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

So, my child, this is the final test. - Amor

"That has to be possible..."

Lor did not believe all of Amor's words, but if what he said was true, then the God of the Styx was right.

Amor was indeed on the road to self-destruction.

The last method Amor mentioned was to pull down Uronilos, the god of reincarnation and fate and lord of the fourth day, from his seat. In this way, the established time would be disrupted again.

Just as what happened in the Sunless Forest, the world will fall into a chaotic time flow, the past can no longer be changed, and history can be smeared by anyone.

But this is not possible.

Ouroboros was the most perfect God born by Mother Earth, without a doubt. His mere birth caused the Lord of the Third Heaven to fall from his throne.

You are just a part of the remnant of the Third Lord, yet you also want to shake the rule of Ouroboros.

Lor didn't say anything else, but his eyes revealed a silent question.

To this, Amor just smiled and replied.

"This is indeed difficult. His preset procedure is perfect, and he has also taken the failures of the previous three into consideration—"

"The regular reincarnation restarts, allowing the original sin accumulated in the bodies of living beings to be released, while reserving a place for Ys. Thus, the Abyss is established as a gathering of evil to maintain the balance of the world."

"Sariel was split into me and Metis to ensure that the gray divinity that symbolizes the mechanical cluster will not appear again."

"In order to keep this world going as long as possible, Ouroboros plays a vital role, so he is not allowed to have a mind..."

"In that case, then you still..."

Lor suddenly realized the truth hidden in the other party's words. He paused for a moment and spoke softly.

"It seems you are really crazy."

If gods like Ouroboros were to gain intelligence and have their own desires, it would be hard for Lor to imagine what the world would be like.

That was a god who, with the aftermath of his birth alone, confused the time of the Lightless Forest and allowed the future and the past to intersect.

If He really wakes up, a god who can manipulate the timeline at will based on his own mood and anger will surely make many living beings unable to sleep...

"Maybe. That's it. I'll leave it to you from now on."

Amor said lightly, and Lor could not discern the emotions and meanings contained in his words.

He asked suspiciously, "Would you be willing to accept this outcome?"

Amor looked at the boy's alert and cautious expression, like a cat stretching out its claws to look for food, and then laughed.

"As you can see, I have failed and am exhausted, so I chose you to be my agent and to practice the divinity of love on my behalf."

"Now that you have come before me, you have passed my test. In this case, I have no reason to resist."

"And you...you only need to shoot the arrow in your hand, and you can become a new god. Under the constraints of the oath, I will not and cannot resist your power."

"You only need to shoot that arrow, and you will continue to exist in this world for the foreseeable future. No matter whether it is the civilization of this world or the community of the abyss, they will all praise your name and look up to your light."

"Then you'll have enough time to find the things you love, even if they no longer exist, but there's always a chance..."

Lor narrowed his eyes, a faint throbbing echoing in his heart, and he spoke as if joking.

"It sounds so wonderful. Is there nothing bad about it? For me, for the people I love, and for the world."

"No, God is just like that."

Amor's answer was unexpectedly simple and direct.

"The creatures who want to become gods are enough to fill the entire ocean of desire, because this is the end of the road."

Becoming a God, what a distant word.

Even at this moment, Lor still felt a strong sense of absurdity in his heart.

Can a mortal become a god?

Just like the teacher, I spend my whole life chasing after it, even seven lifetimes, just for that illusory goal.

Or like Miss Yasha, falling into the abyss and becoming the embodiment of a concept, losing a lot and gaining even more in the process.

Become a god and become eternal in the mouths of mortals.

During a long period of time, he could try again and again to find the traces of Frey and the teacher, to try to win back Miss Yasha, to keep his old appointment, and to see the endless scenery.

Become a god, break free from the control of fate, become a chess player behind the curtain, and watch the changes in the world and the cycle of reincarnation.

Lor raised the bow in his hand, and endless light gathered into a golden arrow. The light was so bright that it almost reflected the sky of the Heart Garden like a sunset.

Under such a beautiful scene, the young man drew the bowstring to its full extent, and just wanted to shoot the arrow...

The brilliant light gathered from the golden arrow illuminated Lor's beautiful face. The countless pains and tortures, despair and depression in this long journey seemed to be waiting for this moment of release.

You have done it, now it is time to taste the fruits of victory, from a mortal to a god, what a noble and great word.

The rotten god stared at the young man with a complex and incomprehensible look in his eyes.

Inherit all of this, all the glory and all the sorrow are illuminated for you, but before you taste the pain in it, the surging divinity will swallow you up.

That is the ocean of universal desire, carrying it all.

Then you will be me.

Eventually, you will become me.

The light in Lor's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he could hardly control his inner desire. This was his impulse and the instinct of life.

The essence of life is survival. No one can resist becoming eternal. This is an instinct engraved deep in the soul.

What's more, the divinity in his body was also longing, and was attracted to Amor's divinity. They were of the same origin, and at this moment they were longing to return to perfection again.

Just shoot this arrow...

What are you waiting for? Isn't this the scene you have imagined countless times?

This journey will come to an end, this story will have an ending, whether... the ending is good or bad.

The world is silent, reflecting the ocean of desire or the garden of the soul is in absolute silence.

This is a moment that should be taken seriously. The death of one god is also the birth of another.

The cycle will continue, only one of the twelve names remembered will change, but other than that, nothing new will happen.

The new god will return to his rightful place, watching over the peace and tranquility of this world for a long, long time, forever and ever...

"wrong."

Lor said suddenly, then put down his longbow, and the arrows scattered into pieces in the sky.

The world therefore took another course.