Lugia, my name of the elf

"Wow!!!"

There was a sound of pain, and the helpless young man immediately vomited blood and fell backward;

The body burdened with sinful karma was already crumbling at this moment, as if it would self-destruct in the next moment and would no longer be able to survive.

···

In the sky, a holy and supreme figure shuttled through the darkness above the head of the Seven Islands, quietly watching the Storm believers who were affected by the unknown existence;

Lugia's eyes held a rare seriousness, feeling the strange power and the struggling innocent souls still remaining in the believers;

The fire of anger and kindness surged in his heart at the same time.

After a brief moment of careful consideration, he already had a solution.

Beneath the darkness of the sky, he took a deep breath;

Subsequently, the heaven and earth shook, causing a sudden change in nature, and countless dark clouds appeared out of thin air.

He spread his wings and waved lightly;

The rotation trajectory and rhythm of the nearby deep ocean current vortex have changed.

So, a heavy rain is about to come.

···

A-Lan endured both mental and psychological torture. The distorted expression on his face and the blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth made the young man's life gradually move toward an unstoppable withering and end.

The next moment, the originally silent and dark sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and light rain began to fall;

But with the biting and crazy storm and the continuous thunder and lightning below the black clouds, it was predicted that this would be a sudden big storm.

Alan didn't know how he returned to his small wooden house. Maybe it was just subconsciously that the instinct to avoid the rain was driving his heavy legs;

After returning to the hut, he carefully placed the two elf eggs next to the bed.

But the young man's state of mind was as difficult to calm down as the howling storm outside, and even made his mind tremble.

The Storm God once said that elves and humans should live together equally.

But what did Alan do?

Not only did he snatch two unborn "children" from a "mother", he also brutally killed one of "her" "children" in front of her, and finally, he ruthlessly tortured her to death;

Can such a person, with his hands stained with sin, really be forgiven?Is he still qualified to call the name of the storm?

Alan never thought that he would commit such an inhuman and bloody crime;

Let mortals despise you, make the gods angry, and make the world intolerable.

This smart, precocious young man couldn't justify what he did.

The moral rift in his mind and the recovery of a little conscience gave him a splitting headache, and he couldn't help but condemn and torture himself;

Recalling the details of the crime, my kind heart bleeds, and I feel the hopelessness of my fallen soul.

Suddenly, a strong wind broke open the door bolt that A Lan had placed lightly, and swept through this empty cabin;

After this strong wind passed, a huge thunder and lightning in the distance seemed to tear the sky apart, shining in A Lan's trembling pupils;

The dense thunder and lightning seemed to be judging the overwhelmed Ah Lan with anger and questioning.

"Great God of Storms, is this your anger? Is it a punishment for me to obey that evil existence?" A Lan plopped down and knelt down on the cold ground, covering his ears with his hands, and his face was filled with tears. He showed a look of agony.

He repented, feared, and cried.

Yes, gods will not show any kindness or tolerance to believers who change their beliefs or even choose to serve other gods;

God's love will cease to exist for everyone who betrays him.

"Ahem, should everything be over?" A Lan stood up in despair, but there was a different look in his unusually empty eyes.

The boy wants to redeem himself, but it is this thought that makes the glory of humanity and reason shine again;

Although his regained conscience and awakened morality made the young man feel pain and torture, he no longer had any choice.

"boom!"

A thunderous thunder woke up the hesitant young man, seeming to spur him on and make his muddy thoughts clear.

Alan felt like he was a death row prisoner in prison, being informed by the guards that his execution day was today.

"call!"

The exploding storm raged wildly in Alan's already empty house without any obstruction.

Alan felt the storm hitting his whole body. This feeling was like a criminal being held up by soldiers.

Next, A Lan didn’t know why, but he thought of the “Wanghai Cliff” at the head of the sub-island;

It was a tall, cleft cliff, facing the sea on one side and the tribe on the other.

"Perhaps, that is my true ending. A lunatic, executioner, and devil like me should be punished like that. I don't deserve to live in the world, let alone bear the name of Storm!" A Lan's eyes flashed. Deep despair, which is helplessness and determination for one's own life.

