【The world is full of lies】

【I would rather be blind and see anything】

ah!

Ahhhhhhhh!

I stopped thinking!

But my throat was out of consciousness. It was roaring and in pain as much as possible, and its voice almost squeezed my eyeballs out of my head!

What exactly am I?

Am I those demons?

Are those demons that I slaughtered along the way?

My throat was broken, and blood rushed into my lungs along the trachea. I choked violently and miserably, but I could only curl up on the ground and tried my best to put the skin that I had torn off with my own hands back on my face.

That's my face!

That's my face!

I am willing to give everything to imprint this sentence in my mind.

At this moment, the priest's words penetrated into my ears.

"This is heaven, and the souls that cannot rest will be saved here"

He is preaching to me!

"You are in pain, I can redeem you"

There was no mercy in his tone. If I could raise my head at this time, I should have seen that he was

laugh!

There was a sound of steel collision. I looked up and saw a pig-headed man walking towards me. The sound came from its feet, which was locked iron chains, deeply trapped in the flesh, with dried blood mixed with rust.

On its hands, they were holding a bowl of disgusting and smelly soup and another pair of iron chains.

"Drink this medicine and give up thinking, child, thinking will only make people suffer. You just need to follow me because, I know everything you need to do."

Give up thinking?

Yes, I don’t want to think anymore. This memory is too painful, too painful!

I struggled to reach out my hand, wanting to take the soup, and wanting to hold the iron chain

However, I saw that the pig-headed man's ears were sewn onto his scalp with dense threads.

I suddenly remembered something.

The guy named Hobert, the "man" named Mary who had cut off my throat, and I, and then I finally realized what all this means.

Lies! Deception! Enslavement!

We are the lowest labor force, we work for this paradise, and when we exhaust the last little value, it becomes the chopping board, the meat waiting to be slaughtered.

And this iron chain means that we are willing to do this!

anger!

I felt anger again, but this time, I was not about these pig-headed men with pig-headed heads.

But to the bishop sitting on the chair, to the angels with simple rings, to all the "people"!

I knocked over the poison in my hand that could forget all this and pulled out the butcher knife on my waist.

"This pig is crazy! His heart is eroded by evil!"

The bishop roared, I could see his fishy teeth and his blood-stained tongue.

The slaughterhouse was in full swing, and countless figures rushed up and surrounded me.

And those figures turned out to be those "pigs"!

They want to kill me?

"Hawk!" An angel handed an axe to the pig closest to him: "You have been chosen by God, go up and purify this demon!"

"What?" I was shocked: "No, I am not a demon! We are companions! They are demons."

I yelled, but the pig named Hawke still walked towards me with an axe.

I suddenly realized that it was the one I had before, and I became the demons that were slaughtered by me.

"You must obey me! The demons come from your mind, they squirm in the pits of hell, and lie on the maggots of sin, and they will swallow your soul until eternity!"

The bishop screamed, the voice was so ugly that it blew into my eardrums with the smelly tone.

With a sound of breaking the wind, the axe slashed at me, adding another scar to my body

I felt very painful, but the pain was nothing compared to the severe pain in my heart. Why? Why is the truth like this? Did all the poor laborers here, like me, have worked hard and jumped from one abyss into another?

Another axe blade slashed, and I was silent, letting it sink into my flesh.

Tears roared with my ravines and crossed my face

I raised my butcher's knife and cut Hawke's throat.

[He died and I also understood the meaning of massacre]

I am a butcher. So I started my slaughter by copying my old career.

Perhaps death is the redemption of these poor pigs.

You don’t have to suffer anymore!

massacre!

massacre!

Finally, my broken body became the only thing standing on this pool of blood. The angels and pigs were piled up in chaos on the floor of the temple, and I could no longer tell them.

I slowly walked towards the bishop, and he hid behind the chair and I pulled him out!

"My lord, I have forgiven you."

Wow~!

Before I could finish listening to him, I inserted my hand into his mouth and stuffed it down hard until my palms broke his throat and my entire elbows were stuffed into his throat. I stirred it up, then grabbed any internal organs, pulled it out, threw it on the ground, then inserted it in, and pulled it out again until I had already cleaned him.

I want to see if there is something disgusting hidden in his body that makes him tell those terrifying lies.

But there is nothing except intestines all over the ground

This is the memory I have been pursuing.

This is paradise

Let me forget all this.

I thought, looking around aimlessly.

At this time, I found that bowl, which was lying quietly beside my skin peeled off, and it was not broken, and there was still some fishy soup that had not been sprinkled out in the bowl.

I pounced on it as if I had found a treasure and drank the soup inside!

He put the skin on his head again.

【Maybe this way, I can forget all this!】

In this way, I walked out of the temple, and the wind could not blow away the blood on my body...

Where am I going?

I looked at the river water. The water was so clear and beautiful. I found that the things I had been pursuing were so out of place with me.

Perhaps, I am only worthy of being in the sea of ​​sank and smelly blood, and becoming the demons who climbed the shore. I was originally one of them.

I laughed and cried.

I turned around and walked towards the peak of the sea of ​​blood, spread my arms, and jumped down!

"Will I die?"

I don't know if it may, maybe not, but it doesn't matter because I will forget all this in the end.

This is my greatest wish at this moment

In the darkness, there is endless pain. They are like tiny maggots, crawling into the flesh, chewing through the blood vessels, and gnawing on every inch of my bones.

In the pain, I don't know how long it lasted.

Finally, a drop of rain fell between my eyebrows.

I woke up

I don’t know this world, I don’t know who I am, I only know that I have a body covered with scars and an ugly face. These scars seem to have endured millions of reincarnations, covering one side.

Why do they stay here?

I don't know I don't know anything
To be continued...