9.

This is the final chapter, the story of "Despair".

In this world, there are seven most dazzling souls. These souls possess seven star-like virtues, a beauty that even the demons in hell cannot deny.

But these seven flawless souls were torn apart by the human world.

8.

Once upon a time there was the most tolerant soul in the world. She was innocent and kind, and was the only daughter of the village chief in a remote mountain village.

The girl inherited her father's sense of responsibility. She loves and selflessly takes care of everyone in the village. She sincerely hopes that everyone can have a good destiny. She longs to help everyone she meets and make everyone smile because they have no worries.

In a test, the girl was found to have the talent of a magician. She was the first magician in this small mountain village. Her father was proud of her, and the family firmly believed that the girl could bring a better future to this poor and backward village.

However, the villagers didn't think so, and people were jealous of her.

The people in the mountain village are isolated from the world, they are forever rooted in the barren land, they only know that the girl and her father are going to break away from this cradle of pain - they are going to leave the village, they are going to go to the city, they are going to abandon their poor relatives and live a good life of their own. This is the consensus of the villagers based on their own experience.

The girl's magical talent brought the lord's reward to the village chief's family. The village chief's small yard was filled with gold, silver and other valuables, which dyed the villagers' eyes red. The girl's uncle secretly poisoned his brother whom he had envied all his life. He lied to the girl that the village chief died of a serious illness. He got the money and the guardianship of the girl, and he became the new village chief.

The girl discovered the horrible truth, and she also died.

The devil liked this tolerant and beautiful soul. He resurrected the girl and ate up the dirty village. Amidst the flying blood and flesh, the resurrected soul fell in love with the devil like a baby bird.

From then on, the only one left in this world was the witch Alice, with the venom of jealousy flowing in her chest.

A soul that dies of jealousy becomes a vehicle for jealousy.

7.

Once upon a time there was the most diligent soul in the world. She was a devout nun in the church. She hoped that her faith would protect her steadfastness. She believed that the church existed to guide people towards truth, goodness and beauty. She was willing to use her limited life to help those who were suffering. She was determined to devote her whole life to it. In the expectant eyes of her parishioners, she never dared to relax for a moment.

However, the church where the nun works is full of filth and is the cradle of sin under the disguise of holiness and light:

The kind old lady is a human trafficker who abuses orphans, the amiable archbishop is a wizard who is addicted to black magic, the enthusiastic fanatic is a villain who rapes nuns and steals their money... These people have no responsibility, honor or conscience, they work together tacitly and suck the blood of the suffering people with a hypocritical look. They are so lazy, like dirty insects in sewage.

As the nun grew up, she finally discovered the truth. The church that adopted her was not a paradise on earth at all. She watched helplessly as the baby she took care of was strangled to death by the nanny, the homeless man she took in with good intentions was used as a sacrifice by the bishop, the town girl of a strange sect was defiled by the believers, and the gorgeous church squeezed the last copper coin that the poor depended on for survival...

How can this be possible? This is wrong.

The nun wants to do everything she can to change the status quo, but...

It's no use. No matter how pious the nun is, no matter how diligent she is, how can she save these people who are tearing each other apart in suffering?

It's useless.

The nun was so brave, she resisted these lazy people, so she was slandered by the lazy people, all the sins were piled on her head, the ignorant people stoned the nun to death, and her body became a sacrifice of black magic.

This diligent soul was so beautiful, the halo of virtue was better than the finest gem. The devil resurrected the nun and ate the ugly people. The nun, whose faith had collapsed, regarded the devil as her new god and burned down the church with her own hands.

From then on, only the green dragon was left in the world, sleeping lazily in the dragon cave.

A soul that dies of laziness becomes laziness incarnate.

6.

Once upon a time there was the most restrained soul in the world. She was the heiress of the Jasmine family. Her fiefdom was vast and boundless, and there were hard-working serfs in every corner.

The heir ascended to the position of feudal lord. She loved her territory, she cherished her people, she was frugal and hardworking, and she wanted to give the tenants and serfs on this land a happier life.

So the feudal lord was determined to reform and create a paradise where everyone was equal.