Perhaps, only death can completely liberate you from the unknown demonic sound.

Alan couldn't imagine if he would fall into that crazy and devoid of humanity state again;

It will definitely bring devastating disaster to those around you.

So, dragging his already exhausted body once again, and holding on to the injuries in his body, he ran wildly in the direction of Wanghai Cliff;

This was his last run in this life. The desire to die deep in his heart made the young man forget the physical pain and discomfort.

The storm blew, and the rain fell;

What the young man wanted was to jump off the cliff and end his sinful and unforgivable short life.

···

At the head of the sub-island, there is a cliff overlooking the sea.

A Lan suddenly looked back, countless lightnings illuminated this ancient land that he once loved deeply;

Although the rapid rain blocked A Lan's view, it still did not prevent the young man from fully sketching out the borders and details of the beautiful homeland in his heart;

"boom!"

Below, countless turbulent waves hit the foot of the cliff mountain one after another. Countless huge waves rippled on the endless sea surface, and even bared their teeth and claws;

This feeling is as if no matter how solid the rocky peak is, it can be completely torn and shattered by the wrath of the sea.

As A Lan looked at the crazy and angry sea, the young man's heart was immediately replaced by deep fear, and he felt deeply that he was guilty.

There is no doubt that everything A-Lan did in the dense forest violated the Storm God's creed of fraternity and equality, and was a contempt and trample on the teachings of the great god!

With a "plop", this time, A Lan slowly knelt down facing the endless sea;

His eyes and face still retained a bit of madness and ferocity after being affected by the unknown existence;

But in front of him, the violent wind and rain, the turbulent sea and the earth, and the shocking natural scenery all made the young man feel as humble and awe as an ant.

Little did they know that it was the young man's humble attitude at this moment that allowed the power of the storm hidden between the natural world to easily wash away the polluted soul again and again, restoring it to its original kindness and simplicity.

Alan didn't know that at this very moment, the great god he hoped for in his heart was watching him and working hard;

This is an innocent soul in desperate need of saving;

This was once a noble and enterprising fearless heart;

After experiencing inhuman torture, even seeing the scene of real hell, and straying into darkness and becoming cruel and violent, he still possesses human conscience and morality;

Only the body and mind that have suffered so much can shoulder the great and sacred special mission.

God, is not going to give up.

If God is benevolent, wise, and truly loving;

Then, he will understand everything about the young man, understand the helplessness of this weak soul when facing a supreme being equal to himself, and the preciousness of self-salvation at the moment;

Once the truth is ascertained, right and wrong, good and evil, will be like a blank sheet of paper, clearly displayed in the world for all wise and reasonable people to judge fairly.

Gods can do these things and are doing them now.

It's just that the mortal body cannot see it.

···

A Lan clasped his hands together, with a pious look in his eyes, and prayed respectfully for the last time:

"The phantom of the deep ocean currents, the disaster of violent storms, the wonder of the tides and the moon, the chasers of the starry sky, the adventurous chants of the scorching sun and wind have been sung for a long time, accompanying you, the fearless God of Storms!"

"Great God of Storms, your devout people have failed your expectations, violated your teachings, and brought the name of Storms to complete shame..."

"Alan, as a citizen of the storm, has committed an unforgivable crime. He can no longer accompany you under your throne and listen to your oracles and wisdom."

"The storm is above. As your most devout believer, Alan only has one last request."

"I hope you will not be afraid that A-Lan's dirty body will defile your holy temple. The Seven Islands belong to the storm, and they should return to the storm."

"Alan's soul wants to return to the embrace of the supreme storm. I never want to hear that terrible sound again!"

"Alan, I don't want to be alone!"

A Lan's face was full of tears. The sad tears melted into the rain, and finally fell into the earth. It seemed to confirm the self-salvation and repentance of a tenacious and sunny man.

He looked desperately at the sky and sea, with a relieved smile on his lips, and no longer turned around to look back at the tribe;

The next moment, the young man jumped without hesitation and disappeared into the turbulent sea.

He returned to the embrace of the storm...