deformed bone

Jon would rather he never saw clearly the painting that belonged to his son.

Doomsday, yes, that is Doomsday.

Jon knew that the most horrific end of the world imaginable for human beings was drawn on that piece of paper without the need for little Calvin to explain.

She saw rotting corpses piled up layer upon layer on the street; the living crouched in the foul-smelling underground caverns, using their fingernails and the teeth of the dead to dig up insects in the mud and devour them greedily into their shriveled bellies. She saw the dilapidated buildings gradually decaying, weathering, and collapsing; she saw mushroom clouds rising alternately on the continents of the earth, accompanied by dazzling white light and scorching wind... She saw In just a few years, the former owner of this planet gradually became extinct in endless pain, disease, radiation, and hunger, and the entire planet became silent and barren...

"Do not……"

The extremely dark scenes jumped and flickered vividly on the drawing paper, forcing Jon to let out a horrified howl.

She took a few steps back suddenly, and she didn't regain consciousness until she tripped over the carpet and fell to the ground.

"Mother?"

Little Calvin turned to look at Jon, he seemed a little confused by Jon's overreaction.

"Why are you--"

Jon jumped up from the ground, and after the initial fear faded away, what reoccupied her body was an inexplicable anger.

She tore off the drawing paper and yelled at Little Calvin.

"Why do you do this? Why do you have to choose to destroy everything?!"

"..."

If it was an ordinary child, at this time, he would probably have been frightened by the deranged mother's actions and burst into tears.However, little Calvin just stayed in place quietly, he raised his head slightly, revealing that beautiful face that made everyone hold their breath involuntarily.

He stared at Jon calmly.

As a child, his gaze was too clear and too cold, but for Jon now, such gaze would make her more rational.

After a while, Jon's violent panting slowly calmed down, and she followed the gaze of little Calvin to the crumpled paper in her hand.

The painting on it is composed of rough lines and colors, and it looks like ordinary graffiti.The horrible scenes that Jon saw before were more like her own imagination.

Jon felt as if he was being choked by something invisible.

"No...you read that right."

Just when Jon almost thought he was slipping into a mental disorder again (a sequela that many people have suffered from since the great chaos caused by the Adventist sect), the clear voice of little Calvin broke Joe. Grace's feeble self-persuasion.

"This is the coming end of the world."

Calvin spoke to his mother word by word in an innocent and slightly childish tone.

Jon shed tears involuntarily, whether as a mother or as someone who had ever felt the touch of a real angel, she instinctively realized that just now Calvin had done something to hundreds of millions of creatures in this world. own judgment.

"What the hell did we... what did we do wrong..."

"Humanity itself is a terrible evil."

Calvin spoke for a long time before answering Jon's question in a soft tone that did not match his age.

He stretched out a hand, stroked Jon's cheek gently, and wiped away the tears streaming down her face for her.

"Don't be afraid, my mother, the same thing has happened many, many times...God has not yet found the right seed to plant in His Garden of Eden, and He has had to try a few more times before that. It is not His It's not your fault, either."

Every time Calvin said a word, Jon's face became a little uglier than before.

Calvin was also aware of this, and he was even better at perceiving the emotions of outsiders than most adults.

"It's going to be a while before this thing starts, and you won't have those bad days."

Jon heard Calvin whispering to her like this.

... The end of the world will probably completely destroy all human beings and other creatures in a short period of time, but it will take decades to hundreds of years to brew this end, and by that time, Jon will no longer be alive.

Of course, the young child did not tell his mother about the latter.

But his natural intelligence and intuition let him know that Jon had realized what he had said.

"You...you will..."

Jon shook Little Calvin's hand and asked in a low voice.

Her words fell apart, like she didn't even know what she wanted to ask.

Little Calvin smiled at her.

It was an unbelievably sweet smile, but Jon seemed to have been greatly frightened. Her face was pale, and she was about to pass out almost immediately.

"I do the whole job with my partner."

In the world of consciousness dimmed by fear and shock, Jon vaguely heard what Calvin said.

"companion?"

Jon asked in confusion.

But this time, Little Calvin didn't give any unnecessary explanation to that word.

Because of this little episode, that night, Jon did not fall asleep with Calvin as usual.She didn't know how to describe her mood, but one thing was certain, at least this night, Jon did have some kind of faint fear of Calvin.

