[Comprehensive Lord Xishen] The prayer of life

"Because of you." Roy sighed melancholy.

Aphrodite leaned back slightly, put her heart in her hands, and said, "Ah, a heartbreaking answer! My dear little Roy~ weak as me, how can I hurt you and deprive you of your laughter?"

"You should really show your lovers what you look like now!" Roy said worriedly, "Are you going to use your current makeup to captivate all living beings?" Is your aesthetic okay?

"No! Of course not! I will never let them see me like this!" Aphrodite said firmly.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and said suspiciously: "Then, why did you..." She pointed at Aphrodite's face in embarrassment, "Make yourself so ugly?"

"It's interesting, isn't it?" Aphrodite said with a smile. "The unchanging years make my face wither like a withered rose. The fresh wind brings new dew and makes me alive! Looking for passion in my lover, only a different experience will make me happy!"

"...As long as you're happy." Roy said helplessly.

Roy didn't know which was worse, olfactory abuse or visual abuse.

Aphrodite's various attempts ended in the discovery of hot springs.This unprecedented warm enjoyment fascinated her.As for the sulfur smell loathed by Roy?Oh, and that's part of the new experience too!

Relying on God not to die from drowning, the goddess of love and beauty soaked herself in the hot spring, like a dumpling that couldn't be cooked.

Well, as long as you don't get involved in the upcoming war in Olympus, as long as Aphrodite, who has zero force value, stays in a safe place, the pungent sulfur smell, or green skin, are all fine. is tolerable.

During Aphrodite's efforts to cook herself, Roy learned the use of a bow and arrow.She hunted a deer—three arrows were shot at the poor creature, none of which killed it, and at last it died of blood loss.

Lowy never learned to handle prey.She made a mess of everything.She returned to Aphrodite bloodied, and soaked her feet in the hot spring in frustration.

"Wow~ the blood-stained beauty! I never thought of it!" Aphrodite marveled, and rolled on the deerskin that had just been peeled off and the blood hadn't dried up.There is no doubt that this attempt was a complete failure.The coagulated blood tangled the goddess's smooth hair, and it took her a lot of effort to get it back to its original shape.

What Aphrodite did made Roy, who was still looking forward to the roast venison, completely lose his appetite.

The inexperienced goddess is in a hurry to clean herself up.They set aside their ravaged and disfigured prey.The smell of the carcass attracted two vultures to scavenge.The big ugly bird terrified the two goddesses.In a panic, Roy killed them with divine power.

Roy has been looking for the feeling of that time.That wasn't life leeching, she was sure.She had never used divine power like that before, but it was unexpectedly easy to use.

"Oh, my little Roy~ You are worrying about the death of those big birds again~" Aphrodite lazily shook her fingers, she put the vulture's feathers in her hair, with a kind of madness wild charm.

"That's useful, isn't it? Maybe, no, I should say, it will be useful someday," Lowe said.

"It's 'someday' again! It's 'future' again! Oh my God, little Roy~ You're always worrying about things that have happened or haven't happened. When," Aphrodite suddenly approached, Staring into Roy's eyes, "You can see the happiness of the moment?"

"Leave all the happiness to you." Roy sighed, stretched out his hand and tore off the bird feather from Aphrodite's head, and threw it into the water to soak—the blood on it hadn't been washed off.

Aphrodite looked at Roy sadly, and finally sighed in frustration after a long time.She said: "You shouldn't be looking for answers in the realm of life. At that moment, your breath was cold, like a wail from the depths of the earth. You were looking for a power that didn't belong to you. You didn't know where it was, and you didn't know where it was. What's the matter. It's dangerous. My dear sister, you have been trying to stay away from it, why are you suddenly approaching it?"

"So, you don't have to laugh at me for being cowardly." Roy chuckled lightly, "Isn't it my power..."

Aphrodite sighed, pinching a piece of feather that had drifted away between her perfect toes, looked at it for a while, let go of her toes, and let it float further.

Roy couldn't find the answer until he saw the child-like god.

Found the child because of a dead grass.Weeds are tough and fragile, and natural grass will always wither for one reason or another.

I noticed that piece of withered yellow because of the breath that diffused there.That breath, cold and desperate, seemed to be a sigh from hell.Roy trembled involuntarily.She wanted to leave, and Aphrodite's words echoed in her ears. "Your breath is cold, like a wail from the depths of the earth" - ahead, can you find the answer she longs for?