However, the feudal lord's territory is not only populated by his noble family. There are dozens of noble families of all sizes under him, and under them there are countless rampant knights. All the families are closely connected, marriage is their interwoven network, and the solidified class does not allow anyone to offend.

Even if you are a feudal lord, you are not allowed to do so.

These pleasure-seeking people are like eternally hungry devils; they will never stop enjoying themselves, and their extravagance has no limit. They cannot tolerate thrift and moderation, just as bats are afraid of sunlight and flies and mosquitoes are repelled by clean water.

The young feudal lord was accused of unimaginable crimes and died at the hands of bandits on his way to exile. These thieves were all his subjects. Their poor and ordinary life could not satisfy them. They longed for the life of nobles and wealthy businessmen. They were plundering by nature and were greedy and lustful.

The last emblem of the Jasmine family was melted into gold water after the robbery, and became the money used by the criminals to pay for their extravagant pleasures in the brothel.

A soul with the virtue of temperance is like the stars at night. The devil brought this beautiful soul and washed the nobles' feast with blood, so the prince was resurrected on the bones. From then on, the only ones left in the world were the pleasure-indulging lion scorpions, trampling on their former beliefs.

The soul that died of gluttony becomes the reflection of gluttony.

5.

Once upon a time, there was a soul that was the purest in the world. She was a beautiful and charming singer with a perfect and unique body. Her beauty shone as brightly as her character. Her voice was like a mermaid in the deep sea in mythology, and her fingers could play melodious and joyful music...

But she was a diva, she was a slave.

The strange body became the evidence of crime, the seductive face brought disaster, the singer's body and mind were defiled in the endless transactions and tortures. She longed for a true love, a unique affection.

But this is also impossible.

The absurd and lustful slave owners toyed with her, the slaves who would never get ahead were jealous of her, the poor and lustful civilians coveted her, and she gave her all her passion time and time again, but all she got in return was the disaster brought about by her stunning beauty.

No one will ever love her and she will get nothing.

The singer died, died from endless desecration and abuse. This hideous land would not allow the virtue of chastity to sprout and blossom. No one was willing to listen quietly to her sincere and humble song. The only exception... How ironic, the only exception was the devil.

The devil resurrected the singer, and at a slave auction he ate the wealthy nobles who had defiled the singer. The singer then sang wedding songs for the devil and became his bride. From then on, only lustful bone snakes remained in the world, sucking the corrupt sex from people.

The souls that died from □□ became slaves of □□.

4.

Once upon a time there was the most patient soul in the world. She was a young and famous knight of light. She swore to defend the monarch, protect the weak, and denounce evil. She was tough and gentle, she loved life, and she firmly believed in justice.

The war has come, and the knight went out to fight under the order of the king. However, her spearhead was not directed at the real "evil". She was an invader, and she was ordered to massacre the unarmed old, weak, women and children. The heads of innocent people piled up into a mountain at her feet, and the blood of the innocent dead flowed like a river beside her.

The knight received the highest honor in the sea of ​​blood and corpses. It was the medal of killing and the reward of sin.

This is "justice," everyone says.

The knight gave up her oath and wanted to leave the battlefield, but she was surrounded by an angry crowd. The angry people hated life, the angry people distorted justice, their revenge was without reason, their hatred was endless, and their blades were pointed at everyone, even themselves.

The knight who had recklessly withdrawn became their enemy, and she went from being the light of the empire to a traitor.

The knight was sent to the gallows, her former colleagues spurned her, her enemy captives despised her, and the civilians she protected hated her. Everyone here had an angry soul, and they could not accept a calm, peaceful, and patient outsider.

The patient soul has a halo as dazzling as sunlight. The devil resurrected the knight. The devil ate the army and prisoners. When the skeleton with blood and flesh rolled to the knight's feet, the knight turned into a cannibalistic Centaur. She found her own justice in death, and she offered loyalty and faith to the devil.

The soul that dies in rage becomes an accomplice to rage.

3.

Once upon a time there was the most generous soul in the world. She was a learned sorcerer with broad ambitions. She understood the principles of magic and the arcane, and was proficient in potions that could heal illnesses. She walked on a land filled with desolation and war. She opened her heart to all those suffering from illness and healed them at all costs.

