I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 534

[Chapter 522 The Witch Trial (253)]
From then on, this strange guest, or rather the “god” he thought would come? Every night.
On the second night, the guest still brought the same set of clothes and books, but the difference was that this time he also wore a pair of contact lenses, or beauty contact lenses?
He hesitated to open the contact lens box that the guest handed him with a smile? – Inside? A pair of silver-blue contact lenses.
“I was a little late last night? In a hurry, I forgot to bring this.” The guest asked politely, “I haven’t used this before. Buy the safest pair. Would you mind wearing it?”
He naturally didn’t mind.
Behind the curtain, he changed into the worn out orphanage clothes, and then put on the pair of silver-blue contact lenses. He sat there and flipped through the book. Under the gaze of this guest, he had a Instantly the scalp is numb.
——The eyes are different from last night, after he put on this contact lens.
The way the guest looked at him became very focused, or… misses, as if he had been in this hazy silence countless times, guarding such a statue, unable to speak, not to look at him, Only? Sculptures of silver-blue glasses with flipping books and reading, so quietly spent billions of years.
Seemingly aware of his tenseness, the guest said with a chuckle: “Will my gaze make you uncomfortable?”
After hesitating for a while, he shook his head honestly: “No?”
——Although this guest looked at him intently, his eyes were different from those of the guests.
There was no desire in the eyes he looked at him, just pure and calm watching – like watching a character in a TV show, or an NPC in a game.
The guests looked at him and didn’t take him as a human being.
But he always felt that in the eyes of this guest, he was much more like a person than in the eyes of other guests.
After the two of them got along silently for a while in this silence, he said tentatively, “Do you… like this child I play?”
The guest pondered for a while, He seemed to be thinking about his question, and then chuckled: “I don’t really understand what you guys say about liking.”
“I’m just used to his company, although he never responded to me.”
“This Is the child your heir?” He replied subconsciously, “Then if he wants to go, you can absolutely not let him go.”
——Every man in this circle is like this Treat their own children? Yes, they can arrange how they want to treat their own children.
Business cards, successors, jobs—everything will be arranged.
These children, like him, as long as they were born in the families of men in the inner circle, they would never be able to leave the control of the inner circle and the Holy See. The trajectory of their life has been clearly planned from the moment they were born. , no further deviation is possible.
So he was a little confused by this situation – a man who was powerful enough to make the men in the inner circle clear, but he was about to leave him for the sake of his own child.
This is so bizarre.
“When he has no soul, just a sculpture, I can easily keep him by my side.” The guest replied with a chuckle, “but after he has a soul, it will not work. ”
He will be endlessly for what he yearns for, for the person he wants to protect, for the moment when he gave birth to his soul, resisting my bondage and retention of him.” The
guest looked at his eyes It was full of nostalgia and some deep emotions that he couldn’t understand: “He understands love and has a soul.”
“He is no longer my kind, and we can no longer sit under the stars? It’s that quiet. get along well.”
“You can take me to the sea.” He said awkwardly, “You should be a god-like existence, right? Can’t you leave this child?” The
guest smiled and replied: “Even if it is a god , can’t leave? A person with a soul.”
He slowly straightened his back, confused and full of uncontrollable yearning, he repeated the guest’s words: “A person with a soul?”
Her words It rang in my ears again: [Leave here, leave the city of the sky.
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【There is a wider stage waiting for you.
】 “Thank you for your company tonight.” The guest got up, he put on his
cloak
and thanked him with a smile, “Is there anything you want?”
All paid in full.
“You, can you take me out of this island tonight?” The last request, he said cautiously, “Just like last night, you can go to the sea.”
“Go to the sea… The guest laughed. “If it’s just an outlying island, do you like the sky?”
He was stunned.
The guest extended his leather-gloved hand to him and smiled gently: “I’ll take you to see the universe, the place where I was born, go?”
His eyes lit up, and he put his hand on it without hesitation: “Go!”
That night, when the guests sent him back to the island, his mind was blank, and the vast silver and blue stars were still circulating, and he fell into the thick quilt with a dazed expression. , and suddenly jumped up excitedly, frantically punching into the air, then fell backwards, fell back and forth in the quilt, hugged the pillow, rolled and kicked.
Too beautiful.
The world is so big.
As she said, it’s so vast.
He slowly and cherishly took out the photo from the clothes in his heart, and very quickly covered the dog man on top of the photo, only looking at the sunny her, and then slowly attached her treasure to himself , and then slowly curled up into a ball, huddled in the quilt, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
The starry sky outside the island is brilliant.
During that time, the guests came almost every night, he took him to see the most borderline scenery, and he responded to all his requests.
Sitting on the ocean and watching mermaids swim by, under the ice in Antarctica? Watching those ancient animals that congealed, huddling on the train with people coming and going.
The guests would sometimes say to him jokingly: “That passenger’s mirror? One day? It will explode.”
He
will be puzzled and ask: “Why?”
It blew up.”
Anyway? That’s the kind of stuff he doesn’t understand at all, but it doesn’t prevent him from having a good time.
No one ever showed him how to play, he seemed to have the friend she said.
But he knew that this guest would leave one day, but he didn’t know why, as if he was escaping, he was unwilling to face the fact that this guest wanted to leave.
But one day, the guest mentioned it himself. He looked at him who was turning the book, and suddenly said, “I won’t be here tomorrow night.” “Where
do
you want to go tonight?”
The tone was so light, as if saying goodbye to an after-dinner TV show? It was as easy as not knowing how cruel it was to him.
His hand trembled as he flipped through the book, raised his head in disbelief, and then quickly calmed down, he asked, “Is that only tomorrow?”
“No.” The guest replied with a smile, ” Never again? Come.”
He sat there for a long time, didn’t turn his face, controlled his emotions, made himself look as cold as possible, and then suddenly jumped up from the spot as if he had thought of something, and said hurriedly while running: “Wait for me?!”
“Wait for me first?!”
His tears still fell, and he wiped his tears carelessly, while taking from a cupboard he hid under the duvet bed. I dug out the gauze — the gauze that danced in “Salome”.
[In this world? There are many people who really watch dance who appreciate your beauty – they exist, I have seen them.
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He took a deep breath, put on this gauze, and walked out with almost trembling shoulders.
“Can I do a dance for you?” he asked in a trembling voice.
The guest said softly, “Yes.”
Under the candlelight, beside the flannel, he had danced this dance countless times. Those people stared at him with the most hated and most hated eyes through the pus-filled candlelight and the flannel. looking at him—as if they had looked at her.
But not this time, not this time from start to finish.
The guest sat there quietly, without jumping halfway and rushing up, without lying on the ground and stroking his feet, without saying something implicitly?
After he finished dancing, he turned in a circle, with purple eyes full of tears, his hands tightly clenched the skirt of his skirt, and asked the guest very lightly, “Does it look good?”
“It’s beautiful.” The guest replied with a smile He
replied, “Your soul is as beautiful as dance.”
He finally laughed, tears rolled down his face, he took two steps back very reservedly, raised his skirt and bowed his head slightly, making the gesture he was in. In the video tape, she has seen it thousands of times, her dance drama curtain call:
“Thank you for watching.”
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