The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

"Of course, I will tell you. Just as I promised, I can give you all of this."

Amor said gently, his slightly hoarse voice revealing tolerance and doting. He looked at the young man who was drawing the bow towards him as if he was looking at his own child.

Care and love.

But this is false.

The god before him was a cold being that would never harbor love for anything.

At this moment, Lor understood Amor's true nature better than anyone else.

On the third day, the Lord took all desires into himself, and the God of Love was born from this desire.

Just like an artificial human, Amor was already immersed in worldly desires from the moment he was born.

Before being loved, what He felt were countless filthy and dirty desires, hypocritical emotions, and muddy human nature.

The gods thus created can control all desires and emotions, but cannot desire or feel anything.

The sadness of the artificial man is also the sadness of Amor. Aslan tells himself the story of the artificial man, which is actually a metaphor for the god of love and desire!

Therefore, His principle of love is incomplete because He is simply incapable of loving anyone!

"Child, you have reached the last step. With your divinity, it will be easy to materialize them from the sea of ​​desire."

"When you inherit everything from me, they will also exist forever in your territory and accompany you forever."

Amor spoke gently, but the two golden pupils in his eye sockets were like stuck glass balls that would not move, and looked very dull and evil.

"Not only that, you can also use the same method to materialize the incarnation of the black stone in Purgatory. It's not difficult."

"You've got a lot of experience with this, haven't you?"

"You should know that this is not the kind of resurrection I'm talking about..."

Lor gritted his teeth, and a nameless flame rose in his heart. It was nothing more than the desires stored in his heart.

Just like the waiter on the train, he is not the real Sleeping Beauty, but relies on his own inner attachment to create false illusions.

Things like this, things like this...

How could I possibly accept that!

"So, what you want is resurrection in the same timeline?"

Amor said in a broad voice.

"This is not easy. The birth of the Great Snake made time clear. Life is from birth to death, and everything has an end."

"Ouroboros established time... Wait, what about the next reincarnation? As long as I remember them, maybe they will appear again in the next reincarnation?"

Lor's eyes lit up as if he suddenly thought of something.

"My child, it is indeed possible."

Unexpectedly, Amor nodded and did not deny Lor's idea, but just spoke.

"But Ouroboros' reincarnation is not perfect, otherwise he wouldn't need the twelve daughters of the Earth Mother as his anchors."

"She has no intelligence. Compared to God, she is more like a concept of nothingness, a mechanism that maintains the existence of the world. In the cycle of reincarnation, it is still the Dark Mother Earth who recreates the world."

"Ouroboros is only the program that initiates the reincarnation process. Of course, He Himself is absolutely perfect. He does not increase or decrease during the reincarnation, and He is flawless and without loss. However, the world cannot remain the same during His reincarnation."

"Even the daughter of the Twelve Pillars Earth Mother will become more or less weak. This is difficult to avoid."

"That is to say... everything is uncertain."

Lor found it a little hard to believe, but his understanding of divinity and the world told him that Amor in front of him was not lying.

The world on the fourth day is so ridiculous. The world reincarnates again and again. Some things will exist, some things will disappear, and some things will be added.

The only one who can remain unchanged in the cycle of reincarnation is Ouroboros.

Even the daughter of Mother Earth can only barely maintain her own existence, but cannot remain immune.

"Yes, do you want to take a gamble? Maybe the people you love will be lucky enough."

Amor's voice was still gentle, but his evil nature remained unchanged.

He looked at the young man in front of him with great interest. He had carefully crafted this container, and he had put a lot of effort into making it very well.

And now, the child finally came before him and raised the longbow of rebellion.

"...Besides that, tell me, what is your real plan?"

Lor was silent for a long time before speaking coldly.

He knew that every step Amor took was meaningful. If he had prepared a bait for him, it would not be a random event.

"Child, you don't need to be too wary of me. I have promised you everything."

Amor said, looking at the deep night sky above his head, and Lor also raised his head and looked in the direction of his gaze.

In the night sky, the reflection of the entire abyss appeared.

An inverted tower.

Silver rings connected end to end, the black and white twins who represent good and evil, the hazy moonlight dream like water... one after another, majestic figures of both the sacred and evil appeared on the tower, revealing themselves layer by layer.

Amor stared at the silver rings that were connected end to end, and the rushing silver torrent was reflected in his golden glass-like pupils.

He finally spoke again: "If you want to truly revive the one you love, and even regain everything you want, there is indeed a way."

coming!

Lor's heart skipped a beat. He knew that the god before him must have prepared the bait.

The boy wanted to loosen the bowstring and hit the god in front of him hard, but...

He suppressed the impulse and listened patiently.

"I have tried many times to make the snake truly humane."

Amor said softly.

"As you know, I failed."

Lor was stunned for a moment, recalling the comments of the God of Mist and the God of Styx on Amor.

"Has Amor not given up yet? He can't do that."

"He is on a path destined for destruction, and one day he will destroy himself..."

So that's the truth behind why Amor challenged Ouroboros again and again. He wanted to give this God humanity just like he did with other gods.

"I have done a lot of experiments for this, some of which you have seen..."

Amor withdrew his gaze and looked at Lor.

"Dustwallow Swamp... Bloodthorn..."

Lor felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that these were all part of the experiment.

"But why did you do this..."

"Because I want to."

The half-beautiful, half-rotten god of love said so, but no emotion could be heard in her soft voice.

Because I wanted to, I did it.

For the God of Love who will not fall in love with anything, there is no more sincere and frank reason than this.

"Of course, it could also be a divine inclination. The divine nature of love resists those thoughtless and unconscious lives... but more importantly, I want to find something to do."

Amor said calmly.

"The serpent is the most perfect God ever, and because of this perfection, it is almost impossible for Him to be defeated, so the world will remain on the fourth day for a long time."

"I do not like this."

"I want to see... new possibilities."