God doesn't want me to be human

Next to a field with only short straw left after harvest, Lu Jia stood on the road, looking at a dead cat by the side of the road.

In the short straw not far away, there are a few kittens who think they have hidden themselves, and their vertical pupil eyes are closely watching the parked humans and their mothers.

Lu Jia looked at the kittens who didn't understand anything.

The kittens don't know what's going on, their mother doesn't get up and meow and lick them anymore, they're still here.

All Lu Jia can do is to bring them to human gathering places to see if anyone adopts them.Stay here and the kittens will die.

"Do you want to try?" A voice sounded like a flower blooming in the middle of the night.

Lu Jia looked up at the god beside him.

A pale and slender hand covered Lu Jia's hand holding the sickle, and then waved it lightly.

The scythe, which has always symbolized death, emits a soft white light.

"Try the power of 'birth'."

Swinging the scythe held by both hands simultaneously, a soft white light fell on the dead cat.

The cat's tail moved suddenly.

Then the cat's tail moved again, and quickly swung, and the bright cat pupils opened.The wild cat saw the human jump up all of a sudden, meowed, arched its back, and drove away the cheerful kittens one by one, then turned around vigilantly and left in the direction the kittens were walking.

Seeing this miracle of life unfold before his eyes, Lu Jia couldn't help but smile.

"It's interesting." said the god who shared his divine right and power.

"Ca." Lu Jia, who watched the mother cat and the kittens disappear into the wheat field with only short stalks, looked at the god, "Thank you."

Even if their understanding of life is so different.

In Lu Jia's eyes, things related to life can never be judged by whether they are interesting or not.

Coca is a god.

Spirits are different.

Randy, Aphrodite... even that god and all the gods - nothing has ever fallen into their eyes.

If you haven't seen it, why would you care?

So, Lu Jia already understood.

There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that what you see is different.

It's as if before the global Internet, people living at the equator and those living at the poles would never understand the world in the other's eyes, as well as the customs, morality and civilization that extend from the world in their eyes.

"Ka, would you like to see the world in my eyes?" Lu Jia asked cautiously.

As the god of life and death, Ka is the person Lu Jia most wants to let him understand the world in his eyes.

Life and death.

Lu Jia hoped that the gods in charge of such an important priesthood could take a look at the creatures in this world.

So, he asked.

"Okay." The god agreed.

So, during the journey, Lu Jia began to describe the world in his eyes while walking.

"This is a prosperous family." Lu Jia looked at a large nest of crows on a dead tree.The crows shouted hoarsely, and spread their wings and flew around the trees, like little black clouds, exuding the misfortune that people fear.

"This fish is very beautiful." Lu Jia looked at the flashing fish in the small river.The tender green grass blades hang down on the river, and under the clear water, a fish the size of a thumb swims past, and disappears under the shade of the grass with only a little light refracted by its scales.

"This is a sad thing, and I am also very sad." Lu Jia looked at the ongoing funeral. This is a middle-aged and elderly man who plotted to resist bravely. He was betrayed at the last moment, a rebellion that overthrew the old order Failed.Lu Jia and the others arrived in time to save the resistance, but the dead man died forever.

I heard Lu Jia talk a lot along the way, went to see the gods in the world in Lu Jia's eyes and asked: "Then do you want to save him?"

This is easy for the gods.

Lu Jia shook his head.

He looked at the god with indifferent silver eyes.

"Ca. The value of life is also that it cannot be changed at will."

Lu Jia said this from the perspective of the gods he wanted to see.

If there is no respect for life, then life and death are a game between the hands, tossed and turned cruelly and indifferently.

Instant life, instant death, repeating boring tricks.

From Lu Jia's point of view, he certainly hoped to save this person!

All heroes deserve a long life!

All good men should live happily to the end of their days!

Good people get good rewards, that's for sure!Must save!But also to save health and live another 100 years!

The silver eyes of the gods stared at him calmly.

Then accompany him to silently attend the funeral.

After the funeral, they left the small village to continue their journey.

Walking on the lush green grass in spring, Lu Jia stopped.

"Card."

Lu Jia stopped the gods who accompanied him.

The god's silver eyes looked over.

Lu Jia handed the sickle in his hand to the god and smiled.

"Thank you for lending me your divine power these days. Now, I should return it to you."

In the days when he was almost a god, Lu Jia did many things he thought were meaningful, overthrowing the old order that devoured humanity.

Also during these days, Lu Jia gradually understood what kind of existence a god is.

He is just an ordinary person, not suitable for controlling divine power.

Ka looked at his dependents, the teenagers he was looking forward to growing up.

He is not what he thinks.

He thought that this young man with a different life form could become the same existence as him—at least the same height.

God.

However, the boy returned the divine power He gave him.

Looking at the smiling black-haired boy in front of him, the god's silver eyes were quiet.

But he doesn't hate it.

"Lu Jia, do you have any wish?"

The sound of flowers blooming in the middle of the night seems to add a touch of tenderness.

He wanted to hear the boy's wish.

"Me." Lu Jia smiled, talking nonsense, "I want this world to be better."

It sounds like big talk and empty talk.

Even if it is true, it can only be said to be beyond self-control.

but.

Lu Jia didn't set a standard for himself. If one day he gave a piece of bread and an old clothes to save a homeless person from hunger and cold, then he had achieved it.

Lu Jia knew that he was just an ordinary person, and ordinary people would not glow and heat like the sun, only a little candlelight.

A little light is enough.

A little candle, until the light is exhausted.

Ka looked at him, then took the scythe and retracted it into the great scythe.

"I heard."

Silver eyes fixed on Lu Jia, and he heard his wish.

Lu Jia smiled, then looked into the distance, and asked hesitantly.

"Ka, can you tell me about... this world?"

There's something about why Roy wants to stay with him in the fake world.

There was something about why Urs suddenly snatched him from the middle of a planned operation.

There's something about... saving the world.

The god's silver eyes looked at Lu Jia, at this tough human being, Lu Jia who made him like him.

He deserves to know the truth.

He has the ability to accept the truth.

"Lu Jia. In this world, there are no devourers."

The gods have exposed the world's greatest lie.