Apocalyptic disguise

"I want... want you." The voice was dry and hoarse, not like my own.

I heard a single sound from his throat softly, are you laughing at me?Laughing at my overreaching wanting to touch him?

I hesitated and didn't know whether I should continue to get closer, but at this moment, I saw him move.

His movements were like a black lightning, and he couldn't see clearly in this dark forest.I only saw the faint blue light flash by, and he had already arrived in front of me.

Want to kill me?

I don't know why I suddenly relaxed, so it's good...

Thinking of this, the suppressed sleepiness and exhaustion swept over my body in an instant. I closed my eyes and lost consciousness at some point.

I had a long dream, in which I kept running forward, but there was only darkness ahead.

Then I thought, why am I running?Where am I going?I didn't find an answer, so I stopped.

It was dark in here, and I looked down to see myself, but I couldn't see anything.All the eyes can see is the boundless darkness.Did I really open my eyes?I began to doubt like this.

As time went on, I found that the situation did not improve at all.I stopped wondering if I opened my eyes, I just started wondering, do I really exist?

I don't know how long it took, but I started walking aimlessly.Speaking of which, am I really leaving?Or is it just a flow of consciousness?

Until a huge spot of light appeared in front of me, golden, as bright as the sun, but not glaring at all.There seemed to be a figure in the light, shallow and indistinct.But I seem to be able to outline his outline inexplicably, see the distance between the eyebrows and the eyes, and also see the alienation of the slightly pursed lips.

I looked down at myself following the light he radiated, mottled but truly existed.

I suddenly wanted to cry, I desperately ran towards the source of the light, with a long black shadow trailing behind me...

When I woke up, the olfactory system that suddenly started to work honestly reflected the bloody smell around my nostrils to the cerebral cortex, and I realized that I was lying alone among the small piles of corpses.Streams of light leaked from the layers of green shade above my head, reminding me vaguely of the faint blue light that flashed past in the darkness.

It turns out that I am not dead.

I thought of the dazzling light in the dream, and the invisible figure gradually took on a clearer and more concrete image.

I braced myself and got up from the ground, the sticky blood-soaked mud stuck to my palm, it was black and a little disgusting.I clapped my hands and rubbed them a few more times. The dark red blood that dried up on my hands last night began to crumble into powder from the skin folds, and it blew away as soon as I blew.

So dirty.

I looked down at my feet, there were heads, hands, and intestines, but more, there were piles of reddish-brown meat lumps that were mixed together and pulled out by me.

I took a few steps back, then found the direction I remembered and started running like in a dream.

The dead leaves creaked under their feet, and were scattered all over the sky by the force of the kick.When I got out of the woods, the morning sun had already emerged, and the large green grassland in front of me was as beautiful as a fairy tale.I saw the clear river sparkling under the sunlight, and I couldn't help but walked to the river and put my hands in it.

The cold river water wrapped my hands, and the deep and light red gradually drifted out of a small area in the river water.I took off my coat and threw it aside, scooped up the river water and kept scrubbing my arms on both sides.

In a trance, I recalled the feeling of my fingers piercing into the flesh, which made me clean myself repeatedly in fear, until the pain of the skin covered the slippery flesh.

I looked at the reflection of my fair face in the river with joy. In this way, I am not dirty, right?

I run down the river, I don't know if he is here, I just want to find him.

From a distance, I saw the figure engraved in my heart.A moment of ecstasy hit me, I didn't even bother to adjust my breathing, I just knew I was going in that direction.All things have vanished from my sight except the light, a paradise I have never reached in the dark.

However, as I got closer, the timidity in my heart also grew.Afraid to approach, but eager to touch.

I stopped a few steps away from him. I couldn't help bending down with my hands on my knees and gasping for breath due to the exhaustion of my body, but I didn't dare to shift my gaze.

He took two steps back and asked me expressionlessly: "Don't worry, what happened?"

"I, I came to find you..." I secretly raised my eyes to see his expression, but I couldn't see any clues.

"You said you saw everything, then you will be responsible for me... right?" I looked at him expectantly, his gaze was cold and distant, and his expression never showed any fluctuations, like a god , free from secular interference.I was terrified that I was offending, but I couldn't suppress the desire to follow.

He opened his mouth to say something, but I was only immersed in his beauty and didn't hear clearly at all.I straightened up, took a few steps forward, stretched out my hand and couldn't help but want to touch him, but he grabbed my wrist and threw it away.

The huge force made me move forward unprepared, which is nothing.But his sentence "What's wrong with you?" made me feel like falling into an ice cellar.

I suddenly raised my head to look at his face, which still seemed to be shining, but it was far away from me.

He judges me like a worldly person and hates me.I couldn't help yelling at him, venting my dissatisfaction, my despair, and... humbleness.

is it my faultI looked down at my hands, and through the clean exterior, I seemed to see the filth and grime that had covered them hours ago.I rubbed my arm desperately, but the dark red color on it didn't change at all.

"I've already washed it clean...is it useless, can't it be washed off?" I felt that my eyes became very sore, but my hands were already numb.

Just then, the man took my arm.The tip of his tongue rolled away the blood overflowing from my arm, like a sacrifice.

He glanced at me, and the moment his eyes met, I felt that I was bewitched.I summoned up the courage to suppress the ecstasy in my heart, and asked cautiously, "Do you... like it?"

I don't know where the idea came from, maybe it was instinct.When he left, I tore off my wrist without hesitation, and raised it in front of him as much as I could with one hand.

I saw his eyes that seemed to come alive for a moment, and I couldn't help but smile.But I shouldn't be smiling very well, I thought so, and said in a disguised way: "It's very clean...do you want it?"

The blood was quickly drawn from a gap, and the excessive flow rate made my head a little dizzy, but seeing that person's almost perfect side face drooping slightly, I could confirm without hesitation that it was indeed me. The happiest moment of my life so far.

My mood was surprisingly peaceful and peaceful, and I felt that it was worth dying like this.

But he didn't let me die, he exchanged names with me.It seems that the glory of God has finally come to the world. From the moment I was led by him to the wooden house, I have already decided that in this life, he is my belief.

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