After I became an ancient god

【steampunk era】

The night is just right, a full moon is in the sky, and under the twinkling stars, the city is full of dense pipelines, delivering steam for daily use to the residents of the city.

The streets are full of traffic, with gold edging, and the carriage with the family crest is driving through the narrow alley. The noble woman in the carriage is covered with a feather fan, and the ragged passers-by beside the carriage walk by with a dull expression, even if they are rubbed by the carriage. I dare not complain.

In this city with a huge gap between the rich and the poor, people have long been accustomed to such distinctions.

One after another, carriages drove through the street.

Tonight is the opening of a rare play at the Maria Theater. Many aristocratic men and women who usually love to socialize can't wait to get here. The crowded carriages almost squeezed the entire street.

A young man named Mystery jumped off one of the carriages and looked at the large poster in front of the theater.

The tall and slender woman reflected on the poster has snow-white skin and slightly curved red lips. She is the most popular theater actress in the city, Priel.

Also Mystery's favorite.

He's been courting Prior lately and feels he's on the verge of success.

Prior had agreed to have dinner with him after the show tonight, and this was Mystery's first date since he pursued Prior.

Mistry couldn't wait any longer, he quickly entered the theater, sat in the seat closest to the stage, and waited happily for his beloved woman to start the performance.

The performance began soon. Today's drama is called "The Life of Altus". It is said to be adapted from real events. It was so moving that the audience cheered.

Mistry looked at the actors on the stage. One of the actors played the role of a down-and-out painter named Altus, holding a painting covered in black cloth, and described the source of inspiration for the painting in an impassioned tone.

"...The gods from beyond the distant stars, where the long dreams can't reach, are exactly what we are looking for!"

To put it simply, it is a story of a painter who constantly asks God for inspiration in order to seek better paintings, and obtains love in the process of becoming famous.

The heroine played by Prior wore white gauze and sang softly, which made the audience mesmerized, and Mistry was no exception.

He was obsessed with the beauty of his sweetheart, but his eyes inadvertently fell on the painter and actor standing next to his sweetheart. The painting in his hand was still covered with a black cloth, but his facial expression was strangely distorted, which made people feel uncomfortable .

Seeing this, Misteri, who felt that the scene hurt his eyes, frowned dissatisfied. It was hard to imagine that such an ugly actor was hired as the leading role in this drama, and he was not worthy of his Priel.

But regardless of Mistry's displeasure, the drama continued.

On the stage, Prior also danced in the footsteps of the painter, surrounded the props and statues, praying for the protection of the gods so that they could live a happy life.

The love between the two finally blossomed and bore fruit, and they lived a happy life under the gaze of the god statue.

"...everything is the mercy of the gods~"

At the end of the play, in the chorus of the male and female protagonists, the curtain slowly fell, covering the sacred statue on the stage.

Mistry heard the nearby audience sigh with satisfaction, as if admiring the love of the hero and heroine, but he didn't feel much, and his attention was inexplicably attracted by the statue on the stage.

He didn't recall any statues of the gods in the city in a similar style.

The overall appearance is ivory white, holy and beautiful.

The figure is not strong, but the lines are beautiful and smooth, as if made by nature. Mistrui can vaguely see the handsome face described by the god, with half-closed eyebrows and eyes, seemingly sad or happy.

He had never seen such a young and handsome god. In the past, all the gods in the city were worshiped in the prime of life, with tense muscles and mature faces.

Although this statue is indeed beautiful beyond gender, it even has a magical power that makes people unable to move their eyes away.

But in Mysteri's view, a tall god like the sun god is the god who truly symbolizes power.

This idol should be fictional, and the reason why it is so thin is probably to distinguish it from reality.

Mistry thought for a while, and could only come to such a judgment.

But even if it is false, the plot is a bit too nasty.

Mystery thought about the plot he saw just now.

All kinds of plots are full of praise for this unnecessary god, and the love between the hero and heroine has become an embellishment, and they never forget to put up a statue of the god to praise it.

After two hours, the imaginary god is almost exaggerated. Although it is a selling point under the banner of love, it is more like a speech to promote the gods.

A few dandies beside him were also talking about this perfect drama, and they sneered at the statue while chatting.

And unlike Mistry's silent complaints from the bottom of their hearts, they discussed more brazenly, laughing at the god who was as thin as a white chicken just now.

"That god who has no meat all over his body hahaha! I'm so ridiculous, don't the people who wrote the script go to the church to see it? How can there be such a god now! He is neither male nor female!"

