Saint Seiya Twins - Under the Sun

When the two are alone.Whenever Saga stared at him with unpredictable eyes, Garen felt... a chill.Even if he was killed, he would not admit that he actually liked Saga's focus on him.

Could it be that he understood?impossible!How could Saga accept the love of her twin brother.If he really understands, he will gradually alienate without any trace, instead of provoking him intentionally or unintentionally like now.Garen poured half a glass of Macallan whiskey, thinking about it while drinking, the more he thought about it, the more annoying he became.Did Saga think that only in this way can the close brotherhood be restored?The two kissed each other often when they were young, but they are now grown men.If it wasn't for the fact that Saga's attitude towards other people was not wrong, but he treated his younger brother differently, he simply wondered if Saga would have another personality mutation.

The reaction of the gold crowd is equally strange.Ever since Garen moved into the Pope's Hall, every time he met Sha Jia and Mu, the two always had gentle and treacherous smiles on their faces; Milo's eyes were also not right. The non-stop questioning is enough to make Garen thankful; not to mention the delicate Camus and Aphrodite who is extremely sensitive to certain things.

The kiss just now, Garen really couldn't regard it as an expression of brotherly friendship.Whose brothers can be so friendly like this?Saga, what are you thinking?Garen's eyes suddenly fixed on a part of his body that was still protruding, and he couldn't help scratching his hair in annoyance. Obviously, the force of that kiss had not been completely eliminated.Forget it, I might as well move back to Gemini tomorrow, I can't afford to mess with it, and I can't hide it!

Sixteen hearts please you, you don't know

The wall lamp emits a hazy warm light, and the dense water vapor permeates, turning into steaming fog, illusory and elusive, and the white wings of the angel sculpture are looming.The water light fluctuates, swaying fine grains.

Saga immersed herself in the bathtub, her eyes were slightly closed, her tense nerves gradually relaxed, but a wry smile appeared on her handsome face.He originally planned to tease Garen as a prank, but his self-control was far worse than usual.Exhausting the last sliver of reason left, he reluctantly left Garen's lips.Saga had never had such a strong desire. At that moment, he wanted Garen—his twin brother—very strongly.

Forbidden love, like a flower of evil, blooms in the depraved and filthy night.As early as 14 years ago, Saga had experienced this sweet and burning taste of sin, which was even more unforgivable than sin.

The inexplicable estrangement and estrangement between the two brothers began at the age of 14; Garen's night out also began at the age of 14.Saga had secretly followed Garen, and discovered that he was actually flirting with a frivolous and flirtatious girl in a bar in Athens.The boy who was still developing, his figure was already taller and taller than most adult men, and there was a free and easy evil smile on his handsome face.In another three or four years, as long as Garen is interested, it will be enough to attract any pretty opposite sex.

For the first time in his life, Saga beat his younger brother mercilessly.The reason for doing it was righteous, but he knew that everything was different.He wasn't doing it for any high-sounding excuses, but because he couldn't bear Garen being intimate with others.

At first Saga tried to deceive himself, thinking that it was just out of so-called possessiveness.After all, for many years, in Garen's world, his brother was the only important existence.He is used to the intimacy and dependence of his younger brother, and no matter how good he is with friends such as Aiolos, it can't replace the deep bond from blood.

As time went on, however, Saga had to stop his ridiculous self-deception.No matter how hard he worked and trained, he couldn't ignore Garen's words and deeds. When he slept with him at night, he even had obvious physiological reactions.When Garen asked to sleep in a separate room, Saga was surprised and sad, but also secretly happy.If the younger brother finds out about his unspoken secret desires, he will definitely dislike him even more. I'm afraid even brothers can't do it.

Saga still didn't understand why Garen's temperament changed drastically, and he couldn't face his younger brother as calmly as before.Day after day, Garen became more and more unscrupulous, killing gods became the topic he was most interested in, and persuading his brother to face up to the evil in his heart became his main "task".

That was the most tormenting period for Saga, trying his best to be a good brother, trying his best to control the shadow that was about to move in his heart, and he still had to deal with the official duties and daily training of the Pope's Hall.In the middle of the night, I fell on the bed exhausted, just wanting to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again.If one day in the future, that evil shadow has a completely independent mind, it is very likely to attack Garen.He would rather destroy himself than hurt his brother.

Saga really wanted to be the pope. Apart from his lofty ideals of personal ambition, there was another important reason. Only by becoming the pope under one god and above ten thousand people, could Garen succeed him as the veritable Gemini gold saint.Whenever he thinks about being a so-called shadow warrior with his younger brother's pride and talent, he feels very sad.It's unfair, but Saga can't do anything, he doesn't want to and can't bear to use other people's sacrifices to achieve himself and Garen.

