The Sims: Heartbroken

The hallway of the temple has a subtle sense of familiarity, gorgeous, classic, and regular... This architectural style is a bit like the decoration that comes with his hut.

Being dragged by Luo Ji, shuttling through the chaos of war, Yang Li didn't know why he paid attention to this.

He has already noticed "what's wrong", but he can't grasp it accurately, his thinking is a little slack, when he is stepping on a pool of blood, and even has to step over some limbs, he seems to be unable to concentrate no matter what.

It wasn't the same as when he saw the dissection diagram, or when he saw the broken Wade.

This feeling... Is it sick?

Yang Li and Luo Ji walked through several rooms, Yang Li saw what Luo Ji was looking for, and finally they stopped in a beautiful bedroom.

Holding a rapier, the Queen of God was fighting with a strange-looking creature.

The beautiful Frigg——she glanced at Loki's direction, and the magic used for concealment was thrown towards her.

Loki had to stop. He pursed his lips and looked at the heroic figure of the God Queen in battle - he didn't have any weapons or staffs. Frigg chose to stop him, and he remained motionless.

"Do something," he gritted his teeth and said, his eyes still focused on the battle situation, "my mother is not good at close quarters like me..."

Almost immediately, the Queen of God was caught, and the sharp blade pressed against her waist. The person who threatened her asked her to hand over something, but she refused.

"Do something..."

Loki murmured.

His eyes swept across the room, he felt the fluctuation of Frigg's magic, but Frigg's illusion was far above him - he wanted to find out the ether particles that the enemy asked for in exchange for the mother's life - even if that Things may be so close to him that he cannot see them.

And God Queen Frigga, a female warrior, would rather die to protect the ether particles.

"Then you die—"

"Do something! Yang Li!"

"..."

—At this moment, time stopped.

Yang Li sighed.

The complicated voices in his ears stopped at the same time, and he even vaguely noticed that the goddess of death threw a governor here.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, "I'm really sorry."

The wooden staff is in the palm of his hand.

The Goddess of Death stared at him for a while, and finally withdrew her gaze.

Maybe it's because Frigga's soul can remain for a while——

Yang Li walked into the center of the battlefield.

Instead of using magic, he used his hands to break off the strange alien's arm and free Ms. Frigg.

The blade had sunk a few centimeters, and the tip was slightly reddish—but it didn't matter.

The sound of the clock has stopped, and it will not be a problem to turn it forward a few seconds.

The blood on the tip of the knife disappeared, and he vaguely felt that the enemy's expression became more ferocious... He just brought Ms. Frigg back to Loki.

Time flowed again.

The fierce stabbing didn't stop, and it looked extremely terrifying—the enemy made an abandoning movement, and there was a broken sound at the door——the main force came a step behind.

Ms. Frigga, who was pulled by Yang Li, grabbed him with her backhand.

"Time magic?" There was a hint of surprise in her expression, "Which god are you? You didn't bring the time stone—"

Yang Li shrank his neck.

His eyes bypassed Frigg, and landed on Loki who was staring at Frigg.

Frigga followed Yang Li's gaze and turned her head, "Oh..." She smiled and patted her youngest son, "I'm fine..."

It was rare for her youngest son, who had been rebellious all the year round, not to avoid it. He still looked at her, and even lowered his head obediently.

As if frightened.

Frigg knew that Loki still regarded him as a mother—but her angry son suddenly became quiet, and she felt a little sour.

She glanced up, smiled and pointed behind Loki, "Look, your brother and father are also terrified."

Thor seemed to hold up a cloud of air, and Odin bowed his head in silence.

Loki tilted his head, his eyes were still on Frigg, and it took him a long time to look at the embarrassing appearance of his father and brother - until he showed a little smile like a successful prank, Frigg walked over there , Scattered Yang Li's illusion.

"Looks like you can't talk without me."

She leaned over and kissed her eldest son who was kneeling on the ground, and hugged her husband who suddenly raised his head, "Oh, wake up, there is still a war outside."

"——The dark elves outside have been cleaned up." Odin leaned on the scepter, his tone was steady, and no one could tell whether he was in grief—anyway, her eldest son heaved a sigh of relief, as if every time After being pranked, "Mother——"

This seems to be fine.

But Yang Li looked at the alien's corpse on the ground and became dazed.

Ah...they're starting a war.

I don't want to get involved in the war—

Yang Li took a step back.

He quietly glanced at Loki's smiling side face, and took another step back.

The space door opened silently behind him.

"Maybe you should thank Yang Li—" Frigga glanced in Loki's direction, "Loki, is your friend gone?"