She laid Calvin alone in the small crib (which looked like the kind of bed a normal child should have), tucked him in, and slept alone on the sofa in the living room .

Almost a decade has passed since then, and Jon has remained on the couch.

She no longer had the courage to treat her own child like an ordinary toddler.

Fortunately or unfortunately, she also missed many things because of this-one of which was Calvin's dreams.

From the age of five to 15, Calvin would always be dragged into a deep and long dark dream by a mysterious force after falling asleep.

In that dream there was a man with very beautiful green eyes and a strange... and indescribable appearance.

The scenes that first appeared in front of Calvin were always fragmented, whether it was a dream that was cut into pieces or something else.In the depths of his dark consciousness, little Calvin's overly keen intuition and inspiration would make him feel something not so pleasant.

But the amazing thing is that he never felt any fear because of those indescribable and intangible "things".Because in the dark, Calvin knew that he was being loved and guarded by something...

This strong sense of reassurance existed even when little Calvin was a baby who knew nothing about the world.

Even—before this child named "Calvin" was formed, "he" was there.

"He" is always there.

It took about two years after the young Calvin drew the doomsday painting before he was finally able to piece together those fragmented pictures into a complete picture.

It wasn't until this time that Calvin was able to get a vague glimpse of the other party's true appearance.

Most of the time, that man was on the edge of a dream, and his figure and position would constantly change, but Calvin could always find his position accurately.The man sometimes looks quite handsome, even though his features are constantly shifting and squirming on his body.

Calvin couldn't help himself, and whenever the two of them got near the man, he would stay in place uncontrollably, staring for a long time at an eye—or a nose, or a nose—that constantly emerged from the twisted body. finger.

Although the other party is a person in essence, in terms of appearance, he is more like a composite creature formed by combining three or four people and animals.This is a man who cannot exist in the real world. Even Calvin couldn't tell where the head was and where the limbs were.Looking over suddenly, the man's appearance was just a mess of lumps of flesh.Limbs of different ages, skin colors, and physiques are embedded in the gaps between the skin and muscles like thread balls. At the tips of the slender fingers, there are dense eyelashes growing from the gaps in the nails, green eyeballs, Stuck between the thin and ruthless lips, white ribs protrude from under the arms, white like a scimitar, and the scarlet heart hangs between the criss-crossed pink intestines, throbbing, as if you can vaguely hear the throbbing heartbeat Voice……

This man looked as if there was a pair of cruel hands in the dark, forcibly cutting the bodies of several people into pieces and kneading them together.

Probably because of this, men often appear to be muddled and unconscious.

Calvin doubts whether he has perception of the outside world, but it is undeniable that whenever Calvin looks at him, he will be a little more active than before-Calvin can tell from the beating of the exposed heart Be clearly aware of this.

From the perspective of ordinary human beings, this man is terrifying and weird to an incredible degree, but as we mentioned before, in Calvin’s view, this chaotic man has a different kind of handsomeness and beauty.

Especially after a few years, when the man's own consciousness kept returning to the broken body with the passage of time, this strong attraction became more and more obvious.

[My name is Red Deer. 】

Calvin was sure that things really started to change when the man was finally able to gather basic consciousness and told him his name.

The name Red Deer was like a sharp sword, piercing Calvin's heart suddenly.

In a certain interval, countless familiar and unfamiliar images rolled in Calvin's mind, many of which made him feel extremely shocked.

He felt as if he remembered something, but when he thought about it carefully, there was only a blank in his mind.

As for the red deer, after finally remembering his own name, he finally adjusted his weird and terrifying limbs slowly.

After one day comes another day.

Finally, on the day when Calvin was 15 years old, when he entered his dream again, he saw an unbelievably handsome man.

The man did have exceptionally beautiful green eyes.

[I'll go find you. 】

Calvin heard the man say.

And in the dream, Calvin vaguely seemed to see countless doors gradually opening behind the red deer.

Then he opened his eyes on his bed.

Everything in reality was gradually revived in his senses. He stared at the dark ceiling and the window with a faint blue light from behind the curtains, and smiled silently.

"I will wait for you."

Calvin whispered in reality.

It would probably take Red Deer a lot of time to find his way to reality from the deepest part of the gate, but Calvin knew he could wait.