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The shadow...is gone, right?
Su Yun smiled gently and stood up from the fan-shaped platform.
Maybe this world is not real.
This is also a dream.
Su Yun gently touched the snake skin behind him, and his gentle movements were like stroking a child's head: "I'm going down, you will catch me...right?"
No one answered him, even his cell phone was turned off.
Su Yun shook his head helplessly. He opened the small transparent door on the top floor and could see the dizzying Stairway to Heaven at a glance.
"...Please be careful!" Lili Marlene noticed Su Yun's figure and couldn't help but shouting, her voice somewhat panicked, "It's easy to fall down like this, please don't go over there, there's no handrail at that junction - ah!!!"
The woman's scream suddenly sounded, and at the same time Vodka couldn't help but exclaimed. In fact, they had every reason to do so, because Su Yun...
Su Yun jumped directly from the empty space - he jumped down without any restraint from the height of about a hundred meters, like a white bird with its wings folded, falling through the gaps between countless transparent stairs!
At that moment, Lili Marlene's mind went blank. She even thought that this was a belated curse from Rose. After all, how could a normal person actively seek death? This could only be because the high priest reserve had lost his mind.
No one can gain true eternal life by eating roses, but this time the curse came because of God's grace, and it arrived much later than expected.
Vodka took a step forward, but he could not catch anything. He could only lie on the transparent railing dully, feeling that he was going to fall down with it.
The person who ate the rose committed suicide, so what should they do? What should the Ark and Heaven do? ?
The two dead souls held their unnecessary breath at this moment, but they did not wait for the sound of the monster landing, nor did they see the scene of flesh and blood falling apart, they only saw a dark shadow.
A pool of pure black water appeared on the ground of the first floor. It spread to every corner of the Tower of Babel, occupying every space. It could reflect light, like a mirror or a calm surface of water. It also looked a bit sticky, like asphalt. There were countless corpses buried under the water...
The so-called River Styx is nothing more than this.
If ordinary people saw this scene, perhaps their souls would be sucked away?
But with Su Yun's fall, the Styx
As if it had suddenly awakened, waves surged from all sides toward the center, extending upward like plants in hell growing stems from malicious soil, or like a shapeless, indescribable powerful arm. As it surged up, it gave people a feeling of scrambling to be the first. It surged up so high that it caught the white bird falling from the sky.
The young man's thin figure was instantly engulfed by the turbulent Styx, but his fall miraculously soothed the shadow, and the shadow calmed down again the next moment. It shrank into an irregular circle, gradually returning to a smooth surface, and the young man's figure could no longer be seen.
"It's gone! It's been eaten!" Lili Marlene staggered back a few steps. She fell to the ground and covered her face. "When... How could it be possible..."
Vodka couldn't take his eyes off the shadow. He suppressed his fear and yearning. The taste of rust filled his mouth. He pressed his throat with one hand.
"…It's a shadow! That's his shadow!"
It was unknown how long it was before Lili Marlene finally mustered up the courage to put down her hands that were covering her face. She didn't dare look down, as the transparent steps wouldn't shield her from anything. She just raised her head and looked in the direction of Vodka.
This burly old man was leaning on the escalator, his eyes staring at the ground, as if he had lost his soul. He was hunched over, with his head lowered, and every muscle in his body was stretched to the extreme, like a sculpture full of tension.
Lilimaren saw new scales on the old man's face, which was the proof of pollution.
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Su Yun fell into his shadow.
This cold thing wrapped around him, tender, sticky and slippery. Su Yun saw countless skeletons in this river of shadows. He could recognize rotten wings and tails, as well as scales and claws.
But no matter what was in these shadows, the entanglement of shadows was only a matter of a moment, and the next moment, Su Yun's eyes were lit up again.
Su Yun returned to his spiritual palace. He sat on the throne with his eyes downcast, his hands clasped together and placed on his abdomen.
His knees were heavy, and the blond boy leaned his head on them, as if he was taking a nap with his mind. Su Yun could see his peaceful profile and scattered hair, which looked like melted gold, flowing with a soft halo.
The hall was quiet but not dead silent. The sound of pages turning was gently interspersed with the melody of the string music. On the steps in front of the throne sat a tall young man with his back to Su Yun. He was concentrating on flipping through the book in his hand. His long hair was blown up by a
The black robe was neat and solemn, tied up meticulously.
And in the lush flowers, the figure of a musician was lying on his side. He raised his head and looked over, and his eyes met. The red eyes were slightly curved.
The music stopped abruptly.
"...You're awake." Anita smiled. "Did you sleep well?"
Su Yun laughed: "Great."
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Everyone left the temple one by one, and the door covered with bones was closed tightly, leaving no gap.
Su Yun once said that after returning from the human world, he wanted to see the prototype of Theresa.
God's will must be done.
Su Yun was still sitting on his throne, and the other creature in the hall was Theresa, who was sitting on the steps with her back to him.
