An Lin was rooted to the spot as he stared at the sinister grin on the boy's face.
He didn't think that the life he had created, the boy who had always been by his side, would stab a longsword into his heart and try to steal everything from him.
His heart ached with pain. He was no saint, so how could he endure something like this?
Hence, when An Lin saw the two options, he immediately chose option A: Kill him!
An Lin's body slowly disappeared as he looked at the boy with a cold expression.
"Ah! Big Brother An, why did you disappear?! "The boy was also rooted to the spot upon seeing this.
He hadn't even begun to absorb the power, and he hadn't even let Big Brother An witness his growth, so why had he suddenly disappeared …
Thus, the boy was the only one left in this vast expanse of heaven and earth.
He looked around to find that there was nothing around him.
There was only a boundless expanse of black earth and a vast, murky grey sky.
The boy stared at the longsword in his hand as his arms trembled uncontrollably.
No one spoke to him anymore, and no one taught him anything.
The boy suddenly felt as if he had lost his goal and direction.
He had been abandoned by Big Brother An … Or perhaps it was because he had abandoned Big Brother An first?
Did he regret it?
The boy looked up at the sky with tears welling up in his eyes, and he was unable to take another step forward.
An Lin looked down at the tearful boy from above, and he watched as the boy sat down on the ground, completely at a loss for what to do.
After a long while, loneliness and despair enshrouded the boy.
The boy gradually became deranged, and his emotions became unstable.
The vital energy within his body was rioting, and his blood turned black. His eyes became crimson, and layers of armor began to form on his skin.
He began to transform into the animal that Big Brother An had described. His body twisted, and a series of tiny legs sprayed out from his body. His body rapidly swelled, and he transformed into a spider.
Not long after that, he transformed into a huge black tiger again, and he began to gallop madly across the land.
He transformed into a falcon, and he flew into the murky grey sky, trying to break free from something, trying to prove something.
In the end, he fell to the ground in exhaustion.
He fell to his death.
There was no release even after death.
Grief, pain, despair, violence, and distortion …
He became a being imbued with boundless negative emotions. His twisted, inky-black body wandered over the boundless earth.
An Lin's heart trembled when he saw this. It was as if something had finally shed its disguise.
As his emotions surged, he felt dizzy.
The next moment, he appeared in a room with simple decorations.
Some kind of event was being held here, and it was very lively.
An Lin was currently lying on a couch with a content expression on his face.
He raised his head and looked out the window. It was snowing heavily, and a thick layer of snow covered the ground. In the fireplace in the room, the firewood crackled and burned, enveloping the room in a warm halo.
An oval-shaped blue ghost with a pair of white eyes floated to An Lin's side. It carefully poured a pot of hot tea and brought the teacup to An Lin.
An Lin picked up the teacup and took a sip with a smile on his face. His eyes narrowed in happiness.
There were golden flaming birds and turtles playing in the clouds. There were short stones staring blankly into space. There were also white humanoid creatures decorating a beautiful tree.
A small fish and a small dragon were arguing about something. Only a small black man was the most reliable. He was showing off his skills in the kitchen, preparing for tonight's banquet.
A little girl with black wings on her back ran over to An Lin and hugged An Lin's calf as she complained, "Big Brother An Lin, the little colorful snake is shameless. She clearly lost a bead to me, but she still hasn't given it to me!"
An Lin looked at the little girl with her hands on her hips and a reluctant expression on her face. He was also in a dilemma.
The little girl pouted aggrievedly, and tears welled up in her big, bright eyes. Clearly, she had bet too much and couldn't bear to part with that good thing.
Just as An Lin was scratching his head, there was a knock on the door.
He stood up from the couch, opened the door, and was stunned.
A little boy was sobbing outside the door, hugging a black longsword.
His clothes were tattered, and his nose, cheeks, arms, and feet were red from the extreme cold. There were specks of snow on his messy hair.
"Big Brother An Lin, I was wrong, I was really wrong …"
Tears flowed relentlessly from the little boy's eyes, and his body had stiffened to the point where he forgot to tremble. Only his clear eyes were filled with boundless remorse and fear.
An Lin naturally knew this boy. He was the one who had created this boy, and it was this boy who had stabbed him in the end.
"Big Brother An Lin, please forgive me. I'll never do that kind of thing again."
The boy knelt in the snow and begged bitterly.
An Lin could tell that the boy's grief and remorse couldn't be faked.
But should he forgive him just because he admitted his mistake?
In the room, the sound of playing did not stop, and the fire in the fireplace was burning.
Everything was so warm and beautiful, it was like a paradise.
Outside the room, the merciless cold wind kept howling, and all he could see was the gray sky and the endless snow.
Everything was so lonely and hopeless, there was no place for him to go.
An Lin stood at the door, as if he was at the border of two worlds, and he was faced with a choice.
This boy, should he accept him, or abandon him?
Speaking from the bottom of his heart, An Lin really liked this boy.
The two of them had been together for a long time. At that time, the boy was so cute, so pure, like a pure land of infinite hope, containing countless possibilities.
But because he liked him so much, when he faced the boy's betrayal, his heart hurt so much.
The boy's head was already lowered, and he hugged his only black sword. He knelt in the bone-chilling snow, and his body curled up like a hedgehog.
An Lin didn't move, and the boy didn't move either.
The goose feather-like snowflakes continued to fall, covering the boy's head and covering his thin and frail body.
The door didn't close. After an indeterminate amount of time.
An Lin didn't know what kind of emotion he was feeling, but he walked out of the door and slowly extended a hand toward the boy's head, pushing the snow away from his body before hugging him tightly.
Cold and warmth intertwined in that instant …
Within a vast expanse of chaos and darkness.
An Lin felt as if he had just woken up from a very long dream, and when he woke up, there were tear stains on his face.
He wiped the tears from his face before looking around with a confused expression at the stone walls, stone pillars, coffins …
Oh … that's right! I was touching the Heart of the Divine God!
Thank God there was no one around. Otherwise, it would be far too embarrassing if a man like him were to be seen crying!
He couldn't understand why he would have such a strange dream after touching the Heart of the Divine God.
What did that dream represent? What did those choices represent?
An Lin's heart became extremely heavy at the thought of that boy.
He had a guess in his heart, but he really didn't want to think in that direction.
Right at this moment, the white ball of light and the white river suddenly began to move.
They rushed into his body at the same time and began to fuse together!
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