From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

Consciousness is in a dark chaos, nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard, only feeling muddled, and there are almost no fragments to check in the vague fragmented memory.

Who am I?

Carl.

A broken soul.

Gradually, Carl recalled that his former self was not called Carl, but "Shen Ling", from another completely different world.

Am I a time traveler?

In the endless darkness, Carl, in a broken soul state, gradually recalled his past life.

Not long after graduating from a key university, he had a business sales job. Every day he ran around for a living, boasting, and finally on the night after work, he was forcibly sent all the way by a drunk customer.

The memory of the previous life also stopped here. It seems that he was indeed sent on the road by the customer.

Carl found that his current situation was extremely pessimistic. Only a small part of his own memory could be recalled. In the deepest part of his soul, there were ten completely different and extremely heavy "things" suppressing his memory.

The deep cognition in the subconscious mind is that they should be "seals" from different existences, as if more memories can be restored as long as the seals can be unlocked.

He initially wandered in the darkness for a long time without knowing how to change the status quo, until he accidentally absorbed a trace of weak spiritual power into his body, and his soul showed signs of recovery.

The least heavy of the ten seals finally showed signs of loosening.

Carl instinctively greedily and frantically absorbed the source of this spiritual power, constantly restoring and strengthening his soul.

As the power was absorbed, his five senses gradually recovered, and he found that the source of the spiritual power was a completely transparent glass bottle.

In the subconscious cognition, it was a "mysterious wonder" with extraordinary power, and the spiritual power contained in it could just be the nourishment for Carl to restore his soul.

Suddenly, he seemed to walk out of the dark and lightless world and was finally able to "see" the things around him.

An old and dilapidated wooden house, damp, with only two wooden beds on both sides, covered with straw mats, a narrow room, and all kinds of sundries were still neatly arranged.

The transparent bottle carrying Carl's soul was on a wooden bed. The transparent glass bottle was only slightly bigger than a palm and was ordinary. Next to it were old clothes with a slight smell, washed basins, spoons and other sundries.

From the open door of the wooden house, you can see the night sky outside. The stars are sparse and the air is very fresh. You can clearly see two moons hanging high in the night sky.

One is red and the other is bright.

Sure enough, this place is not the original world. Carl sighed secretly.

He missed his hometown very much. It was okay when he was confused and it was like a dream. Now he was conscious and couldn't go online, so he felt uncomfortable all over.

Bad news, he was so weak that he could be extinguished by a gust of wind. It was undoubtedly the start of the difficult mode hell.

Carl began to explore what he could do, and soon found that his vision was not limited to the surroundings, but could be raised and zoomed out with the bottle as the center. The highest and farthest range was five kilometers.

To the north of the wooden house was a large subtropical forest, covering an astonishingly large area, with no visible boundaries.

To the south is the reclaimed light brown land. At the end of the cracked stone road is a seaside town, full of weathered white-gray buildings, and the sea breeze carries a slightly salty taste.

Through the communication between the residents in the town, Carl soon learned that this is Nasir, a port town on the east coast of the Kingdom of Syat. The people in the town mainly make a living by fishing and shipping. Most of them live a self-sufficient life, and many people have almost never left here in their lives.

As for the residents of the wooden house, there are two young children.

The elder sister, Irene Fisher, is about thirteen or fourteen years old. She has a tough character, long and black hair, bright eyes, and a healthy skin.

Her younger brother is still in swaddling clothes, and needs his sister to bring goat milk from the town every day to survive, eat and sleep.

Their parents have been away for more than ten days and have not returned. The two siblings living on the edge of the town are getting more and more difficult.

Irene is an extremely strong and principled girl. She never begs for help from the townspeople. Instead, she picks wild fruits from the trees in the forest or helps the townspeople with work, and exchanges materials as fairly as possible.

Even if she is starving, she will never let her brother go hungry. Occasionally, she will hide in a corner and cry silently at night, and then force a smile to coax her brother to sleep.

The baby in the swaddling clothes is very well-behaved, with light silver hair and eyes, round cheeks, and never cries or screams, but often stares at her sister's face intently.

Carl gradually realized that the parents of the two little Fischer guys would not come back, and they might have died.

The outside world is definitely not safe, and it may even be quite cruel and dangerous.

The young siblings can still survive now, but without the help of outsiders, they will not survive this winter.

As time passed, he was finally about to completely absorb the spiritual power in the transparent bottle, and they gradually transformed into a rune in the depths of his soul.

It was a rune in the shape of green grass with a strong breath of life and a soft and warm feeling like spring.

But the heavy seal on the soul showed no signs of loosening further.

Carl realized that the spiritual power contained in the bottle was far from enough to completely break through the first seal.

I need more power!

But he was in the bottle and couldn't move, and couldn't even say a word. There was no way to find the mysterious object with spiritual power.

Carl silently observed the siblings for more than ten days, and kept trying, but he couldn't communicate with them successfully.

"What's the reason? I can hear sounds without ears, and I can see people without eyes, but why can't I speak without a mouth?"