The young man had his back to Su Yun. He was tightly clutching the book in his hands, his back straight and trembling slightly.
"Theresa... don't be afraid..." Su Yun said softly, "Let me see the real you."
The sound of turning pages stopped abruptly, and Theresa's silence made the hall fall into silence.
Su Yun sighed softly: "...If you don't want to, then forget it, I——"
"No."
Theresa's voice was light, but still interrupted Su Yun, "My God, I do."
Theresa stood up slowly, and when he turned around, the person Su Yun saw was no longer the priest he remembered. The person standing in front of him was an inhuman monster.
Layer upon layer of scales covered the young man's exposed skin, from the neck to the cheeks, from the wrists to the palms. These flexible scales showed a messy dark green and dark gray. There was no pattern or order between them. At first glance, it made people feel dizzy.
Not beautiful.
These scales are not beautiful at all. They do not have the luster of gems, nor do they have clear colors. They are like fragments peeling off rocks, or shrunken and solidified asphalt, inlaid together in a disorderly manner, forming a strange mask on the young man's deep and elegant face.
Su Yun saw Theresa's eyes. Those eyes, which were as deep green as summer trees, changed color. They became the same as Theresa's scales, losing their former green color. The pupils in her eyes stood up, revealing a cold luster.
There has never been any tenderness in these green eyes. Its owner is only indifferent when facing the world. His gentleness and kindness are just a disguise like the deep green pupils. The only meaning of his existence is his God, just his God, but his God loves this world, so he is willing to put on a disguise of gentleness.
I see
...No, it should be said that this is exactly the case.
Su Yun reached out and pressed his hand on Theresa's cheek. Theresa was slightly shorter than him, and Su Yun could feel the rough skin trembling under his palm.
"Don't be afraid." Su Yun repeated, "Don't be afraid."
So Theresa abandoned his fear.
The scaly monster tried hard to give Su Yun a ferocious smile. The next moment, the sound of bones stretching was heard, and the chaotic scales squirmed on the monster's skin. The huge limbs were finally freed from this small body. It was the cheers of countless bones and flesh. They rushed out of the master's disguise and fell heavily to the ground under the restraint of the new scales.
The sound of a heavy object falling scattered countless blooming roses, and the bright red petals dotted the pure black ground like bloodstains. Above the remaining flowers was a huge monster crawling on the ground.
Its bony wings are big enough to block out the sun, its thick tail hangs behind its huge body, and its countless scales and bone spurs are unevenly mixed together. This is a dragon, a monster that acts as a "disaster" in human mythology and should be cursed countless times.
Su Yun's hand was still firmly pressed in the air. He could not reach Theresa's cheek - now it was facial bones. These scales grew larger as the shell disintegrated, finally forming a completely new creature.
The green dragon's huge pupils stood tall in front of Su Yun. Its pupils alone were as tall as Su Yun. When this huge dragon Henggeng was in the hall of the Divine Court, even the hall no longer seemed empty.
Su Yun saw its fangs. The layers of teeth looked like a mixture of scales and bones. They were tightly arranged together, protruding from the dragon's jaw, emitting a cold light with a fishy smell.
Now, this ferocious monster was lurking in front of Su Yun. It lowered its head, and Su Yun's entire body was reflected in its two strangely colored eyes.
Looking at Theresa like this, Su Yun was rarely surprised. He originally wanted to give his dragon a hug, but the reality was that his eyes were not even as big as hers. But now was not the time for him to hesitate, because this little dragon... was waiting for his decision.
This monster could clearly open its mouth and hold its faith in its mouth, and never be tortured by fear and pain again, but it still dared not move.
"So this is the real you." Su Yun sighed softly. He walked down the stairs step by step until he was in front of the dragon's facial bones, until he could no longer be reflected in the dragon's eyes.
As this huge disaster trembles with anxiety
Then, Su Yun pressed himself completely against its scales, and these hard scales gradually calmed down under his touch.
"Do you feel it?" Su Yun turned his head slightly, listening to the blood and heartbeat under the scales. "I'm here, I won't leave you."
"I will always be with you until the end of everything."
The author has something to say: The update is a bit slow... because it’s exam week, I’m dying, thank you little angels for your understanding!
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Warning for long-winded talk
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To be honest, when I wrote this, the first metaphor that came to my mind... was that of an ugly monster▇▇▇.
If you read too much about other people, there will be sequelae.
When I was writing The Plague, my mind was full of pornographic garbage. It was completely different from writing Assassin.
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I feel that the more readers read this book, the more unique the experience they will have. After all, this is my summary of 18+ over the years.
Those who have read this far should be veterans, so I will talk freely... A brief talk about my years of reading ero: If you remove bg and only read bl text content, generally speaking, the entry point should be Leke, and the graduation should be Huo E, after that there is basically nothing that can break your cognition, and the major depends on personal preference. For example, even if it is bd▇▇, I personally only like sweet ones▇▇.
