Chapter 135 About Fan Yi (Fan You Extra)
In the vast universe, there are countless dimensional worlds.
I was born to control these things. The gods are heartless and emotionless, but when the Father God handed the infant-sized Fan Yi to me, my heart moved strangely. It was like what people call the vibration of blood connection.
But Fan Yi and I are not related by blood. Instead, we were born from the same inorganic stone.
Half of him, half of me.
Although he was the second generation of gods conceived by the Father God himself, he was born very different from the first generation of gods.
He is not like other gods and their messengers, who are afraid and alienated by the innate sense of oppression of the Lord God.
More often than not, he feels like a child I raised myself, and he has a natural affinity for me.
But I really have a headache if I can’t educate my children well.
Whenever I sat in the temple observing the directions of the stars and their connections with the three thousand worlds, he would suddenly emerge from under the throne, tugging at my clothes and crying and making a fuss.
"Gege, Gege."
I don’t know what he saw in the human world in the crystal ball. When he called me when I was young, he always used a Taiwanese accent, as if that made me seem more intimate.
He didn't care about the indescribable looks from the gods' messengers, and often rolled and crawled on the ice crystal carpet in the temple.
He disliked the temple's emptiness and boredom, so he kicked Shana's crystal ball into pieces yesterday, and today, while Novi was not in the temple, he turned her temple into a mess.
"Brother, I want to go to the human world, I want to go to the human world!" He was in my temple, waving his trident and making a lot of noise.
I sat on a chair in the temple, silently watching him lying on the ground, his silver tail lashing out, an invisible current of air as if floating in the sea, letting him swim freely. Behind him, the gods rushed to catch him, but they could never catch him.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that he has not been able to control his tail since birth.
It is not quiet when it grows legs, and most of the time it is not necessarily quiet even if it is a fish.
It wasn't his fault, though. Even gods were still in their infancy at 300 years old, and he was still just a newborn. It was normal for him to lose control of his shapeshifting. It would get better once he reached the shaping stage.
I cast a spell with a headache and lifted him in front of me.
Now, he was wagging his tail and found that he couldn't escape my shackles, so he pouted and was about to burst into tears.
"Let you go." I sighed and waved my hand. The floating lights and shadows of the three thousand worlds beside me began to rotate. I took the crystal ball and let him choose the world he wanted to live in.
He casually pointed to the 0003 world.
The blue eyes were glowing.
Later, he rarely returned to the temple. No one knew why he liked staying in the human world so much.
Until I heard Shana tell me more than once that Fan Yi was stirring up trouble in the world and his deeds and crimes were too numerous to list.
Today he spears fish, tomorrow he spears people. At sea, if he sees someone he's not happy with, he'll just flip over their boat.
Shana wanted me to lock him up in the wilderness, but I rejected her suggestion on the grounds that he was still young.
Occasionally I would watch him in the crystal ball. He would ride on his trident and shuttle between the waves. He looked much happier than in the temple.
So I didn't take it seriously.
He spent two hundred years in the 0003 world, until one day he returned to the temple, slipped into the cracks in time and space, and accidentally touched the artifact left by the God of Time.
He was drawn into the Three Thousand Worlds, with only the trident left there alone.
So in addition to controlling the universe, I also had another mission: to find him.
Not long after, even if he was affected, his divine power was roughly restored, but there was no fluctuation shown in the Three Thousand Planes Virtual Mirror, which could only mean one thing.
He didn't want to go back to the temple.
I followed his wishes and didn't go to see him for a while, but Shana observed a strange vision on the Scroll of Destiny in a certain world and reported it to me.
I had to shoulder the responsibility of the Lord God and went to the 8157 world to find him.
At that time, the city was like hell on earth, and Fan Yi went on a killing spree.
For a human being.
Perhaps he was really born different from the gods, and his seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, actually gave rise to the seeds of love.
That was the first time I saw the legendary love in a god.
