Pharaoh

They say you don't know how to cherish until you lose it.

But he clearly knew that it was an existence that was more precious than anything else, but he could only watch it slip through his fingers like fine sand without a sound, and he was helpless and helpless.

What kind of feeling is that?

"Are you leaving?"

The young man in front of him looked at him with wide eyes. Although there was reluctance and sadness in his eyes, it was pure reluctance to leave a close friend and nothing else.

He just smiled, but didn't answer.

So the boy who didn't get a definite answer from the other party suddenly collapsed on his childish face.

"another me……"

If he just disappeared in this young man's life, how long will he be remembered as a pure friend, even the closest one?

Will it soon disappear into the depths of memory and gradually disappear.

Little bits of revived memories from 3000 years ago are like little grains of time leaking from his fingertips.

There was nothing he could do.

"It doesn't matter if there is no memory of the past, I just want to be with you."

Ignoring the warnings of the fragments of recovered memories that flowed and flashed in his mind, the Pharaoh's hand covered the boy's hand holding the golden building block and made such a promise with a smile.

Even if he knew that the memory fragments recalled bit by bit were like a huge torrent raging, which could no longer be reversed.

So, that's a lie.

That was the first lie he ever told his partner.

He will remember everything.

He will get out of here.

Even though it wasn't his will he couldn't resist.

The teenager who got his lies and promises smiled happily at him, like the sun shining brightly in the night.

He reached out to touch the other's cheek, but the transparent hand that belonged to the soul could transmit the temperature of the other's skin.

He stared at the smiling face of the other party, but he couldn't contain the hostile impulse to crush the smiling face from the bottom of his heart.

How long can this young man who sheds tears purely because his close friends leave and laughs because his friends stay behind remember him?

a year?ten years? ...Maybe it's just a tiny trace of a memory when I was young.

However, for him, it is the time when he will hold this memory and live forever in the decaying underworld.

This is not fair.

That was the first unwilling language that suddenly emerged from the deepest darkness in my heart.

The pharaoh's raised fingertips gently brushed away a strand of pure golden hair from the corner of the boy's eyes.

Unsuspectingly, the boy rubbed his fingertips intimately and smiled happily at him with his face up.

He smiled at the boy with the utmost tenderness.

he thinks,

Maybe he still has time to do something.

Before the sands of the last time run out.

Turn injustice into fairness.

The boy in front of him could only be the property of the Pharaoh.

No matter in what way.

……

In the night sky, the clouds that had originally covered half the crescent moon dispersed abruptly, like a ray of white moonlight that suddenly split through the clouds and shot straight at the earth like a sharp arrow.

It runs through the western skylight of the palace on the right side of the Egyptian royal palace, and just falls into the violet-hued pupils of the Egyptian prince who is smiling happily at the people around him.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the depths of the pupil for an instant.

Perhaps it was stung by this white light, You You abruptly lowered his head, and reflexively raised his right hand to press on his right eye.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly raised and grabbed the clothes on the chest of the young king of the underworld.

He strangled the fingers that grabbed the opponent's clothes for a moment like a spasm, but soon, his fingers relaxed.

"What happened to the eyes?"

The pharaoh with purple pupils subconsciously raised his left hand to touch Yuyu's right eye, but because Yuyu's right hand had already been pressed down by himself, he could only cover the back of Yuyu's hand.

Watching the game and rubbing his eyes vigorously, Atum lifted his fingers up to help him brush the falling golden hair to one side.

"fine."

The fingers pressed on the right eye of the game have been curled up, and he rubbed it lightly.

A flash of light just now made his eyes accustomed to the darkness of night suddenly pricked, and it hurt a little.

He laughed.

"It was shaken just now."

As he spoke, he continued to rub his eyes that were dazzled by the moonlight just now.

He didn't feel it when he kept talking just now, but when he closed his eyes, Yu You suddenly felt that his eyelids became heavy.

A long-simmering tiredness hit him like a flood at this moment, and he opened his mouth involuntarily and let out a big yawn.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously again, muttering to himself.

"I can hardly keep my eyes open... Phew..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another yawn hit him.

The king of Egypt continued to rub his right eye, and the slender eyelashes of his left eye also cast a light shadow on his fair cheek. Under the faint firelight, his childish face was full of sleepiness. Drowsy, showing a bit of bewilderment.

The young king of the underworld suddenly laughed when he saw his partner's appearance at the moment.

"makes sense."

He raised his hand to caress the soft cheek of the other party, and his voice became lower and lighter.

"It's late..."

He said that the last few words were played very lightly and softly, as if there was a little bit of warm wind passing over his cheeks, but it made people more tired.

The young king of the underworld replied in a low voice, seeing that he had been summoned by drowsiness and was half conscious. At this moment, his body kneeling on the bed was swaying from side to side, as if he was about to fall down at any time. The body that went down hugged.