Gu Yi looked at Yang Li who was curled up beside the table, holding the tea and not talking.

"I'm sorry I used time magic..."

"You don't need to feel sorry for your strength, Yang Li."

"It's not just this... I stole the soul of the Goddess of Death... I ran away from the war..."

"Are you really regretting this? You will still do it again." Gu Yi sighed, leaning on the back of the chair, using her eyes to persuade the curious students away, Yang Li was wearing a hood, looking at the ground, "I could easily stop the war...but I can't stop it...why do people fight? They tear each other apart like animals without reason—"

"The wars of this century are fundamentally conflicts of interests, which are the result of careful consideration."

Gu Yi took a sip of tea, touched Yang Li's shoulder with his knee, and asked him to look up, "If you can't intervene, ignore it and focus on what you should do."

She showed a subtle expression, "The temple has always done this, unless the dark latitude invades, the temple will not intervene."

Yang Li looked at Gu Yi... There was a kind of gentleness and stability in her eyes, "We don't care about the New York War, they will handle it themselves."

"But lives die in war—"

"That's the duty of the Goddess of Death. She will take away those whose time has come, without any favor." Gu Yi tilted his head, "Death is not so terrible...it will always come."

Yang Li could not refute.

He just moved his fingers, "Will the person I love die too?"

"Death doesn't miss anyone."

A certain heavy string was pulled, and after the dull sound, everything stabilized again.

"Okay, I know."

He returned to the temple.

The war is now over—

He was walking in the slightly empty corridor, and the smell of blood still lingered on the tip of his nose. For some reason, everyone who saw him would nod to him, all he knew was...

Loki is dead.

The father of the gods sighed silently, the eyes of the queen of gods were red, Lei Shen glanced at him, and stuffed a golden cup of wine into his arms.

It tastes bitter.

Why did Loki die?

Yang Li was a little dazed, and then he remembered that Gu Yi said that everyone would die.

Holding the wine glass, he walked out slowly, his eyes were a little dazed, and he stepped into the New York Temple again.

Gu Yi: "..."

She glanced at the person who followed Yang Li to teleport magic, a person wearing illusion, "..."

"……what happened?"

Yang Li returned to the position he had been in ten minutes ago, and someone beside him squinted his eyes.

Loki glanced at Gu Yi and sat down on the chair.

"I don't know...it seems...ah...time is so fast."

Yang Li was a little slurred, and he took another sip of wine.

"I don't know how to react...in fact, I don't have any reaction."

Yang Li was pulling and moving vigorously, trying to make the heavy string in his heart ring again.

He didn't know the point of doing it, or if he should do it, he just felt happy in everything related to Loki, including Loki's death.

For a moment it wasn't like that.

A moment, a moment when the strings sound—

His heart sank rapidly, as cold as if it would never beat again.

But only for a moment, and then, his heart was beating alive, and everything was fine.

He also feels very relaxed now, he doesn't want to cry or make trouble, he just wants to finish the wine in the glass...and send the glass back?Or another drink?

Is death such an easy and common thing?

He used to believe it firmly, but now he is not sure.

Luo Ji sat on the left of Yang Li, leaning on his chin to look at Yang Li; Gu Yi sat on the right of Yang Li, leaning on the armrest on the right, and felt that he should give them a little space.

Yang Li squatted on the ground pitifully, wearing a hood, looking a little autistic.

"I'm sorry..." he said, "my venerable Goddess of Death, I should not have taken your soul, Death should have taken it impartially, and I should have remedied—"

Loki kicked him from behind.

Losing balance for a moment, Yang Li: "...??"

He stretched out his hand to support the ground, and looked at Gu Yi accusingly.

Gu Yi looked away and stood up.

"Don't bring anyone else to the temple," she said, her tone not too dissatisfied. "If you bring someone again, I will kick you out—even if it's not human."

"what?"

Yang Li was stunned for a while, then turned his head and looked to the side.

"..."

Loki stared at him with his chin propped up for a while, then said grimly, "Did I just see my followers turn to other gods—"

"—Loki!"

The wine glass was thrown down at once.

Luo Ji was pressed down on the chair, and Yang Li hugged him vigorously, and it seemed that he would not let go even for a while.

This reaction is similar to Thor seeing his mother.

Luo Ji thought... He felt Yang Li's rapid heartbeat, and for some reason, he also smiled.

No sadness, yes, the ghost has lived 500 years by this one person alone - but obviously... only the fact that Loki is alive can give him this happy heartbeat.

The author has something to say: If Yang Li doesn't understand grief, what else can death take away from him?