i used to be a devil

Where the moon sets, darkness shrouds the place.

Beyond the darkness, the surroundings were almost barren.Looking up, it was basically an empty land, and even weeds were not seen at all.

There is endless darkness above this land, and the rays of the sun can only be isolated from the border of this land.

It was already sunset.People on the continent have various names for this place—the city of the undead, the land of the dead, the place where the moon falls, the west mansion, or the underworld.

The moon hangs above the sky of this land forever, and the life on the continent thinks that the moon rises here and then sets here again.

Here represents the end of all life, and also the starting point of the next beginning...

This is the place where the gods of the entire continent end and begin. According to the description when it was born here, this is the place where all things first existed.

Here, there is reincarnation.

Although it is the land of the dead, it is not dead and silent.

The ethnic groups who believe in the moon god of the underworld live in this land, they have no specific life, and they will not die.Everything here, except that there is no daylight, is not much different from an ordinary town.

Other than the men in feathers and the undead, wandering the main street are the souls of dead humans.The newly arrived soul walked inexplicably in this city that looked like a small town at night, looking at the surrounding buildings and the palace in the distance with some confusion.

The palace seems to be on the moon in the sky, but it is still connected to the ground by steps that look like stairs.

"stop."

Looking at the palace in the distance, I don't know what kind of psychology I am in, my legs are uncontrollable and I want to go there.Like instinct, there seemed to be a voice telling him in his heart - go there.

A gun stood in front of the soul, as if it had cut something, the wind blowing in front of it made the soul wake up from the bewitched state in an instant.

Under a burst of nervousness, I even delusionally thought that I had a heartbeat.

Standing in front of him was a skeleton wearing a warrior costume, holding a gun in his hand with a dark black luster on the tip.Seeing that the soul in front of him almost jumped up and floated up a bit, the skeleton withdrew its weapon quite satisfied, and the skinless skull grinned at the soul in front of it, as if making a malicious smile Come on, "new dead?"

"..."

Soul raised his hand and touched his head, as if recalling something at this time, he stammered, "It seems, yes?"

"Oh? Where's the ID card?"

"..." When asked about this, Soul was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he searched all over his body in a panic, but he couldn't find anything from himself who was already in a spirit body state.He had no choice but to turn his head pitifully to the skeleton in front of him, "No, no..."

Skeleton is no stranger to this situation, he looked up and down the soul without any damage on the spirit body, pinched his bare chin and asked: "Then what is the name, where was it born?"

"My name is Borodor Doyat, and I was born in Kasitiya, the capital of the mainland."

While listening to the self-introduction of the soul in front of him who claimed to be Borodor Doyat, the skeleton hooked his penis with one hand, raised his hand, and a thick book with black leather appeared in front of him.

The pages of the book were flipped rapidly, and after an unknown number of flips, the speed of the pages gradually slowed down.

"Well, let me see—"

The page that turned the pages of the book recorded all the records of the person who looked the same as the soul in front of him, just like the notes of a journal, writing every experience of the other party on it.

The skeleton browsed quickly, and didn't know how much he had seen, but he suddenly stopped to check, looked at the soul in front of him strangely, and asked, "Do you still remember how you died?"

"You asked me so suddenly, I don't remember what I have experienced before that I was bound to die-speaking of which, I have been sick all the time, and I feel that I might die someday..."

The skeleton looked at him with a face full of confusion about the situation, closed the book in his hand, and after being lifted up by him, disappeared again as if it had appeared out of thin air before.

"Really, I encountered this kind of thing on the first day of work this month. It's really annoying." He complained and took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Borodor Doyat in front of him. In his hand, "Two pieces of news for you, first, you should not be dead yet."

"Really?"

"Don't be too happy." The skeleton's eye sockets with only two will-o'-the-wisps inexplicably saw the feeling of rolling his eyes. He patted the card into the opponent's hand, and then said maliciously: "Second, can you go back and continue to live?" Going down is still very lucky.”

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out soon."

"What... ah ah ah ah!"

The moment the card landed in Borodor Doyat's hand, it emitted a dazzling light, and the new dead ghost Borodor Doyat, who was still in a state of ignorance in the next second, felt an indescribable pain. It seemed to burn his body that had turned into a spirit body.

The body was wrapped in blue flames, like paper stained with flames, it was quickly ignited, and then shrunk a little.

"why?"

"This is an order from His Royal Highness Hekaia, you can ask why."

——The moon god of Hades, Hekaya?

Such a related term flashed in Rodol Doyat's mind, like a series of explanations that were unfolded after the key word was touched.

The pain was intertwined with the sudden memory, and it didn't stop until he felt the touch of the ground again.

Changing his location, Borodor Doyat looked at the cold palace in front of him, and took a step back cautiously.

He looked around, it seemed that he was in a large hall, the dome was transparent, and the moon was above it, so close it seemed to be attached to the transparent dome.

The moonlight scattered on the ground through the transparent glass, and was divided into pieces of light and shadow.

Lay a darker color on the ground where the dark places faintly change to another color.Borodor Doyat followed his eyes and saw a woman sitting on a cool-colored throne.

Moonlight's hair was loose, almost blending with the falling moonlight.

The black group seemed to be dotted with stars in the night, the woman's face was almost transparent white, her expression was indifferent, her eyes were like ice.

She clasped her hands, holding a cluster of quietly burning golden flames, her eyes did not fall on Borodor Doyat, but leaned on the throne, looking at the moon on the dome.

"It's another soul who shouldn't die but has arrived in the Xifu territory." She spoke, her voice was not as cold as Borodor Doyat imagined, but also an indescribably gentle one.

Just listening, I don't know why, but I thought of an orchid blooming in the moonlight.

"Then—" When Borodor Doyat was looking at her face, the woman looked back at the moon, and she raised her hand to Borodor Doyat. The cluster of flames swayed slightly, as if they were getting stronger. "Have you met my father?"

For a moment, Borodor Doyat, who didn't understand who the "father" referred to, looked blankly at the cluster of flames flying towards him, and then wrapped him in it, and he suddenly understood The voice of Hekaia, lord of the underworld.

Gentle as if coquettish.

She asked, "Have you seen him? Have you seen the god who created everything in this world, Yirang?"

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