply at Voldemort's sleeping form, and made a lot of determination to move away his hand on Voldemort's chest that was stroking the melody of his heartbeat.Going down, and down a bit, he put his hands on Voldemort's slender hands, as if he was afraid that too many big movements would wake him up, or greedily wanted to stay a little longer. After a long pause, he stopped. Tightening his fingers, he gently took Voldemort's hand. Voldemort usually sleeps with him in his arms, and the two of them sleep very quietly. Voldemort always insists on letting Messiah rest on his arm, and put the other hand on his waist or back, which feels like Locking him tightly with his body.When the two woke up the next morning, they still hugged each other so intimately, and it felt good.

One of his hands left, and Messiah suddenly had a sense of unreliability, although this hand was opened by himself.It's like people who rely on each other to stand steadily on the cliff, if one of them lets go, the other will fall into the abyss.Frightening and hopeless.

Voldemort may be really tired. Strictly speaking, undead don't need sleep, but he is still used to sleep to relax himself. When he is injured or tired, it doesn't matter if it's an hour or a few hours. Feel better and recover faster.He slept so deeply because he had to deal with Vulcan soon, right?Perhaps it is also necessary to consider whether the other three will join in the fun together.Messiah thought about it, and wanted to comfort Voldemort, saying that the four of them would not come together, not to mention that the world needs their protection, so as a reassurance, if the four of them come together, this world will oppress them even more, after all They don't belong here.But it seems a bit too ridiculous to say such consolation by yourself?The corner of Messiah's lips curled into a bitter arc. He caused all this. His younger brothers and sisters ran after him aggressively like a runaway child, but they couldn't see it in their eyes. To a little tenderness, only think of him because that world is about to be destroyed?

Messiah leaned over and kissed the corner of Voldemort's lips lightly, as if to comfort him because he was leaving.The kiss was very light, as if the wind had passed without a trace, but somehow Voldemort could feel it, even in his sleep, he kissed back and put his hand on Messiah's waist again, making him dumbfounded.

"I love you, Tom."

"Well……"

Anyway, after going back, he will change back to his original body. Messiah gave Voldemort a comprehensive and enhanced sleeping spell without hesitation, hoping that he would have a good dream... But how could he be sure? For Voldemort, Isn't it a nightmare?

Messiah walked out of the room. The night was beautiful and peaceful. There were not many servants in Voldemort's castle. He had a capable butler. Only two or three servants plus a few house elves made the castle often deserted.But as long as people's hearts are not cold, even if the sky is the quilt and the ground is the mat, the world is still warm.

Messiah cast a longing glance at the closed door, and sent away the house elf who thought he had some orders and appeared in front of him in an instant. The house-elf in Voldemort's castle broke the laws of nature and was quite quiet. At least he didn't chatter and knock on walls in front of his master. His servants were also very polite.Normally Voldemort was a quiet person, loud creatures and noisy spaces were not his favorite.Fortunately, it will end after today.

The Messiah walked slowly, but every step he took was firm, as if he would not regret what he had done.He should have made up his mind earlier, and it was better for everyone.

Walking around a corner, the closed door suddenly opened, and an old man in a shining pajamas made of starlight came out yawning, "Hi! Messiah??"

The old man looked very surprised, and Messiah silently rolled his eyes in his heart, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and comforted his nearly blinded pupils.

"Long time no see, are you going on a night tour?" Dumbledore said, blinking at Messiah to express his strong curiosity at the moment.

"..." Messiah took a breath and replied calmly, "Yes, professor."

"Although it's my own home, it's bedtime now, and the parents will be angry when they wake up." Dumbledore said otherwise.

"Since it's my home... I don't think I'm a nocturnal now," Messiah frowned, and said seriously, "Besides, Tom agreed."

"Oh?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

"..."

This lie is so insincere!Could Dumbledore actually run to Voldemort's room and ask him if he had come out to show his dear brother?

