[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

【marry me! 】

【roll! 】

"This is the poignant and moving love story of your father and mother!" The white-haired man spread his hands, a golden pupil in his right eye was shining brightly, but the position of the left eye was covered by the white hair like a tidbit, like some kind of Kind and gentle concealment.

"Romantic, isn't it?"

No, not at all.

The object he tried his best to show didn't pay attention to his meaning, turned his head to one side, and the purple and gold pupils reflected the dots of light on the distant skyline when the elements were born.

Blooming suddenly, dissipating negligently, dotted in the junction of day and night, black and white.With the birth of elements, cause and effect began to pull the silk thread, and the invisible force stretched the thread, and those golden threads floated all over the sky, dividing the world in the different-colored pupils one by one.

"Honey... How should I raise my son..." The man laughed until the corners of his mouth stiffened. He seemed to have regained the feeling of trying his best to pursue the child's mother. Falling in love with "The World" is a particularly difficult thing.

Suddenly, he heard the child make a slight sound, which was so small that the man could barely hear it when he repeated it a second time.

The eager and ingratiating smile on his face was replaced by a pale and weak smile. The man reached out, hugged his child, and forcibly turned the child's head around, pressing his forehead against it.

"Don't look...don't look...that's mother...mother is working..."

The child's heterochromatic pupils stared straight at him, the left eye was gilded like a beast, and the right eye was a gorgeous violet color.

"……Work?"

"Yeah, work." Still smiling, the man put the baby on his lap, and the two of them looked in that direction together on the top of the bouldery mountain.

"Work is like walking along a long, long road, and planting many, many beautiful flowers along the way..."

Silk threads and colors filled the pair of heterochromatic pupils, and the child looked in that direction for a long time, until the man thought he was asleep, and then made another sound.

"However, it will die."

The man's hand holding him trembled, and then tightened tightly, with a helpless and good-tempered smile, "I know...I know...but I still have to go...because the flowers are really beautiful..."

"Those newly born worlds are the flowers planted by your mother. They are beautiful, right? They are fresh with lovely dew, no matter how many times you look at them, you will never get tired of them."

There was some kind of tender affection in the man's golden pupils, his eyes fell on the child's purple eye, and suddenly he buried his face in the child's blond hair as if he couldn't bear it at last.

"My dear son, daddy will hold you for a while, just for a while."

The heterochromatic pupils watched him quietly, until they were hugged tightly and could not see anything except the white hair, then slowly fell down.

The spreading of the causal thread stopped, the bright light of the birth of the elements disappeared, and this last world was born safely.It was barren at the beginning, but like those flowers planted by a good gardener, they have shown their blooming colors from the buds.

The child heard the voice of God falling, he didn't look back, only trembling white hair in front of his eyes.

So he stretched out his hand and stroked her lightly.

The world begins to revive.

The first to be born were giant beasts in the sea. They stepped on the bright waves and cast their huge shadows into the abyss.Lava rolled under them, and the stars and the moon called out above their heads. Some obeyed the guidance of the cold light, jumped out of the sea and turned into birds.

A bird flew across the vast sea, lightly landed on the child's hand, fluttered its feathers and croaked twice.

"The news from the sea has arrived. It is imminent to build a temple. If you want to establish the rule over the entire time and space." The child let the bird go, and turned to the white-haired man lying lazily on the boulder, "I'm serious, Now is the best time."

"No rush, no rush..." The man lay there lazily, with the silvery moonlight shining on his body, he inadvertently changed into a huge dragon shape, bending his slender neck towards the child.

"Son, what a beautiful view at night, Dad will take you flying around."

The child frowned deeply, "Did you listen to me... Hey!"

Bailong threw him onto his back violently, not at all worried that he would fail to catch him and fall off. Children of the Dragon Clan are very strong and resistant to blows, so Arthur will definitely be able to catch him.

"Sit tight, let's fly!" Bailong flapped his wings and quickly lifted into the air. His flight was reckless and fearless, which looked a little scary, but he could stay in the air steadily, and the night sky The luminous body plated cold light on his scales, and the white dragon let out a dragon cry, which echoed throughout the valley.

"Listen! She is responding to me!" Bai Long's golden pupils were shining brightly, and he rolled in the moonlight.

"It's also she who is watching me. These lights are her sight, and she has been watching me..."

"The wind is her voice, the rain is her voice, the flowers are her voice...she is everywhere."

The child was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, and the strange-colored pupils reflected the night sky, "Sounds so romantic."

"Isn't it? This is the love story between father and mother! When I was chasing my mother..."

No matter how romantic it is, it can't hide the fact that Bai Longguang doesn't eat.

