I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 453

[Chapter 443 The Evil God Festival · Boathouse]

“It’s not her.” Bai Liu explained truthfully, “This is Beiyuan Xiaokui, another sacrificial clothing.”

“She and I haven’t had contact with me in Beiyuan’s house, and the clothing is only here for some accidental reasons? ”

” Beiyuan Xiaokui?

Bai Liu raised his head sharply: “Do you know her?”

“I haven’t seen Beiyuan Xiaokui yet in this world line.” Xieta shook her head slightly and looked up at Bai Liu, “But before that ?, I did meet her.”

“She was brought to me by another child.”

Bai Liu asked?: “Who?”

Xieta was silent for a few seconds: “God will send one to each world line. His own derivative, the derivative will grow up slowly in the world line, and then when he is about fourteen years old, he will meet me in the orphanage.”

“Although the derivative is a creation of God

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This derivative, like me, is the Cthulhu’s favorite heir candidate, but we all have a fatal flaw that can’t be the Cthulhu—” Sheeta’s

tone was very light, he looked up at Bai Liu, “None of us have souls.”

“According to the different characteristics of me and the derivatives, God has formulated two different plans for us to generate souls and put them into each world line.”

“He will first let us contact different human beings in large quantities, Find a human being who we will have emotions on each other, and this human being is our [anchor].”

“When we have an [anchor], we will change from a godless creature without a soul to a soul with a soul. The Evil God Reserve.”

Xieta lowered her eyes: “Next, the evil god will design various game paths, let us take the initiative to destroy—”

Bai Liu opened his eyelids: “—Destroy your [Anchor], so that you will lose the [Anchor] It makes the soul more valuable in the pain, right?”

“Yes.” Sheta turned her head to look at Bai Liu, “God calls this process the destruction and reconstruction of the [Anchor], the shaping effect of the soul.”

Bai Liu Averting his eyes, he commented in a lukewarm manner: “It sounds like a study done by a Cthulhu who is so boring that he has nothing to do.”

“But this study has never been successful for me.” Sheeta accepted it obediently. According to Bai Liu’s words, he bent his knees and sat casually at the side of the corridor, staring at the moon hanging in the sky with clear eyes, “Because no matter how the evil gods throw me and let me contact how many people, I have never found me. Your own [Anchor].”

“Not only that.” Bai Liu’s tone was flat, “You have also become the [Anchor] of a derivative of the Evil God, right?”

Xieta paused: “Yes.”

“Because of me The relationship with him is a competitor, even when each world line starts, he has no memory of me, and his curiosity about me is the heaviest among all the humans he has encountered.”

“He He will always observe me, the books I read, the places I frequent, my response after others touch me, the food pits I have eaten, my attitude after being punished, and even—”

Bai Liu said in a flat tone: “— Is it the pinhole in your body, the eyes you deliberately cover, He will even stand on the head of your bed after you go to sleep, leaning down to count the slight twitching of your eyelids per minute, the frequency of your heart beat, the touch of Touching your unusually cold body temperature.”

Sheeta’s words suddenly stopped.

He fell silent, his fingers beside Bai Liu curled up slightly, his eyelashes fell silently, and he looked at the goldfish swimming carefree in the pond under his chained feet.

Bai Liu turned his head, and looked at Sheeta’s profile calmly: “After a long period of observation, He discovered that you are different from other vulgar and full of desires, and gradually he has come to you. Extraordinary attention, and some strange feelings that want to be close to you, so you became? His [anchor], is that so?”

“That’s it.” Sheeta’s long hair was blown by the wind He

had to shake gently, his tone seemed to become light and unpredictable in the wind, “But it’s not exactly what you said?”

Sheeta turned his head, his silver-blue eyes were dazzling. He stared at Bai Liu who was sitting opposite him intently: “Derivatives won’t be produced by me, the kind you said, some strange feelings that want to get close to me.”

“It doesn’t have to be produced? Only positive emotions can become someone’s [anchor], and extreme negative emotions to [anchor] can also shape a person’s soul.”

“The derivatives in each world line will only produce one emotion for me. Sheeta

looked directly into Bai Liu’s eyes and spoke in a soft tone: “That’s killing intent.”

“His strong desire for money will make him aware of what I can use in me, and I am pulling his desire. Anchor], as long as he kills me and lifts me up, [Anchor] will sink to the bottom of the sea, and he can enter the game on a ship full of his own desires, walk on the game path God has already written for him, and climb to the top Become the king in the world line.”

“Then God should be satisfied?” Bai Liu asked calmly, “Shouldn’t he find an heir who meets his requirements?”

