[Comprehensive] Throne of God

I don't know since when, God no longer appears.

Then came human beings, and God favored them and issued his will.

—The son of man is above the angels.

These words appeared in his mind out of nowhere, Lucifer was standing in a familiar square, facing Michael with a sad face.He stared blankly at the serious atmosphere around him, feeling like he was falling into a dream, but at this moment he was conscious.

No, wasn't he in another world with God before?

and then……

It seems that God wants to seal his memory because he confessed his heart to God.

Lucifer wanted to think about the reason, and even tried to stop this strange duel, but the subsequent development made him feel cold all over.Although he didn't understand what exactly happened, Adam suddenly appeared in front of Michael, as if he was on guard that he would harm Michael.

The innocent pupils in the past were full of helplessness and fear, and they kept blinking at Lucifer.

As if trying to say something to him.

'Come on—'

The next moment, the brown eyes were smudged with golden fragments, and pure gold brighter than the sun occupied Adam's eyes.

Extremely pure, extremely bright, this is the appearance of the gods.

Lucifer took a few steps forward uncontrollably, his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound, after that his whole body was struck by lightning.The pain in his chest was so severe that his soul was torn apart. He stretched out his hand to save something, but was waved away by the God who had always been gentle with him. There was only divine indifference in those golden pupils.

Obviously everything happened so absurdly, but he couldn't find any sense of peacekeeping.

Originally, it was easy to get out of order when encountering things related to gods, but this time Lucifer defeated despair for the first time. Before falling into hell, he stared at the entrance of heaven that was far away from him.There is a deep voice next to his ear, acting as the narrator of fate, answering the question in his heart: "This is your destined future."

"Am I doomed to fall?"

Recalling the words of that 'Lucifer', Lucifer couldn't help but sneered and said to Void.No need to ask, the matter in front of him was all caused by that guy, which further proves that the other party is not his dark side, and he doesn't believe that 'himself' has the strength to take advantage of God's loopholes.

The unknown voice didn't answer him this time, and let the Archangel fall into the endless abyss, even if there was no resentment.

Time is blurred in the illusory spiritual space.

By the time the book of creation slowly turned to the next page, Lucifer had already established himself as the Lord of Hell.Even if the glorious wings were covered with dust, he still maintained his original appearance of blond hair and blue eyes, and a black robe couldn't hide the self-esteem and arrogance burned in his soul.

At the same time, he is also the pride of God.

Until Lucifer found it, the Book of Genesis still had an incredible feeling.Just like witnessing when the Lord created Lucifer back then, the magnificence of seeing miracles created in front of your eyes, and the subtle fusion of countless coincidences made today possible.

'Love is something that even fate can't predict. '

The Book of Creation couldn't help feeling emotional, it didn't use the image of Lucifer in front of Lucifer, but the original book.Then it shook the pages of the book, and wrote this sentence on the open white paper: "I actually don't think highly of you. In terms of belief, you are not as good as Metatron and Michael, and in terms of status, you are not as good as the creator god Kao." Adams and the Messiah. '

Before finishing the words that stopped abruptly, Lucifer already understood the meaning, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

"I'm his favorite creature."

Not creatures, but creatures.In heaven and earth, in thousands of worlds, he is the only angel who is put in the heart of God.

The book of creation was silent, just like Brahma liked his eloquent goddess, who can say that eloquent goddess is not worthy of him, and who can say that only existences like Yahweh and Chaos are qualified.

'Lucifer, Lord and Chaos are doing a dangerous thing, I don't know if the result is good or bad, but Brahma himself has no malice, he is intervening as a destroyer.What you see today is only allowed by Brahma under the condition of sympathy, and its purpose is nothing more than to let Jehovah stay here for a longer time. '

The longer the time, the more chaotic the outside world will be. Brahma really gave up his face in order to be able to protect the world forever.

The pages of the book were slowly closed, and the Book of Creation changed its serious and serious style, and flew up to Lucifer's side for a spin, making a weird "oh ho ho ho" laugh: "How are you happy? Your honorable one." Your Highness Lucifer, in Jehovah's world, there are basically no rivals in love other than the law."

"Don't even fight for such a good condition, be careful to wait until the petty eyes of the law get rid of you first."

Lucifer's brows twitched slightly, although he didn't really believe that the legendary law would be like this, but the Book of Creation, as Jehovah's accompanying artifact, had no reason to be groundless.

"Let's gossip, I know you are anxious to wait, but the memory still has to be temporarily sealed." The surface of the Genesis Book gave off a hazy halo, and then the whole world turned into a water-like background, and the gray-white mist gradually Extracted from the inside, restored to a simple milky white spiritual space.

