greek gods in new york

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The fact that Meryl was possessed by "the thing" instantly wiped out all the joy I had gained from my trip to Los Angeles.

I didn't react until I got home.

Meryl is possessed.

when?

I only discovered the energy of "that thing" in her the day she celebrated winning the quiz.

But this does not mean that she has just been possessed - I have also been able to perceive the existence of "that thing" more keenly recently. The connected entities are not aware of it.

Will it affect Meryl?

According to Fernando's statement, my mother is also a possessed human being, but she still maintains the sanity and thoughts of a human being.

Meryl's behavior has always been very normal and unchanged. She should be the same as my mother who I have never met, except that she was possessed. Thankfully, she still retains her own personality.

What happens after being possessed?

I do not know either.

This is the first time I have explicitly seen a possessed human being.

And Apollo said before that after the death of the possessed human being, there is only a layer of human skin left, and the scene is comparable to a horror movie.

If, if Meryl also encounters an accident...

I just can't think about it.

Growing up, the only good friend I had was Meryl.

Although our two personalities are very different, and our aesthetic preferences are not exactly the same, but we have been together for more than ten years, and she is almost the same as my relatives.

Especially compared to my real blood relatives, Meryl is much closer.

I understand very well that the relationship between people cannot be permanent, and maybe one day Meryl and I will be separated: we will be admitted to different universities, work in different cities, and each will have our own future life.

But separation belongs to separation, alienation belongs to alienation, it doesn't mean to use this method!

I was lying on my bed in my own bedroom, in my own home, and all my efforts seemed like a joke.

It's too shocking...

My mood was in a mess, and while I was emptying myself, I was looking at the petri dish on the bookcase, and BB was looking at me curiously.

There were two "buzzing" sounds, and the screen of my mobile phone lit up.

The message comes from the gods of new media.

The writing style and character of this new god are exactly the same.

Impetuous, fast, and as soon as I think of it, as soon as I picked up the phone, she bombarded me with seven or eight short sentences.

[Got it, I will help you find clues to the Outer God. 】

[I will contact you if there is a situation. 】

[Do you mind if I edit your award-winning video for news?Nothing new, so boring. 】

[PS: I have already posted it, hehe. 】

I:"……"

Then what are you asking!

Forget it, just post it.

And thanks to the new media gods, my enthusiasm for social networking has plummeted since I met her.

Thinking about what I usually obsessed with finally gave birth to such a crazy person, I lost all the mood to check INS, Twitter and TikTok.

But I have to admit that she is also very capable.

I had to free Meryl from being possessed by "that thing".

And it's useless to think about it.

Last time "that thing" came to me, I absorbed his energy, and heard some voices and clues about "that thing".

Although at the same time, I also understand that He is learning my thinking patterns and language, and this influence is mutual.

But maybe if I meet him a few more times, I can understand how to rescue Meryl.

That's why I took the initiative to contact the god of new media and ask her to help me pay attention to the western clues that "that thing" appeared in New York.

Hope to have results soon.

[Use it as you like, sorry for the trouble. 】

After I replied her such a message, I threw the phone aside and got up.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

"The door is unlocked!" I turned my head away.

The only one who will look for me at this time is my dad.

He pushed open the door, his muscular body almost blocked all my vision.My dad was still taciturn, meeting my inquiring gaze, he just raised the empty bag in his hand.

Xiao Ke squatted at my dad's feet and frantically flicked his tail.

One person and one dog waited for my answer with the same expectant eyes.

This is what it means to ask me if I want to buy something together.

Of course going!

My dad is going to go for a long-distance run next week, this time going to the north, and it will take another two months.

I have to seize all the time to spend with him.

"I'll change clothes, wait for me."

As I said that, I restrained my emotions and jumped out of bed.

My dad nodded and closed the door for me.

After changing out of her pajamas, Xiao Ke had been waiting outside the door for a long time with my shoes in her mouth.

"thank you."

When I took the shoes and bent over to change them, my dad suddenly reached out and patted my head.

"It's okay," he said rarely, "it will all pass."

"..."

For a moment, my nose started to sour uncontrollably.

Of course my dad didn't know what was going on.

The price of giving birth to me is the loss of his soul. From the moment I was born, he has been in a daze, and his connection with reality is no longer so close.

The current Ares, John Hawk, no matter what his name is or what his identity was in the past, he cannot live a normal life alone now.

Not to mention understanding the grievances of the new gods and the old gods, and the meaning of "that thing".