He lowered his head, and the corners of his sharp and slightly raised lips tapped a little on the white and tender forehead in front of him.

Then, the corners of the lips became more and more curved, and even more aggressively took advantage of the other party's sleepiness and confusion at the moment, and unceremoniously sucked the corners of You Yu's slightly parted lips.

One touch away.

And at the moment of this touch, the tip of the tongue has flitted between the opponent's slightly opened teeth as if provocatively.

But at this moment, the king of Egypt, who was already drowsy and half of his body was lying on his chest, just squinted his eyes and glanced at him in a daze.

Yatum rubbed Yuyu's head again, looking at the man in his arms with a smile that was kind of doting and helpless.

He said, "Go to sleep."

Lying on his chest, already drowsy, You almost snorted in reply.

Then, using both hands and feet, he pawed towards the center of the big bed, fell down on the soft pillow and refused to open his eyes again.

Obviously very sleepy.

The king of Egypt lay sideways like a cat curled up on the soft white bed, his whole body sunk in, so compared with the wide bed, he seemed even smaller.

The right half of his face was deeply buried in the soft quilt, and the faint light from the candles hanging on the huge column near the roof swayed on his white and tender cheeks, and the slender eyelashes cast a layer of light on his cheeks. Light shadows.

He slept soundly, his nostrils fluttering gently with his breathing.

A hand with the same white complexion as he reached out and touched his head.

The game sleeps silently and nothing happens.

It wasn't until the hand moved from his head to his more sensitive ears and cheeks that the young prince who was in a dream let out a slight snort from the depth of his nose.

But it's not resistance.

Perhaps it felt that the palm covering his cheek was very warm, and the face of the boy who was more and more childlike when he fell asleep showed a happy smile, like a little pet to please the owner. He rubbed against the palm of that hand.

It wasn't until that hand touched his face again, that he let out a low snort from the depths of his throat again, and his fluffy little head curled up contentedly, sleeping more and more soundly.

That kitten-like coquettish and cute look makes people itch in their hearts and their fingers itch. If it weren't for the young king sitting next to him with strong self-control, I'm afraid he couldn't help but continue teasing and kneading to let Wang Di Sleep well until fully awakened.

Even so, the young king of the underworld still couldn't hold back and rubbed his white and soft cheeks before letting go.

He sat on the edge of the bed, watching his partner quietly.

In the depths of Ziqiong's pupils, it seems as if the traces of the bottomless glimmer of light can be seen.

He turned his head slightly, his face was just hidden in the darkness.

All he could see was a shimmer of light reflected coldly from the pure gold earrings under his white earlobe.

The pharaoh of the underworld suddenly reached out his hand again.

The magnified shadow on the bed by the ray of moonlight shining down on the palm of the hand from the sky appeared somewhat frighteningly huge.

The room was extremely quiet, as if the sound of the moonlight falling could be heard.

Atum's hand reached out to his partner.

The black shadow of that hand landed on Yu Yu and moved slowly, as if at that moment, the Egyptian prince who was sleeping sweetly in the soft bed would be completely enveloped in it and would be swallowed up by such darkness anytime and anywhere.

A second of almost suffocating pause in time and space——

At that moment, the young king's hand suddenly passed over the sky above Brother Wang's head, and quickly landed on the other's hair, gently stroking it.

With the removal of the Pharaoh's hand, the shadow covering Wangdi's face reappeared in the faint light.

Yu Yu was still lying quietly, breathing with slightly parted lips, sleeping deeply, with occasional slender eyelashes moving.

The big hands on top of his head gently rubbed his hair again, and the young pharaoh bent down and kissed the corners of his slightly upturned eyes.

The cold gold earrings lightly passed over the sleeping Wangdi's nose, making him wrinkle his nose even in his sleep, but he soon calmed down again.

The Pharaoh 3000 years later stood up straight, his dark purple pupils clearly reflected the shadow of the sleeping teenager lying defenseless beside him.

His eyes may be a bit chilly because of being soaked by the night, but they look a bit soft when you look closely, making it hard to see the traces deposited in the deepest part.

The corners of the lips were slightly raised, but there was no trace of a smile, but it gave people a subtle hint of a smile that was not a smile.

Yatum's eyes cooled down bit by bit, but burned to the extreme bit by bit.

It's like a wild beast that preys on its prey, but it must completely maintain the most calm posture and calculate before the moment when the hunger that burns the whole body can't wait to devour the meat and dismantle it to fully satisfy its own burning greed. Follow the prey's every move to confirm the most extreme and terrifying hunting state where the prey can't escape from the palm.

If you just want to get this person, then you have already got it now.

In Egypt, the ancient world that belongs to him, all the game can see is him.

However, it is not enough.