Sheeta shook his head: “God is not satisfied. ”

In the end, the derivative that came before God has a soul, but the soul has no texture. It is just a container full of desires, and there is no pain in it.”

“God doesn’t like that kind of soul. He thinks that a soul without pain is worthless, so He wants a container that can hold pain and desire at the same time, so He is still constantly opening new world lines, constantly using My own derivatives and me, and every human in this world line to do experiments.”

Sheta said calmly: “In so many experiments of gods, I am the only creature that can’t find my [anchor]. ”

God has exiled me to many places, so that I can find my [anchor], and let me meet many people.”

“But I still can’t understand the desires of these people. And feelings are all for what.”

“So God wanted me to better understand human desires and evil.” Sheta slightly lowered her eyelashes, “He put me in the Under the sea, in the center of the earth, in the universe 13.7 billion light-years away, and then transformed my body on a seat.”

“Under the transformation of God, I became a monster. , a natural evil.”

“God said, when human desires touch me, it will lead to boundless bitter fruit and hell. I am a god and enjoy the beliefs of human beings, so I should derive my own evil. I am

responsible for the human tragedy.”

“Whenever someone approaches me, the most evil desires in the heart of this person will surface from the subconscious, and when the desire of this person is strong enough, or there are enough people close to me, as long as they When the sum of desires exceeds the value set by a certain evil god, their desires can alienate part of my body and turn my body into some kind of tool to realize their desires.”

“When this kind of [tool] spreads into? Human society will alienate human heretics into some kind of monster like me.”

“So human society has established some kind of organization to deal with these [tools] and monsters.”

Sheeta raised her eyes and said calmly?: ” People in this organization collectively refer to these [tools] and those alienated by [tools] as heretics.”

“I am the sum total of all heretics, and the existence they most want to eliminate.”

“In the path God has set for me, whether people in each world line are good or evil, what position do they stand in? What kind of experience and life? When they see me, they only have two thoughts about me – either they want to tear me apart, or they want to destroy me.”

“When they see my When I open my eyes, it will only have an extreme emotion towards me—”

“—that is fear.”

Scheta closed his eyes halfway, the moonlight poured on his face, and the half-curled silver-blue long There was a faint shimmer of light in his hair, which made his whole person appear white and flawless under the moonlight, like a jade carving. Except for the slight movement of his lips, it was almost impossible to tell that the god who was whispering was a living creature:

“God thinks man is like a mirror.”

“When the person standing in front of the mirror has what kind of emotion towards the mirror, what kind of emotion will the mirror reflect, so when one hates the other? A person, another person will also reflect the emotion of [hate] towards this person.”

“The first emotion that God wants me to have is fear, so he makes everyone stand before me in fear? It can reflect this emotion, and with this emotion as the origin, I have a powerful soul that is enough to become an evil god and make everyone fear.”

“But no matter how many people stand in front of me in fear, I can’t feel and understand. What are they thinking? They can’t have the same emotions as them, so I can’t have my own soul.”

“God said, I’m a broken mirror, and there’s no way to properly refract the person standing in front of me?” The emotions.”

Sheeta turned his head, he looked at Bai Liu with those eyes that made countless people terrified, the wind lifted the leaves and his hair, in front of Bai Liu? It was Xieta’s voice that spoke lightly at the moment:

“But Bai Liu is different.”

“When Bai Liu stood in front of me, I could feel a very strange feeling.”

Xieta put his hands on the side wall of the corridor, his shoulders leaned forward, and he approached Bai Liu. His silver-blue eyes are in front of Bai Liu? Enlarged, the moon and water are reflected in it, as if the sky and the moon are all blending in his eyes, shining into an ambiguous pus, but the opening is like a pond under his feet. “This kind

of

feeling makes me want to observe you all the time, read books with you, go to places you often go together, and want to know your response when someone touches you, know what you have eaten? Food—”

“—even wanting to take off your clothes, scrutinizing you? Deliberately blocked wounds, wanting to stand on your bed after you sleep, leaning over? Counting your eyelids twitching every minute The number of times, the frequency of the heart beating, touching you and me are different—”

“—warm body temperature.”

Sheeta stretched out his hand and touched Bai Liu’s side face very lightly, just like touching a pond As gentle and careful as a goldfish, he looked down at Bai Liu and asked earnestly:

“Bai Liu can tell me that whenever you look at me, I will reflect it to you, this kind of feeling that makes me a little strange, is it? What?”

Bai Liu’s heart jumped suddenly.