"Pfft ha ha! Yes, yes! I wanted to watch the show, but when the idol came out, I laughed out loud hahaha! But don't say it, she really looks like a bitch!"

Mistry felt that it was impolite for them to discuss this in the theater, so he simply left the venue and went straight to the backstage.

Prior had promised him dinner with him, and he couldn't be late.

Soon, Mystery walked to the backstage dressing room with the prepared roses in his arms.

At this time, the backstage should have been crowded with people because of the end of the show, but it was a bit too quiet at this time. Although Mistry was a little strange about this, his love for his sweetheart still made him ignore all this and went straight to the In front of Prior's dressing room.

After tidying up his clothes, he knocked on Priel's door.

"Pryl? Are you there? Can I come in?"

There was no one answering the door, and Mistry felt a little strange. He subconsciously pushed the door, and unexpectedly pushed the unlocked door open.

Knowing that it was a place to make up and change clothes, Mystery didn't rush in immediately, but apologized shyly, not wanting his sweetheart to misunderstand him.

"Ah, hug, sorry!"

He coughed, and was about to explain that he didn't open the door on purpose, but the next moment he smelled a stench.

The smell of fish dishes that have been in the kitchen for a week accompanied by mold rot makes people's hearts jump.

Creaking——the door was automatic without wind, revealing everything scarlet inside.

In that spacious room, a strange blood-red magic circle pattern was painted on the floor, and a familiar figure was hung upside down from the ceiling, with eyes wide open, staring straight at the magic circle directly below him. pattern.

Tick-tock blood flowed out from the woman's cut throat, and the pair of eyes that once haunted Mystery were now full of bloodshot eyes, dead silent and gloomy.

There is also a creepy smile-like arc on the corner of her mouth, as if she is willing to die, just to fulfill a certain wish.

"..."

Mystery stared blankly at this scene.

His eyes moved from Priel's pale face to the center of the magic circle on the floor, where the statue of the god he had secretly despised was placed.

Blood fell down the statue's white forehead and curly hair, and flowed through the half-closed eyes, leaving traces of blood and tears on the ivory smooth surface.

All the original beauty and purity of the statue, neither sad nor happy, all turned into horror and ferocity that seemed to come from the abyss of hell at this moment.

At this time, this god statue had a strange aura in Mystery's eyes. It was more majestic and terrifying than the god worshiped by all the people in the church.

He trembled, as if he had the illusion that he was being stared at by this statue, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Ahhh-!!!"

"Killed! Someone killed!!!"

Just when Mystery's mind went blank and he was at a loss, there was a scream behind him.

Turning his head suddenly, he only saw that all the actors who had been missing appeared nearby. He looked at him standing at the door in shock and fear, and he also saw Priel in a strange death form inside the door.

"No...not me!"

Mystery retorted subconsciously, but only received more and more terrified eyes from everyone. When he heard someone calling for the guards of the referee, his face turned pale with fright.

Although he wasn't the one who killed him, but at this moment he couldn't say anything. He could only follow his instincts and rush out of the crowd, and escaped all the way out of the theater, trying to avoid the guards' pursuit.

And it was only after he escaped from the theater that he came back to realize that he should not have escaped. Wouldn't he have committed his crime of murder in this way?

He didn't kill people, absolutely not, he was just a witness, and there was no evidence to prove that even if he was caught by the guards, he would be fine.

Once you escape, it will arouse suspicion.

Thinking of this with annoyance, Mystery hid in the shadows outside the theater in embarrassment, not knowing where to go.

And where he didn't notice, a flaxen haired man with a pale face was standing on the tall theater tower overlooking him in the shadows.

The emotionless, lofty gaze seemed to be looking at a dead object.

In fact, for men, Mystery, the son of a nobleman who was chosen as a sacrifice, is indeed no different from a dead thing.

Next to him, the actor who played the lead actor Altus was enthusiastically talking about the results of his performance tonight.

"My lord, everything is as you expected..."

The Pope, whose real name was Kate DeSeppler, nodded lightly and waved his hand to signal him to step back, and the room returned to calm.

After a long time, a low, frenzied laughter suddenly sounded in the room.

"Under the stars... may your glory return to the world..."

"Wait a little longer...it will be soon..."

He murmured something in a low voice, turned around and walked into the darkness of the room, never to be seen again.

And after he left, under the low wall outside the theater, the embarrassed young man curled up suddenly froze for a moment, raised his head again, revealing a pair of indifferent and dark eyes.

Already wanted.

Ke Su looked at his status bar, thinking about the next route and how to solve the puzzle.