He fell into deep thought. If he could speak, he could find a way to use the power of others to help him get the mysterious object.

——

At night, there was a smell of soil wafting from the air, and thunder flashed faintly in the dark sky, and heavy rain was about to pour down.

The sky was gloomy and gray, and lightning and thunder played a breathtaking symphony between heaven and earth, like a terrifying picture, as if even the gods of nature were roaring angrily at this time.

"Boom!"

It suddenly rained heavily outside!

Irene knelt in the house, lowered her head and kept muttering to herself.

"Lord Poseidon and the gods in the sky, I pray to you, please let my parents come back."

Her prayers did not receive any response at all.

Irene shed tears. There were not many things that could be exchanged at home, and she had no way to bring her brother up smoothly.

Why?

Can't the great gods in the world save us?

Could it be that

the gods don't care about the world at all?

Irene has always had many dreams for the future. She wants to see her brother grow up, leave the town to see the outside world, and experience everything she has never experienced.

Even though her parents disappeared, she still took care of her brother alone and continued to overcome difficulties and obstacles to live to this day, just because of this small expectation for the future.

"Why don't the gods protect us..."

Just then, the girl was suddenly startled and realized that there seemed to be danger approaching the wooden house.

There was a figure swaying in the dark jungle outside, looking malicious, and the danger contained in the heavy rain almost suffocated the girl.

Irene was very surprised and talked to herself subconsciously.

"Who is it?"

In the storm, five men wearing animal skins, holding sharp blades, and with black facial patterns on their faces gradually walked out of the woods outside.

They showed undisguised hunger on their faces, and rushed towards the wooden house where Irene and her brother lived.

"Don't resist in vain!"

The animal skin men with black facial patterns broke in, raised their weapons with malice, and ordered the shocked Irene not to think about running away.

"Who are you?"

Irene was horrified. The black facial pattern man wearing animal skins suddenly grabbed her arm and violently dragged her outside.

She was quickly dragged out of the house by five men and pressed down in the wet mud.

The younger brother, who was less than one year old, was also carried out in the rain. They stared at the baby as if he were an animal.

The baby in the swaddle burst into tears.

Irene was trembling in the mud, and could only wail and beg them to let her brother go.

"Please let my brother go. No matter what you do to me, just let him go!"

No one would pay attention to the plea of ​​the weak, leaving Irene with only despair.

The old man who was the leader of the five men wore high-quality animal skins and a strange black elk headdress, as if he was a priest of a primitive tribe.

He calmly drew a big circle with the blade beside the siblings, chanting, "Worship you, the bloody demon", "We want to offer you a pure sacrifice", "Please give us shelter".

The other four men also showed awe on their faces and knelt down around them.

Irene, who was lying on the ground and struggling, was filled with fear and despair.

In addition, there was a strong unwillingness and anger!

Why?

I have been working hard all the time, relying on my own hands to protect the future of myself and my brother, but I can't get any hope or response at all.

I haven't given up hope, I'm working hard, and I'm even looking forward to the future that I don't know if it will come.

At this moment, his expectations for the future and the good things were easily trampled by the sudden malice.

All the persistence during this period seemed extremely ridiculous.

Carl had already noticed the outsiders who suddenly appeared, and observed secretly that they were obviously not the Nasir people in the town.

He zoomed in, could these people be nearby bandits?

No, they didn't look like bandits at all, but more like... cultists.

He had heard Irene and the townspeople talk about various mysterious things, and knew that extraordinary powers in this world were not uncommon.

After more than ten days of silent observation, Carl felt a little bit of intimacy with the brother and sister he first met in the world, but he didn't want them to die around him.

But now he can't do anything except watching.

Irene lay on the ground, muttering to herself in the mud.

"Why, why is this happening... Who can save us?"

"No matter who it is, save us!"

Her eyes were red, and her glaring pupils were full of despair and anger.

"No matter what you take from me, please save my family!"

The next moment, something extremely miraculous happened!

When she said from the bottom of her heart, "You can take anything from me," Carl suddenly found a pale blue light on the girl's chest, and a pale blue sphere emerged.

That seemed to be the soul.

It loosened!

It seemed that he could really take the opportunity to take the girl's soul like the devil in the myth.

In addition, other colors of light also appeared around the soul, pure white, pink, blue-green, dark red, orange-yellow, representing life span, emotion, memory, senses, and wisdom.

For some reason, Carl could instinctively extract all kinds of light from Irene's body as "weapons".

But if he did so, what would happen to the girl herself? If she lost her life span, would she die on the spot?

They were already dead.

And in order to change his prison-like current situation, Carl wanted to try anything he could do, so he tried to concentrate and tried to extract some of the white light.

The white light was extracted by the invisible hand of thought in his imagination, suspended high in the air, it was like a white torch that cut through all the darkness in the night!

The cultists didn't notice the white light flashing in the night at all, and they ignored it and couldn't see it.

Only Irene looked up and stared at the scene blankly.

She looked at the white light in the sky in disbelief. It was full of great power and beauty, like a blade of judgment, full of awe and completely unable to look away.

"What is that?"