flstandardbreds Chapter 522 Dawn (19)
Chapter 522 Dawn (19)
Loki looked down at the kneeling man in front of him.
It was a thin, ragged human, his knees sunk in the mud, his body in a dishevel, covered in traces of burnt black and blood.
He wiped his tears while his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Please make me your disciple. I will do anything."
When Loki heard this, he smiled, but it was extremely fake.
There was undisguised sarcasm and contempt in his amber eyes, and his voice was low and slightly teasing:
"Do you have any wish that makes you want to become my believer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flames suddenly exploded, thick smoke rolled behind him, and the flames spread out behind him like the wings of a devil.
The man stopped crying. "I have no wishes. I know that only the strong can survive here. My friend betrayed me! I failed, no, I killed him... This world has abandoned me. Why should I trust this world?!"
When he said the last sentence, there was a slight tremor in his voice. The tremor did not come from fear, but from anger and unwillingness that was suppressed to the extreme.
Before he finished speaking, strong winds blew up from all directions, blowing the burning ashes high into the sky. Sparks danced in the dark night sky, twinkling like stars, illuminating his angry eyes. The blazing light intertwined with his gaze, reflecting a helpless but unyielding persistence.
When Loki heard this, his amber eyes moved slightly, and then he chuckled.
His laughter echoed through the burning ruins with a cruel glee.
He leaned down and looked down at the human kneeling on the ground with the same contempt as if he were looking at a lowly ant.
"What's your name?" He seemed to want to engrave this name deep in his memory.
The man straightened up and locked eyes with Loki.
This time, there was no fear in his eyes.
"Su Haoqian."
Loki straightened up, flames burning around him. The strong wind blew the flames higher, illuminating his slender figure.
He looked off into the distance and whispered to himself, "Yes, this world has abandoned us... Such a terrible world shouldn't exist, right?"
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Haoqian, then slowly stretched out his hand towards him, with his palm facing Su Haoqian. The action seemed to be inviting him, and also seemed to be waiting for him to seize this last chance.
Su Haoqian took a deep breath and finally stretched out his hand. The moment they shook hands, Su Haoqian's pupils suddenly shrank.
Countless doomsday scenes suddenly flooded into his consciousness. The world collapsed and burned before him, and cold despair and scorching flames intertwined.
It was one doomsday after another, and he seemed to be in it, feeling the approach of death countless times.
His heart was beating wildly in his chest, so violently that it seemed to tear it apart. His fingers trembled as he tried to break free, but Loki held him tightly, not allowing any resistance.
Loki pulled Su Haoqian closer, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a low and leisurely voice: "Do you know why your friend betrayed you?"
His words were tinged with a hint of contempt, his voice soft but with an icy chill.
Su Haoqian couldn't hear the following conversation at all, but Loki wanted to say it.
He paused, then let out a chuckle that concealed an unspeakable evil.
"Because I used a little prank, hehe... Actually, your friend didn't even know he had betrayed you until he died."
"Your friend never betrayed you." Loki held him tighter, "yet you killed him without hesitation."
Loki leaned closer. "Not only that, I also know that when you killed your friend, you also abandoned your soul. And I need your power and your soul."
His eyes were cold and contained an irresistible sense of oppression.
"From now on—you are mine."
Su Haoqian was in a dead end with no way out.
He thought he would never know this in his life.
He had been Loki's lackey for decades, killing countless people until he became numb and even felt sick of blood.
He kills people and kills gods, hatred is the only meaning of his life.
But he would never forget the day he killed a god.
But the god did not hate him, but gave him blessings, allowing him to see the past and the future, and allowing him... to see that conversation.
Let him see the truth of that year.
The moment Su Haoqian learned the truth, his heart collapsed like a crumbling city wall.
The truth is like a sharp knife, peeling off all disguises and revealing the cruelest reality.
He could not bear the impact of it all; helplessness and self-blame engulfed him like a tide.
At that moment, he was filled with deep disgust for himself, and even breathing was a torture.
There was only one thought in his mind - death.
He wanted to end it all, to escape this endless pain.
He drew out the blade and stabbed it fiercely into his heart, without a trace of hesitation in the strength of his hand.
Blood gushed out and pain spread like a tide, and he thought this would bring relief.
But he was wrong.
He didn't die.
Loki's power pulled him back from the brink of death, time and again, only to plunge him into deeper despair.
Su Haoqian attempted suicide countless times, but each time he was stopped by Loki in a cruel way, or simply resurrected from the dead.
His freedom was completely taken away, and life and death no longer belonged to him. Instead, they were controlled by the evil god who mocked fate.
Between countless deaths and resurrections, he realized that he no longer had freedom and he had lost the right to choose death.
Living seems like a long torture, and escape becomes an unattainable dream.
He became a puppet in Loki's hands, without a soul, and only hatred supported him to walk in this desolate world.
He hated himself and Loki.
But does that work?
Until one day, the power of Heaven finally discovered them and sealed the God Eater in endless darkness.
Su Haoqian thought that it was all over and he could finally be free.
But that damn Loki awakened him from the seal again and brought him back to this world.
Loki stood in front of him, his eyes filled with casual mockery: "As long as you complete one task, I will give you freedom."
Su Haoqian was tired.
This was his last time serving Loki, and also his last chance to see the so-called "freedom".
In this way, he stayed in this world for decades, carrying out his missions.
During these decades, he saw countless people, and his originally numb heart gradually began to regain its perception, and the once gray world gradually became colorful, but the deep pain and guilt never left him, and it almost made him breathless.
He smoked, lethal doses, and the nicotine was just a way to numb himself.
Over the years, he got to know Xiao Huai.
Xiao Huai is a person who lives in various stories. He is like a miracle, surprising the gods time and time again.
When they first met, Su Haoqian couldn't suppress his curiosity.
Xiao Huai walked into his reality from the story, bringing unprecedented colors, like a beam of light piercing his boundless gray world.
Su Haoqian realized that there were people who could live like this.
Free, alive, fearless.
Really... it's like a ray of light.
It turns out that there are people like that in this horror game.
But along with it came countless negative emotions, and he couldn't control the spread of these emotions.
He was jealous, jealous to the point of pain.
I envy Xiao Huai's freedom, I envy him that he can live for himself, I envy him that he doesn't have to be bound and controlled.
His life is bright and full of vitality, while Su Haoqian's world is filled with endless darkness and silence.
He could only stand in the shadows, feeling the cracks in his soul grow deeper and deeper.
These emotions had already consumed him to the point where he wasn't a human anymore.
Of course, Su Haoqian had long felt that he was no longer a human being.