"And there are many gods that people have enshrined..."
"For example, the God of Wealth is divided into four categories: east, south, west, north..."
Young Rimuru's mind flashed with the image of the people on his home planet worrying every day about which god to believe in.
He couldn't help but ask, "Then no one will blame them? Won't the priests say they are disrespectful to the gods?"
The father smiled, stroked the young Rimuru and said, "If this god is useless, what is the point of the letter?"
"Moreover, most of the people on Zuxing rely on themselves..."
Young Rimuru's curiosity was aroused. He imagined how humans on his home planet lived, worked and interacted with each other, and he couldn't help feeling extremely magical and excited.
"So we're not from Shandala. Then why are Mom and Dad here?"
(Here, it refers to the planet Shandala.)
Rimuru's parents comforted the young Rimuru and said, "We were separated from the main force during a battle and came to this planet."
"Then you were born."
Young Rimuru gazed at the distant starry sky, his heart filled with endless curiosity and longing. He asked, "Will we go back? Back to that distant home planet?"
"Of course we have to. Even though the journey home is long, we will definitely go back." Their tone was full of determination.
The parents exchanged a reassuring look. The mother gently stroked Rimuru's head and said, "Of course, we will eventually return to our home planet."
However, as time passed, they left Rimuru on this planet and never returned.
"Danggui, we will definitely come back to pick you up." The voices of his parents echoed in the ears of young Rimuru, full of reluctance and expectation.
"Then you must come back."
"We'll be quick, Angelica."
"Will you always wait for us?" they asked gently, their eyes full of love.
Little Rimuru was looking forward to it day and night.
"Mom and Dad, when will you be back?"
For ten years, Rimuru has always kept in mind the last words his parents left him. These words have accompanied him as he grew up, and seem to have become a part of his heart.
During countless days and nights, whenever the lonely night came, he would quietly recall the moment of farewell, with endless longing and reluctance surging in his heart.
He longed for them to come back to him and longed for the family to be reunited again.
However, as the years passed, he gradually realized that this might just be a beautiful fantasy, and he no longer hoped that they would come back.
Maybe... they can't come back.
Ten years of waiting made him calm and mature, and he no longer naively expected a miracle to happen.
For ten years, he was lost in thought about life and death, and buried deep in his heart was his real name, Yin Danggui, a member of the 13th Legion of the Great Shang Xuanniao Fleet and the child of the Legion Commander Yin Ze.
Perhaps it was his premature maturity and childish face that attracted unnecessary attention.
The face that was very different from that of the Shandala people eventually attracted the attention of the high priest of the temple.
Don't get me wrong, it's not a literal fancy.
Instead, they wanted to conduct a life transformation experiment on him.
Perhaps because Yin Ze was not there, the people of Shandala believed that Rimuru was a gift left for them by the other party.
Rimuru was the name given to him by the high priest at that time. To be more precise, it was the name of the individual after the life transformation.
The Shandala civilization worships the God of Life.
They are able to dedicate everything to the God of Life, and they believe that transforming life is the highest sacrifice to the God of Life.
At that time, the high priest wanted to transform Rimuru into a slime, or a cleaning creature, to clean the temple.
Rimuru was brought before the high priest without any chance of resistance.
The high priest scanned Rimuru's body with a sharp gaze, as if looking for a suitable transformation plan.
He mercilessly pushed Rimuru into the altar and began the process of life transformation.
Rimuru felt a sharp pain and struggled to escape, but was held in place by a firm grip.
Realizing Rimuru's resistance, he intensified the transformation process.
During the experiment, Rimuru lost consciousness, leaving only weak breathing and trembling body.
"From now on, you will be called Rimuru..."
The moment he lost consciousness, the name "Rimuru" entered his mind.
But why, now that Rimuru has become the high priest, the former high priest has disappeared?
Rimuru only stared at the central monolith.
Rimuru, this name carries his pain and warning, and is a turning point in his growth.
…
Rimuru's consciousness briefly died, but he soon recovered under some kind of power.
After understanding what happened, Rimuru's voice trembled, his eyes full of questions and worries, and he asked the voice: "So, you saved me just to let me take his place?"
In front of the huge stone monument, there was a corpse lying, being slowly dragged into the stone monument, and Rimuru's body was stripped and smeared with a strange juice, as if his body was covered with tattoos.
As he watched this scene, an indescribable fear and pressure surged in his heart, as if he was shrouded by an invisible force.
Originally, he should have been transformed by the high priest into another individual.
This was his destined fate, to be made into a tool to be exploited.
But at the most dangerous moment, several energy beams shot out from the giant stone tablet and pierced the high priest.
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