The situation finally slipped to an irreversible desperation.Gallon actually obeyed "his" order to assassinate the goddess, and seriously injured Aiolos.Saga locked his brother in the rock prison again while he was awake, and he must not be allowed to continue contact with "him".

Garen, please leave the sanctuary and me.You are so clever that you will find the key in the rock wall.I've already been ruined, I can't ruin you anymore.I know you don't really believe in gods, but after all, a saint is a warrior of Athena, and all his power comes from her, but how can he resist her?How fair is the betrayal of the entire sanctuary to Athena, who was born in this world?

I have foreseen the dead end between me and "him". Athena, holding the goddess of victory, will return to the sanctuary sooner or later.Before that, I will try my best to protect those little golds who have not yet grown up, and try my best to ensure the stability of the sanctuary.

Any game must follow the rules, and everyone can only fend for themselves within an invisible but limited scope.The drums are playing, and the flowers are covered with thorns, dancing with shackles.The God of Destiny turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain. The so-called changing destiny is often reduced to a desolate anecdote, or at best sublimated into a tragic legend.What's the difference?No, Saga doesn't care about that.Up to now, he only wanted his younger brother to live in peace.

Garen, please leave the sanctuary and me.If this is a fateful sin of Gemini, it is enough for Saga to bear it.Maybe I'm not a good brother and I can't satisfy you, but I tried my best.I hope you don't hate me when you think of me in the future.Best to forget if possible.

In just three days, Yu Saga seemed like a century.The turbulent tide had to exhaust the power of the small universe every time to keep Garen's life.Why?Why hasn't Garen found the key yet?Saga sat on the pope's throne weakly, almost collapsed.Going on like this is not a long-term solution, once "he" has a high tide when he controls his body, Garen will be finished.

Originally, Saga didn't dare to face Garen directly, lest "he" would appear suddenly and cause trouble, but he couldn't care less.He didn't believe that Garen was evil by nature, and even if he was, he never thought of asking his younger brother to accept God's punishment and die.I am really tired today.Tomorrow, Garen, brother will let you out tomorrow.

"Saga, you hypocritical coward!" The arrogant voice sounded out of thin air, with undisguised mockery and malice.

"shut up!"

"There are no outsiders here, so you still dare not confess your desire?"

"That's 'your' desire."

"My desire? Ha, then I want Garen, don't you mind?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Saga's face lost all color in an instant.

"Stop pretending, Saga, even if you can hide it from Garen, you can't hide it from me. You and I have the same body and the same heart. Go and let Garon out! I will love him for you, he Will love me too."

"shut up!"

"That's what you're most afraid of, right? Haha, I'm afraid that Garen hates you but falls in love with me."

"Garon will never love you!" Saga clenched her fists unconsciously, and the shadow of fear quietly occupied her heart.

"Then try it!" "He" stopped talking, and suddenly promoted the small universe.

Saga was taken aback.No, Garen must never have any contact with "him" again!

The night was deep, and the pope's hall was silent and gloomy, with a solitary lamp, the afterglow was like a firefly, and the huge pillar cast a heavy shadow. The scarlet of the carpet was shocking, as if thick blood was spreading.Two personalities vie for dominance of the body.Absurd pantomime on an empty stage, silent desolation.

My heart was suddenly empty, almost empty of death.Is it Garen?What happened to Garen? !Saga suddenly burst out with unimaginable power, got up and ran towards the heavy door of the Pope's Hall. "He" also noticed the abnormality, and stopped exerting force to interfere.

Many years later, Saga recalled that late-night run, smiled and sighed, he was so flustered that he completely forgot the existence of different-dimensional space and teleportation.The wings of seagulls streaked across the blue sky, the sun in the Aegean Sea was warm and bright, and the mountains and fields were full of blue cornflowers.That person was leaning on his shoulder, holding his hand tightly, in a deep dream, with an empty dessert box beside him, and tiramisu cocoa powder still remained in the corner of his mouth, like a pretty badass who is greedy and sleepy Child.

The pan flute of the God of Mu played melodious tunes, attracting the forest elves to linger and stop.The smiling Cheshire cat and the nervous March hare are frantically adjusting the strings, and the Mad Hatter's Voltvacen dance is enthusiastic and funny.The blue bird brought the crystal slipper to Cinderella who was eager to try.The little prince returned to his planet and whispered to the most beautiful rose among the billions of stars.Saga gently turned her face to the side, kissing her lover's blue hair.

The holy Artemis held a silver bow and shot down an ambiguous blue moon