I have roughly scanned the text contents of ao3, Tang, Ford, Bo, etc., but there are very few that are sweet and exciting. Most of them are either too intense or just scratching the surface. I have also produced them, but everyone who has seen them said that they are too weird and not sweet enough.
As for comics, it is a little more complicated, because generally speaking you have to climb over the wall. There is no wall when you are abroad. I rarely read fan fiction because I am not used to it. For example, when I saw the short sword book, I felt that it was a crime for some reason. I always feel that there are a lot of Candlestick Cutting books. Unfamiliar characters will make people more adaptable. There were a lot of Demon Slayer books some time ago, but I only accept Muzan's.
But if the style of painting is good... some are very good, but most of the JO comics are usually about Fish King, the first generation Joe and Dio. You can't find Jolyne Yuri and Johnny, both of them are very powerful... The world is full of free, Kuroko Basketball and Hail the Tiger, and there are very few Death, Fire, One Piece except for the Empress. I never watch Attack on Titan, and then for the rest of the anime, it seems that everyone will publish a comic. It depends on the love and effort of all the big players.
Then the big one is games, such as fgo... There are really masters who can draw fgo as good as epic. I have seen Gilgamesh and Kotomine Kirei, as well as all
There are very few books about Cu Chulainn and Enkidu as attackers, maybe I haven't searched for them... There are extremely many common books about Arjuna and Karna as attackers, as well as popular books about Cu Chulainn as the main attacker or Little Eggplant as the female protagonist. Why are there so few books about Merlin, the two hardworking models... I won't talk about KanColle, Swordsman, and Gungirl, as the treatment varies depending on the development of the fan circle.
These big i's in the East that once constituted an era have a large number of derivatives, but now it seems that the output is not high, and most of them are old. For me, Hetalia is very out of place. After all, countries crowded together always remind people of serious things, especially recently.
There aren't many BL-oriented games, such as DD, Tianchi, etc. Maybe there are enough in the game? Or the audience is not wide enough?
There are also old books from the early years such as Yu-Gi-Oh, but these are usually easy to make people laugh. Look at their hairstyles, and then you can't get into the show...
Sometimes I would mistakenly enter a killing game, and then I would feel physically nauseous... To be honest, there is still room for further study after graduating from the Living Evil, but this should be the bottom line for normal people, and this should not be broken...
The core of the story is also very important. If you only highlight the novelty, it will only make people feel disgusted. But the real masters are different! Such a humanized book is hard to come by!
By the way...a few months ago, there was a big player who was working on a book of Nightingale. He was very good at it and it was very targeted. He produced one book after another in high volume. You could tell at a glance that he didn’t get it. Impotent Fury is out of stock recently, so maybe he got it.
Domestic gaming laptops are rarely seen on Japanese websites, so the Nightingale is really a strong breakthrough. I rarely find King of Glory laptops, probably because I haven’t found the right channel. After all, there are very few e-sports gaming laptops such as League of Legends, and some of them are produced by Korean giants.
Also, I don't accept some of the characters of male characters like Alfu and Ansel, unless they are varied.
The physical characteristics of men and women are different. It's okay to exaggerate these characteristics, but it will be weird if they are too exaggerated. Genderless and bisexual characters also need to be carefully set up. If they are well set up and well drawn, they are great books. We do not accept shoddy work. Most of the shoddy gender-ambiguous books focus on curiosity.
Sometimes BL books in the style of girls' comics can be annoying, probably because they lack a sense of power. A negative example is JO books, most of which are filled with muscles. Gender-swapped books are rare, and bisexual books are even rarer.
As for comics, my personal favorite is,
???4浃蓼昆叛蠛图训|鉄瓶, these works have some Chinese translations but many are still raw, the style is beautiful and sweet. Some have English translations, but the English translations have their own comedy effects, such as the following dialogues "ughireallywanttodoit", "onlyfortoday", "thenwithyouass", "suckitdeeer,alright?", "idon'tneedanyore", "howadorable" are extremely raw, it is recommended to read the original Japanese text directly, you don't need to understand it all to feel it.
I don't listen to radio dramas very often. I feel that texts and pictures are more suitable for me than sound as a medium. Every time I hear people panting in a radio drama, I feel tired too, as if I have run a thousand meters. The same goes for songs.
The three-dimensional world of real people didn’t make me feel anything but uncomfortable. In the end, I even felt that lilies were the most fragrant.
Some mass-produced books really have no soul. No matter how beautiful the art style is, the protagonists in them will give you a boring feeling of "why do something else but roll in the sheets". They are so forced to stay together that you wish they would break up.
When it comes to European and American racing mountain roads, some settings have their own adaptive characteristics. ABO and sentry directions are more suitable for text. For example, biting the neck is not as vivid in images as in text. But if the quantum beast setting is involved, the core test of the human outside the original will appear again. However, BD▇▇ is very suitable for expression with images, but the scope of this is very large. After all, there are also spiritual aspects, so the text carrier is also very suitable.
After the exam, I was ashamed to reveal myself, so cool.
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Muah!
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