The child forcefully drew wonderful lines on the boulder. After a while, the boulder stood up by itself, assembled its limbs and head, and turned into a dangling stone giant, walking towards the location indicated by the child.

"Am I really... my own... everything... is me..."

The child complained in bits and pieces while working hard. After finishing a paragraph, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the prototype of the palace in the distance with almost relief. It was a very perfect semicircle, and the outer layer was in the shape of gears, as if It can be rotated by lightly flicking it. In fact, it is indeed possible. In addition to the semicircle on the ground, the invisible underground part is also a semicircle. When they rotate, the temple will fly upward and hover in endless time and space .

On the empty land, countless stone giants are still walking towards the temple from all directions. These huge stones that have experienced the creation of the world contain powerful law power, and they are the best building materials, and they only exist in this period.What children do is to lock their power with lines, and then stack them into beautiful palaces.

Although... there is still a considerable distance from beauty...

"It's so ugly..." Bai Long put down the huge package that he was holding in his claws, "Son, let's change it, it's really ugly!"

The knife-sharp gaze immediately fell on him, and the child glared at him.

"Shut up if you don't work!"

Well, just shut up and shut up.Bailong opened the package without temper, walked a few steps behind his son who was "painting" on the rock without lifting his head, and picked him up easily.

"Okay, Dad will stop talking. My good son, don't patronize and play, eat first, eat~"

"I told you I'm building a temple! Umm, this is delicious..."

After stuffing his mouth with food, the bad-tempered young dragon calmed down, and the white dragon presented him with a huge clam like a treasure. The clam still had the moisture of sea water on its body.

"Son, eat this." Without tools, the white dragon quickly opened the mouth of the clam that was trying to die, and was afraid that it would suddenly die while the young dragon was eating and scare his good son, so he stepped on it with his feet. The side without meat felt a little troublesome later, so it turned into a dragon and lay on it.

"Eat slowly, Dad will press it for you."

The young dragon took a steady look at the huge amount of clam meat, and took out a short knife from his sleeve, which was the result of his just smelting.

"I'm going to cut it off and roast it over the fire."

"Son..." The fat faucet suddenly burst into tears, "I feel like Dad is behind you by a lot of ages... Dad is still in the age of ruthlessness and blood, wait for Dad..."

"Wait for your size! I taught you to be motivated, right? Don't eat and wait to die every day and say that going out to wander is falling in love with your mother! Use a romantic stalk once and change it!"

The young dragon and his father were torn together. Of course, this kind of tearing was probably one-sided. The white dragon let the young dragon dominate his head with wandering eyes. He really didn't care about going out for a night out. .

"Then Dad... Dad just started making things, shall we?" Bai Long said with a guilty conscience, curling his tail, "Daddy made some cute little things for you to play with and help you with your work."

This is a lot more serious.

The young dragon's expression softened slightly, he climbed off the white dragon and looked at him suspiciously.

"Didn't you kill yourself without working?"

"I can work for my good son." Bai Long plausibly said.

"That's good." The young dragon became excited, and reached out to touch the white dragon's head, the dragon scale in the middle of the forehead symbolizes dignity, but this has nothing to do with him, being easy to touch is the most important thing, "I can finally help. "

After being touched by his son's love, Bailong was excited, and young dragon looked at his open mouth, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Wait! Hey! Wait..."

The world in front of me was dark.

Bailong pretended to be an obedient son in his mouth, flicked his tail to adjust his direction, huffed and fluttered his wings and took off, intending to find a good place to start his creation.

Bailong: deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom!

Bailong's creation plan was not going well, he lost a lot of dragon scales anxiously, and the young dragon looked a little bit unbearable.

"Otherwise, wait? Maybe the time is not enough."

This assumption is actually untenable. When Bailong had the idea of ​​creation, Karma had already admitted that he would be the first creator. What he lacked was only a tiny spark of inspiration.

"What's missing..." Bai Long rolled up his tail anxiously and rolled on the ground, "What's missing..."

The young dragon was very obedient and didn't bother him. He drew beautiful lines on the side, and many stone giants stood up and walked towards the temple that was a little far away.After drawing for a while, even the young dragon was a little tired. He looked at his father who kept rolling, sighed and went to fetch water.

There are clear streams all over the mountain stream, the young dragon flicked casually on the water surface, a ball of water rose up, and he took this swaying thing back, suspended in front of the white dragon's nose.

"Take a break."

Before he had time to be touched by his good son's thoughtfulness, Bailong saw his own reflection in the water mirror formed by the ball of water.

The author has something to say: Chapter [-] or [-] of Memories will end, I will release Sally as soon as possible_(:зゝ∠)_

Red Dragon: deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom! (ah woo)

Bailong: deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom! (ah woo)

Sally: deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom! (ah woo)

Arthur: Fuck you bastards(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