It left a sentence with tolerance and blessing: "Use your heart to prove your feelings, and the Lord will believe it."

The brilliance in Lucifer's eyes lit up, and the moment he showed his face and smiled, the dark wings transformed back into the wings of holy light bestowed by the gods, eclipsing the surroundings.

When he wakes up, he still has to be the Archangel Haniya.

What remained unchanged was his innate attachment to Yahweh, which he would never forget until his death.

You can't change me, Lord.

Waking up from a peaceful sleep, Haniya stretched out her hand to press her heart with shortness of breath, and the words like an oath echoed in her mind.

Washing the memory may be innocent, but simplicity does not mean stupidity. Hania has noticed the difference between many angels to him time and time again.At first, I thought it was the effect of their appearance, but over time, Hania found awe and sarcasm in their expressions, which were extremely contradictory.

Only a few seraphim adults I know often look at him with tangled expressions, as if looking at someone through him.

So he is different.

Even—among the billions of angels in the whole heaven are different.

Haniya who was sitting on the bed blinked, and the clear blue was full of joy. Does this mean that he is also different in the eyes of God.

Wanting to convey his happiness to God, he tried to put his palms together, wanting to have a prayer.

After all, Haniya is just a little angel, not to mention that Seraphim level will not directly control him, and other high-ranking angels are unwilling to approach him, so that no angel has taught him how to pray.However, as far as sincerity is concerned, gold and stones are open, and no matter how pure the belief is, it can't compare with the joy of childish hands.

Without timidity or cautiousness, Haniya's slightly shy smile came into Jehovah's eyes.

Naturally, even the Lord let go of his concern. He has not forgotten what happened when Lucy was praying, but Hania is Hania, and he is far from developing the straightforward style of Archangel Seraph that makes God ashamed.Sensing Haniya's eagerness to get closer, Yahweh gently opened the space barrier, allowing Hania to jump into his arms happily.

The little angels in this period are completely carefree, they don't need to worry about their studies, and they don't need to go to the battlefield to fight for heaven.Similarly, Jehovah will not deal with Lucy in the same way he treated Dominica. After all, one is to correct the concept of angels, and the other is to correct the mutated feelings.

I sighed in my heart.

Yahweh stroked Hania's soft silver hair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He likes this child, even if he is reborn as a little angel who doesn't know the world, Lucy's soul has never changed.

"Hania likes God, but Haniya doesn't understand anything. Does God like Hania like this?"

"Yes."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Haniya's face blushed, very much like Lucifer's rare twist.He leaned on the god shrouded in the holy light, opened his lips as light as flower stamens, and said in a low voice: "If Haniya becomes more powerful and understands more, will God like Hania more?"

Yahweh looked down at him, and asked doubtfully, "Why do you think so?"

"Because Haniya wants to be God's favorite angel, so she wants to become the most powerful angel." Haniya tried hard to put on a serious expression, but her childish face always made Jehovah laugh.

"Okay."

Yahweh didn't object, nor did he express his determination. If it was Lucifer, naturally he wouldn't be fooled, but Haniya didn't notice the problem at all, and he hugged Yahweh with a happy smile, his eyebrows and eyes curved into delicate crescent moons.

Suddenly, Yahweh's eyes met the unknown place, and the coercion in the golden pupil was like the calm before the storm. Under the sharp twist of divine power, a strange breath fled away.

In the distant abyss.

Chaos, who was forced to watch the live broadcast, had sore teeth, thankful that Yahweh cut off Brahma's divine sense, but the picture disappeared, and he had to endure the secondary poisoning of his ears.

"That's great. Jehovah likes Lucifer, and Lucifer likes him too."

Brahma thought enviously of what he saw just now, when the goddess he liked would stop hiding from him. It was indeed fun to play hide and seek all day long, but it was too painful to play like this all the time.Who made the avatars in the dream world not strong enough, and their personalities more straightforward, so that the eloquent girl could not surrender or look up to her from the bottom of her heart.

"Love doesn't have to exist in the God of Creation at all." Chaos raised his chin slightly, his dark eyes devouring all the light and emotion, too cold to hold any warmth.After interrupting Brahma's soliloquy, he couldn't bear to tear open a chaotic and void passage, and went to another quieter place.

"That's why you live such a boring life."

Looking at the constantly twisting and changing appearance of the chaotic void, Brahma sighed lowly, knowing that most of this represented Chaos' mood. The dark creator god is not as easy to accept emotions as the bright creator god.