I prevented the situation from getting any worse, brought him back to the temple, erased his memories, and severed his emotional ties.
But since then, his temperament has become more and more unpredictable, and he has a kind of cruelty that is ignorant of the world.
He often wandered through the three thousand planes of the world, committing countless crimes. Under pressure from the gods, I exiled him to the Triassic era.
In reality, I know he's still rampant in those worlds, and the Heavenly Daos of many worlds have complained to me, but I can't summon him back to the temple.
Being in the human world is better than being in the upper realm, because there are countless spies here who are jealous of Fan Yi's status and are staring at him.
But I couldn't teach him well, and finally, after he caused a tsunami, the gods asked the god of thunder to put pressure on me. I had no choice but to accept it. After the divine punishment, I exiled him to the Atlantic Ocean in the 8856 world.
He was three thousand years old at that time, and I never thought that he would meet that human again.
This time, I was powerless to stop him and could only watch his feelings mature and become complete in such a short time.
He regarded his lover as a treasure and was willing to withstand the thunderbolt of love, which almost cost him his life.
When I found him, he was in such a miserable state that he begged me to let him go and find her.
I wanted to suppress his memory again. He questioned me angrily, and I remained silent.
At that moment, I was a little moved, and inexplicably thought of my divine consort who died in the War of the Gods. In fact, he had not thought of her for tens of thousands of years.
Naturally, there was no such thing as love between him and the Star-Moon Goddess Fia. The Father God had chosen this relationship just to give birth to a powerful offspring to continue the authority of the divine bloodline.
Finally I let go and locked him in the seabed.
The responsibilities that the Lord God has to shoulder and the upper realms that he needs to deal with force me to do this.
I casually threw the Heavenly Dao Divine Envoy 8856 to him and left the 8856 world.
Just three years later, I sensed the fluctuations coming from the Cosmic Staff, and I soon realized that he had "escaped from prison" and left the bottom of the sea.
This time I turned a blind eye and pretended I didn't know.
Even helped him hide from the eyes of the goddess of fate.
Later, at the most critical moment, I immediately reported to the Father God, because as long as Shana existed, it would be detrimental to Fan Yi.
Harming the gods is a great sin.
As expected, the Father God brought down punishment, stripping Shana of her divinity and imprisoning her in a wild land.
I begged the Father God, saying that only when Fan Yi was with that human would he restrain his anger, and the Father God finally agreed to my suggestion.
Perhaps at that moment, I also understood a kind of human emotion, which is the responsibility of being an older brother.
After Father God sealed his Poseidon power, I went to see him at 8856.
He has changed a lot, yet it seems like nothing has changed.
He is indeed diligently doing good deeds every day. No matter what his real motivation is, I am very pleased.
I saw him standing in a surging crowd. When an elderly woman was crossing the street, he couldn't wait to help her. After helping her, he took out the bottle and glanced at it. Seeing nothing had changed, his brows furrowed for a moment. Then, when he turned around and saw his human wife, his expression softened.
I didn't disturb him and left quickly.
Returning to the Upper Realm Temple, my sight fell on the fragments of the three thousand planes of the world and slowly locked onto them.
In the ancient war of gods, Fia was killed by the dark god Hughes, and I saw with my own eyes that Fia's soul was torn to pieces.
However, her soul was united into one lineage in the three thousand worlds, and there was only one reason for this: Hughes did not kill Fia back then.
Fia is only a thirteen-year-old girl now. She was born into a royal family in the European century. Her family had already fallen on hard times when she was born. She was the most despised among the nobles and suffered from exclusion because of her heterochromia.
However, he did not become submissive under such suppression. Instead, he was optimistic and stubborn, showing a resilience that refused to accept fate.
Fia secretly went to the library every night, trying to find a way to become a follower of God.
People don’t know that in that world, “gods” are programmed puppets set up by the Heavenly Dao system.
But the timing is almost right.
After reporting to God the Father, I personally entered the world.
Help her become a god again.
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