Just getting this guy the way he is now is not enough for him now.

So, now is not the time.

He is in no hurry.

In the past, he spent quite a long time blending his existence into the life of the game bit by bit, and in the end even used almost ruthless means to forcibly leave his own mark in the opponent's memory.

And in the future, he also has enough self-confidence to completely occupy the sleeping boy beside him, together with his thoughts and soul bit by bit, to the point where there is no trace left.

When enjoying his tenderness and pampering became a natural habit, it became a drug addiction that I could never quit...

Forcibly intervening in the life trajectory of the other party and finally making the other party get used to his existence so naturally as breathing...even suffering from intensified dependence to the point of being strange and morbid enough to cause hypoxic symptoms when separated...

The silently opened net is encroaching and eroding bit by bit...

Eventually devoured.

……

He is patient.

Because they have infinite time.

——Compared to the unscrupulous young king now, the Pharaoh 3000 years later is mature and gentle——

Perhaps it is.

But that's not all.

——The future pharaoh who once lost and gained again is more greedy, dangerous, and even crazy——

The thick clouds dissipated at some point, and the golden sand-like stars scattered finely across the night sky, and the silver-gauze moonlight shrouded the land of Egypt again at night.

The bright moonlight illuminated a room in a gorgeous palace on one side of the palace.

A slender figure flashed past the window of that room, landed silently with a vigorous posture, and quickly disappeared into the night of the palace before the guards patrolling around were not aware of it.

So only the king of Egypt was left sleeping in that room.

When the traces of a person's existence were reduced, the already peaceful room became a little quieter.

It is so quiet that when watching the moonlight fall, it seems that you can hear the sound of moonlight flowing.

Occasionally, a light and cool night wind blows in from the roof, lifting the soft and light white gauze that someone passed by just now, and it flies in the flickering firelight. .

The king of Egypt, who was lying on his side on the bed like a sleepy pig, slept soundly, even breathing very lightly.

He lay there quietly, unaware of that person's departure, as if he would sleep forever.

The fiery red candle suddenly exploded with a little spark.

The king of Egypt, who was still soundly asleep a second ago, opened his eyes with a swish.

The bright red gleam of the exploding sparks illuminated the half of his upturned cheek, making it a bit reddened abruptly.

The other half of his face was deeply buried in the soft pillow and he couldn't see clearly, only his right eye, which had been opened suddenly just now, was like a bright violet color in the dark.

The king of Egypt lay on his side on the bed and stared ahead with his eyes open, his gaze was very quiet.

Those eyes that were too bright didn't look like they had just woken up from a dream, but more like a bottomless deep pool sinking deeply, unable to read any emotion.

His opened eyes looked huge in the dark night, but his pupils didn't move at all, and even the slender eyelashes didn't tremble at all.

If you can't see his slightly rising and falling chest, you can hardly feel the traces of his breathing.

It was a completely unreasonable and weird silence that made people feel numb from the bottom of their hearts——

It was still extremely abrupt, and in this extreme and weird silence, the Egyptian prince suddenly stood up and sat up.

He propped his right hand on the bed to prop up his upper body.

Most of the golden forehead hair naturally slipped down on the right side of his cheek because he was lying on his side just now, almost hiding most of his right cheek in the black shadow.

The moonlight shining in from the skylight melted into the white cheek on the left half of the game like flowing water, making the skin reveal a strange beauty that was almost transparent and glowing.

The violet hue of the left eye bathed in the moonlight became more and more translucent, as if one could see the deepest part at a glance.

The Egyptian prince propped his arms back on the bed, raised his upper body and sat quietly for a while.

Then, he turned to look to the left.

A huge mirror was mounted on the white stone wall facing the direction in which he turned his head.

It reflected the moonlight and shone brightly in the dark room, clearly reflecting Wang Di's violet-toned left pupil when he turned around.

The moment he turned his head——

It just so happened that a gust of cold night wind suddenly came from the window and whizzed past Yu Yu's cheeks.

The pure golden forehead hair that covered most of the right cheek of the Egyptian prince flew up suddenly under this sudden attack.

The shadow of the boy in the mirror freezes at this second——

He quietly watched his reflection in the mirror.

The right eye, which had been hidden under the pure golden forehead hair, was exposed in the mirror because the golden hair was blown back by a momentary wind.

The snow-white moonlight reflected by the mirror fell into his eyes, clearly refracting the color of his right pupil.

It was the purest pitch-black color that seemed to be able to absorb all the brilliance of the heaven and earth, which was terrifying to the extreme but also beautiful to inconceivable.

Who is the hunter.

Who is the prey?

The prince of Egypt almost melted into the night and was silent.

The evil god is the most extreme dark existence that combines all the evil and negative emotions of human beings.

If humans exist, the evil gods will exist forever!