My dad's brain can't process such complex information, he can only see that I am depressed.

That's why I said, "It's all going to pass."

"Ah."

I tied my shoelaces, got up and tried to give my dad a smile: "Let's go."

In the past, I often went shopping with my dad.

I can't walk too far, if I buy less, I go to Meryl's supermarket;

Today should be no exception.

I put on my shoes and followed my dad out.

Having lived here for 16 years, I know my apartment like the back of my hand.

There are three families on the third floor, besides my family and Meryl's family, there is also a Anderson couple with a bad temper.

Directly opposite the three doors is the staircase.

Fernando said, I've lived here since I was born.

In the past 16 years, I have been able to go upstairs and enter the door with my eyes closed.

And today-

My dad opened the door, followed by Xiao Ke.

The moment he stepped into the corridor, Xiao Ke, who was usually lively and lively, slammed on the brakes and screamed wildly into the air.

In the past, Mr. Anderson would definitely rush out of the house immediately, yelling at me and my dad with a voice that can overwhelm Xiaoqian, such as "I told you not to keep dogs", "Your animals are too disturbing." If that happens again, I'll call the police."

But not today.

Xiao Ke, who has always been well-trained, even completely ignored my dad's password, barking non-stop into the void.

I froze suddenly.

It is the energy of "that thing".

"Dad, wait a minute."

I grabbed my dad: "You hold your breath."

My dad tried to stop Xiao Ke's movements, and he looked at me.

I knelt down, covered Xiao Ke's mouth and nose, and nodded to him.

"I count to three, hold your breath, one, two, three—"

By "three", I also held my breath.

In the empty corridor, because we held our breath, a phantom floating in mid-air appeared.

It really is "that thing".

My heart suddenly sank to the valley.

There's only one white phantom, but it's more real than anything I've seen on homecoming or in Los Angeles.

Not only does He have the outline of a human being, but even the shadows of human facial features are faintly visible. "That thing" floated repeatedly on the stairs in front of my house, as if searching, as if waiting.

Until I didn't press it for a moment, it broke free and barked wildly again.

"That thing" turned his head suddenly.

I rely on!

I couldn't help but swear in the bottom of my heart.

With such an interruption, I didn't hold my breath, and neither did my dad.

But "that thing" didn't completely disappear, it just faded a bit and became blurred.

He steps toward us.

"That thing" actually found my home! !

What should I do?

I panicked completely: Loki wasn't there, because he had run out of power and his cotton doll was temporarily useless.

Calling the New Media Gods?Can you make it?

How did this happen? Is it because I was in too close contact with Him, or because I discovered Meryl's problem so "that thing" came to me, and now Meryl—

Countless thoughts flitted through my mind.

In a panic, my dad took the initiative to step forward and blocked me with his strong body.

I suddenly woke up.

Now is not the time to think so much!

"That thing" was floating and "walking" very slowly.

Counting on Loki or New God to save the scene, I'm afraid something will happen.

As things stand, I can't use any power, but...

In an emergency, my mind was spinning fast.

I can't use the energy of "that thing".

But the old gods can.

When Loki's borrowed divine power was exhausted, I lent him the energy of "that thing", and he could still use it as divine power.

So……

"Dad, wait!"

I turned around abruptly and rushed home with a brisk walk.

I can't use it, but my dad is an old god, so he can use it!

In the bedroom, BB on the bookcase is crying.I hugged it: "little guy, can you lend me the stored energy?"

Hearing my words, BB stopped crying, and it winked at me.

Me: "I'll take it as if you agreed!"

Then I rushed forward as fast as I could.

Seeing that "that thing" was about to walk in front of my dad, my heart almost jumped out.

"dad!!"

I stuffed BB directly into his arms: "BB, give energy to my dad!"

At that moment, I was really afraid that BB couldn't understand, or my dad didn't understand.

Just before He was about to make contact with my dad, energy fluctuations without any sound exploded.

I stood still, staggered, and was overturned by the insubstantial "wind"——

But I didn't fall to the ground.

Frightened, I barely opened my eyes.

It was my dad who caught me.

He supported me until I stabilized my figure before turning around.

"What's the situation now?" he asked.

I froze in place suddenly.

The voice is my dad's voice, and the speaking style is still my dad's style.

But over the years, I know too well what he will say and what he can't say.

And now-

I look up.

In the dark corridor, I met my dad's sight.

For the first time in my life, I found calmness and clarity in my father's eyes.

Only sane and normal people can have such eyes.