"Children can't go to bed too late. It's for your own good." Dumbledore thought, it was a good time for him to come to Voldemort's "stay" today.Not sure what the Messiah was going to do, I'm afraid he didn't know how angry Voldemort would be if he woke up and couldn't find him.In other words, it was doubtful enough that the Messiah could sneak out of the room, and it was impossible for Voldemort not to accompany him.

"I thought it would be good for you if I did this," Messiah said with a smile. "The professor certainly doesn't want the Endless City to be destroyed, right? And Hogwarts, and those little wizards who haven't grown up yet , and students who have grown up and made you proud."

This opinion sounded tempting, Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds, and finally shook his head with a smile, "I remember, the little wizards who didn't grow up in Hogwarts... including you."

Dumbledore said, but there was still a little shadow on his face full of smiles. Voldemort was a good leader, a good professor, even a good lover, but he wasn't a good collaborator.Maybe what Dumbledore represents in his heart is not the same as what he represents after all. The people of Endless City can support him and trust him wholeheartedly, but what about Dumbledore?The headmaster of Hogwarts and the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, he couldn't be like Voldemort, who would devote himself to the Messiah and stand back when encountering the Messiah in other matters.

Voldemort didn't confess many things to Dumbledore, the only thing he knew more than others was that the Messiah was reincarnated, and in his previous life he was the brother Voldemort cared most about.The things that have happened recently have become more and more weird, and they have developed too far beyond Dumbledore's understanding. Dumbledore really can't accept it.And the facts also showed that only Voldemort could solve these weird situations, which made Dumbledore very insecure. He didn't like this feeling, very much.

The reason why he prevented himself from leaving like a Vulcan is probably because he was worried about Voldemort's anger when he woke up?If there is a follow-up and Voldemort refuses to make another move, the loss to the wizarding world may not be small.

"You can rest assured," Messiah said with a smile, the dim light reflected his pale face, and that smile was extremely fragile...and sincere, "I will not do anything that will hurt him. "

because of love……

A deeper love than they ever imagined...

Messiah simply chose, in his opinion, what was best for Tom.And that's... the only thing he can do.

It seemed that Messiah left first every time, so Voldemort could only watch his back.That must have felt bad, the Messiah knew.This is the last time, Messiah didn't say anything to Voldemort, and left without any warning, but with the tacit understanding between them...or, with Voldemort's love for Messiah, Voldemort will definitely understand .

"He will understand..." Messiah walked past Dumbledore. This time, Dumbledore did not speak.

They all understand, because they all have similar love in their hearts.

The Messiah came to the Garden, and the short journey, however protracted, came to an end.The garden at night is very cold, and the scenery and temperature are chilling to the bone.The appointed time is coming. Who would have thought that Voldemort's strong barrier would be destroyed by the hands of Messiah?The only token that can freely enter and exit each enchantment of the endless city was given to the opponent... Messiah's fault was added.

So Tom, find me and punish me...

The Messiah stood under the tree, but there was a strange and extremely fast rustling sound in the windless space, and then, the heat flow that tried to burn people was like a ball of flame, which suddenly expanded and rose, illuminating the garden. every corner, and exposed its red, harsh side to the eyes of the Messiah.

But the boy-like demon didn't care about him. Instead, he raised his hand and waved a silver glow, making the small protective barrier like the morning mist protect a creature of the same color as it.

"Are you going to provoke me as soon as you come?" Messiah's face suddenly became as if the light of fire could penetrate through his skin, and beads of cold sweat appeared in the blink of an eye. The room seemed to be terminally ill and crumbling.

The shrunken Vulcan stared at the Messiah with his godless eyes, was silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand to recall the flaming spear that had just been thrown out.

The same shrunken little snake immediately curled up into a ball in pain, coiled up like a cooked shrimp... Fortunately, it could make a painful hissing sound, and it was not dead yet.A piece of skin on the back of the little snake was scorched black, and traces of blood spilled from the open wound as it struggled, reminiscent of a cruel dish... The piece of flesh closest to the gun may have died was smoked.