That was the greatest adventure in Roy's life after stepping out of the temple of love and beauty.

There are no open gates of hell, no terrible monsters, just a child there.

He was still a child-like god, about five or six years old, with silver hair, eyes of the same color, a delicate and cold face, a black robe, and a sickle that looked like a toy—a delicate doll.The cold and desperate breath surrounded him.

It is not clear which of them discovered each other first.Completely opposing forces, they watched each other vigilantly.

Dark despair, cold death!

This is a god from the deep, the offspring of darkness.

"Who are you?" the childlike god asked coldly.

"I am the Roy of life, who are you?" Roy took a step back, showing no malice.

"Death, Thanadus," answered the child, "why have you come?"

"I'm here to find an answer," Roy replied.She has found that answer.The end of life is death, and death brings new life.Life and death, the closest mortal enemy!At that moment, she inadvertently touched the realm of death.

Thanadus looked at Roy for a long time, and finally seemed to be sure that the goddess was not a threat.He turned around, intending to leave.The breath of life also made him uncomfortable.

"Wait!" After a little hesitation, Roy said, "The children of the night don't like to set foot in the territory of the earth mother. Why did you come?" Maybe it was an ancient grievance, or maybe it was just nature, the five creators/world/gods , three dark families, they and their descendants settled in Tartarus, and rarely set foot on the land of Gaia.The offspring of Chaos have little family affection, but the cubs are always well taken care of.Why did such an obviously immature Nightborn leave the shelter and walk alone in a strange land?

Thanadus looked at Roy deeply, and said, "I want to grow up. Lady Luck, you will never understand the troubles involved."

The growth of a deity is closely related to divine power.The amount of divine power depends on the world's "need" for its priesthood.The first gods were almost always in charge of some natural phenomenon, because the world needed them.The world gives them great power.As for those gods who are in charge of humanistic phenomena, such as the god of art, the god of poetry, etc., they are still far from the moment of birth.What is the use of them if there is no art, no poetry?In this way, Roy was lucky.Every life in the world is within her domain.That's where her strength lies.This power made her grow up healthily.Thanadus, by comparison, was very unfortunate.The soulless spirit left the body and instinctively headed for the realm of Tartarus.Only a wise soul, nostalgic for people and things in life, needs the guidance of death.At this time, the underworld has not yet been established, the number of human beings is scarce, and they have a long lifespan bestowed by the gods.The death of intelligent life is too rare to support the growth of Death.Thanadus, the god of death, has been born for countless years, still in the appearance of a child.

The toughest soul can be driven mad by a feeble and immature body.God's life is long and has no end in sight.The god of death is tired of being young.He came to the land that could bring him strength, looking for an opportunity to grow.

"I know. I haven't experienced it myself, but I understand it." Roy stared at Thanadus, as if staring at himself who yearns for power. "Even if you cut off the fate line of human beings with your own hands, it's just a drop in the bucket."

"What should I do, in your opinion, self-righteous goddess?" asked Thanadus darkly.He already knew the answer.However, he is not reconciled, unwilling to be weak forever, unwilling to be unable to grow.

"Wait. You don't have to do anything, just wait," Roy said. "Look, the world is so vast and empty. The gods who are unwilling to be alone will not let her be. The temple of the gods will eventually be built , traces of civilization will eventually adorn every corner of her. Until then, there will be death every moment, and wise souls will line up, waiting for your guidance. Those all belong to you.” How is this complaining child Fortunately, you just have to wait to get what you want.And she, Roy of life, didn't even know what to wait for.

"Before then?" Thanadus was not confused by the world Roy described, "Like a mouse, blind? Just waiting for a possibility?"

There may be useless people in the world, but there will be no gods who are not "needed".However, when will the God who is needed usher in her glory?No, there is no need for glory, as long as you can live an upright life.Don't be afraid, don't have to hide, just walk in every corner she likes...

"Then hold on to the strength. In addition to the innate strength, before God bestows it, use your own hands to hold the strength." Roy stared at Thanadus' eyes, always hidden behind thick bangs His eyes were brighter than ever before.

Thanadus was silent for a long time, softened his expression, and asked softly, "How should I do it?"

"...that's the answer I'm looking for too," Roy replied.