The magician came to a small town. She brought a good harvest and knowledge to the people in the town. She told the magical magic and exquisite medical skills without reservation. She climbed to the top of the mountain to collect herbs for the seriously ill old man, she dived into the deep pool to fish for the man with amputated limbs, she went deep into the jungle to pick for the pregnant woman, and she caught birds in the sky for the foolish children.

The magician generously shared all her knowledge and wealth until the plague came.

Ordinary people are infected with the plague, and only those with magical talents can resist it. Sorcerers are helpless.

Then the greedy people began to resent.

They hated the magician's health, despised the magician's freedom, and coveted the magician's power. They declared that the magician was the culprit of plague and disaster. They built a tall stake and used deception, blindness, and all the most despicable means to tie the magician to the stake.

The generous magician died in the flames, her body was ground into powder and eaten by the ignorant people.

The generous soul was as bright as the tranquil moonlight. The devil fished out this tenderness from the dead, and the sorceress was resurrected as a result. She watched the devil eat those people whom she had saved and who had burned her to death together, and she raised her first smile after her resurrection.

From then on, the magician became a monster with countless tentacles, eyes and mouthparts. She no longer shared any of her treasures, but greedily absorbed everything that her tentacles could touch.

A soul that died of greed becomes a believer in greed.

2.

Once upon a time there was the most humble soul in the world. She was a young monarch who succeeded to the throne. She believed in justice and stuck to her faith. She looked up at this complex world with respect, she looked forward to her land with anticipation, and she loved her kingdom deeply.

However, the humble soul was trapped in an arrogant court, where princes and nobles enjoyed themselves and were picky about the people's money mixed with blood and tears, ministers and officials levied heavy taxes in front of warehouses where grain and silk rotted, and bishops and nuns had sex and played in magnificent and splendid churches. Power brought a ladder to heaven, and the upper class arrogantly looked down at the world under their feet and evaluated the humble lower class with contempt and disdain.

But this humble monarch is different. He is grateful for the mission bestowed by God, cherishes the life given by his parents, respects all the civilians who work and fight for him, and cherishes every drop of water and every grain of rice. He never abuses power and strictly maintains his obligations and responsibilities.

The king deprived his subjects of their interests time and again. Her grand ambition required her to have the final say. She emptied the national treasury for the poor and made the parasites flee in panic. She did not need jackals around her who were willing to be driven by interests. But... in her court, except for her, the lion king, there were only jackals everywhere.

The lonely monarch came to the end of his life. The arrogant court could not tolerate this humble and magnificent soul. The poisonous wine was poured into the king's throat. When the crown fell in a pool of blood, the baby with mixed blood became the new ruler in the cradle. The arrogant people toasted each other under the throne.

A humble soul does not have magnificent brilliance, but it has a tranquility as fragile as the night. The devil brings the undead to feast in the palace. The nobles and ministers are all smelly food. When death comes, they are as fragile and humble as ants.

The dead were resurrected and the king returned. From then on, the monarch merged into the shadow of darkness, judging her subjects arrogantly and tyrannically.

A soul that dies of pride becomes an arrogant tyrant.

1.

There is no place for magnificent virtues in the human world. Only demons are willing to give praise and tolerance. The broken souls reassemble the connection between virtue and vice. When they fall, pure sin lights up the endless hell.

The world disappeared in sin, the devil took away the most beautiful souls, and then tore the remaining dirty and muddy world into pieces.

Sin completely disappeared from the human world and the world was saved.

This is the truth of everything.

0.

Congratulations, you "chosen one", the devil from hell. You have obtained the seven most beautiful souls in the world. You found them in the sinful world, so you resurrected them, recast them, and finally took them into hell.

You are the devil, you get what you want.

You are the head of sin, you are the source of evil.

The author has something to say: The game line is finished, but this article is not finished! I found that some little angels misunderstood

There were originally three plot lines. The reality and game plots have been concluded, but the main plot has not yet been completed. There are still a few twists and turns and the real ending that have not been explained.

After the full text is finished, there are seven extra chapters, all of which are sweet.

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The ending is a happy ending for them, I already said it’s a sweet story!

As for the love line...an open ending, an adult's choice.

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Muah!