[Nagini, go back to sleep. 】Messiah spoke in the snake language, which is the gentle voice that the little snake loves most.

【Voldy will be angry, he will definitely be very angry. 】The little snake looked at the Messiah with its ruby-like eyes, and even though it was tortured by Vulcan so that his heart trembled, he still clung to it and refused to leave.

【Tell him, I want to be with him, together forever...】 Messiah whispered, even in the hoarse and strange snake language, one could still hear the low and sad emotions in it.

Tom, I mean, you know.

After Messiah finished speaking, he ignored Nagini.Just as he was about to speak, Vulcan, who had been watching them silently just now, seemed to be watching a play and seemed to be in a daze, said first, "What? No more reinforcements?"

Vulcan's voice was very flat, without any emotional fluctuations, but the literal meaning of this had already made Messiah frown, "I said to go with you, and I meant to go with you. Certain aspects of human 'virtues' I Haven't learned yet."

However, there are some things that are right after learning, such as lying.

"God will not break his promise. If you leave, I will naturally completely close the barrier connecting the two worlds." Vulcan floated in the air, speaking as if giving something.

Messiah's body couldn't last too long, and this night, as if he wanted to bid farewell to this world, he squandered what little vitality he had left."Send" the little snake back to the room, and destroy the token that Voldemort gave him to freely enter and exit the barrier of the endless city.When crossing the space tunnel, his steps were all vain, but his mood gradually calmed down.

Countless colors merged with each other, and there was no sound in the twisted tunnel, and soon saw the peaceful light at the end.Messiah took the final step with Vulcan, and the tunnel was shattered into powder before his eyes, scattered and annihilated in the weak wind.

They stood in the largest temple on the mainland guarded by the god of fire. The main frame of the temple was made of sacred silvery-white moonlight jade. Brilliant performance on the continent.Using expensive flame crystals as lighting, the space is filled with the exciting pulsation of the fire element. Messiah guesses that the Vulcan guards here all day, and it must be as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Kneeling in front of them was a group of human beings, including the chief priest of the temple, densely packed, neatly dressed in temple costumes, or exquisite robes mainly in gold, or exquisite armor mainly in red, which looked like a cluster The soul also follows the burning flame.Everyone chanted the prayers of Vulcan with infinite worship and awe. At this moment, the Messiah really felt that in front of him was the Vulcan guarding a continent. On this continent, all All human beings deeply believe in him, his orders are their direction, and their existence...is also his important meaning.

And the Messiah, as the forgotten and fallen son of God, on this continent, even in the temple, people turned a blind eye to him.He was in a state of embarrassment and dying, and was brought back by Vulcan all the way, which just became another merit of Vulcan.

Perhaps in their eyes, the Messiah, the Son of God, is just an artifact to maintain the existence of the world, similar to an enchantment, similar to an artifact.Who would care, where the son of God who merged into the world will go, everything about him will be dispersed, soul, memory, love...

The jubilation of the ceremony outside the temple was quickly cut off, and darkness shrouded it again.

Without light, the darkness is like a huge curtain that can cover the world, heavy and silent.The sleeping body in the distance is the only light source, and the faint light is like a firefly in the night, indicating the weakness of the soul caused by being away from the body for a long time.Standing here, the Messiah seemed to be able to hear the weaker and weaker heartbeats of the two "selfs".And soon, there will be no heartbeat. In order to make up for the mistakes he made in negligence, he will sacrifice his soul to restore the world to its original state.

There is no sound, no life, and of course, there will be no hymns. This is the temple of the Messiah, the Son of God. Sadly, this is clearly the most important temple on the continent...

If... if... In the years when Messiah was "Messiah", human beings gave him even a little bit of trust and love.

If... During the long time when he was forced to sleep, forced to wake up and forced to "leave home", his younger brothers and sisters had given him a little warmth.

Then... things must be different.