I Became a God in a Horror Game: 464, Evil God Festival Boathouse


Tears melted into the water-patterned wall, and Scheta's face spread out layer by layer, turning into a mirror-like bright wall, and the same spades that were shedding a tear were reflected in the spades ville.

This mirrored wall of water lines separates Tavel from spades, just like the piece of glass on the stage before. The two actors look at each other through the glass, but this is A one-way mirrored hydrological wall, Spades cannot see Tavel behind the mirror, but Tavel cannot see Spades behind the mirror.

On the other side of the mirrored water pattern wall, White Six is ​​standing on the left side of ‌ Spade, and on the side reflected by the mirror, White Six is ​​standing on the right side of ‌ Tavier, and White Six on the mirror side is smiling Open:

"Seeing tears in your container, what kind of emotion is it, Tavier?"

Bai Liu chuckled lightly and whispered in Tavel's ear: "Didn't you already accept all this, so why are your tears falling now?"

"What are you suffering, my child?"

"You are ‌pain, and your container will meet the white willow."

A wall of water patterns suddenly expanded on the left hand side of Tavel, inside which was shown the picture of Bai Liu suddenly reaching out to grab the hand of Spade who had just stepped into the game pool. hand, turned to look at him, whispered his name: "White Willow"

Bai Liu whispered: "Read together."

On Tavel's right hand side, another wall of water pattern is expanded, inside is the picture of two people gathering together in the edge of the jungle to read the mechanical manual,

"Sleep in a hug."

In the water-patterned wall, Spades hugged Bai Liu who was trying to struggle with both hands and feet, and hid under the bed. The breaths of the two were intimately intertwined.

"Kiss."

Another water-patterned wall appeared, and Spade looked down at Bai Liu, whose eyes were closed tightly, and slowly bent down.

Tavier clenched the handle of the chair with his fingers curled up, breathing faster, and closed his eyes.

"I don't want to read it." He turned his head and refused.

"Why don't you want to watch it? My child." Bai Liu bent down, and he looked at the picture of two people kissing on the water pattern wall in front of Tavel with interest from behind Tavel's shoulder, "Are you ‌Are you jealous?"

"——I'm jealous of the container that you are a human being, and you will soon have the white willow you dreamed of. Creation, become a monster with a soul."

"Being jealous of spades will look at you, hug you, and kiss you that happy white willow that you sacrifice your soul to make a wish for."

"Yes." Tavel stayed silent for a long time before slowly opening his eyes, looking at the picture in the water pattern wall, and admitted lightly, "I'm jealous of him and my container."

"I'm suffering because I'm jealous of what I can't have."

Countless transparent silk threads fluttered down from the depths of the stars in the universe like falling snow on Tavel's body, enveloping him in the cocoon of [Pain], even his face could not be seen No, I can only hear his voice passing through these silk threads and coming out lightly and smoothly.

"I know it's not his fault, he didn't have the right to choose how he was born, all this is just a game for you."

"The relationship between me, the white willow, and the **** is the relationship between the three, the sacrifice, and the attendant."

"There must be one of the three of us, one is the victim who is suffering because of it, and the other is the attendant who guards the sacrifice."

The silk thread on Tavel's body fell more and more, and the voice became weaker and weaker:

"No matter who becomes ‌‌, who is a sacrifice, who is an attendant, everyone is in pain."

"So you want to avoid Bai Liucheng, so when you make a wish, you choose the one that makes you suffer the most." Bai Liu raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "Are you Did Spade be born on purpose?"

Tavier was silent for a long time before answering: "Yes."

He looked through the densely wrapped silk thread, and looked at the black-colored white willow coldly pushing away the spades in the water pattern wall screen, with mottled light and shadow swaying in his pupils, and his tone was very soft:

"I can't think of a second way to make Bai Liu happy and make me miserable at the same time."

"It's really a great sacrifice." Bai Liuyu smiled, "The plan you cooperated with Lu Yizhan has been flawless. According to your plan, you will become my heir and become my successor next time. ‌Evil, guard the ‌ and prevent the heretics from the other side of the ‌ from coming, so that the operation of the world line will return to normal."

"Bai Liu will be sealed away by Lu Yizhan, grow up normally under his care, and become a mediocre ordinary person in this secular world, and then meet the container that you were stripped out of, ‌is spades, unfolding a love story like a light comedy.”

"Lu Yizhan wins the game, the others win the world peace, and Bai Liu wins the relatives, friends, and lovers."

"Only you, my dear child." Bai Liu put his hand on Tavel's shoulder covered with silk thread, and patted it like pity, "What you lost and what you had are countless ‌ of things, ‌‌ looking at this world line where everyone is happy, turned into a lonely and painful soul.”

"This is actually the best ending you can imagine."

"You didn't expect this." Bai Liu put his hand in front of Tavel's water-patterned wall and snapped his fingers. He smiled, "There is a person who is not It didn’t follow the trajectory you expected, Lu Yizhan.”

The picture being played on the water-patterned wall paused, and then began to be reversed rapidly. All the pictures were mixed into fragments, and finally stopped. The fourteen-year-old Xiaobai Liu was lying on the edge of the pond with distracted eyes. screen.

At that time, Lu Yizhan had just used a skill to forcibly erase all Xiao Bailiu's memories about Xieta.

Lu Yizhan asked Bai Liu if he would like to change his name and escape from here, but Xiao Bai Liu, who obviously should not remember anything, turned his head to look at the pond, and said hoarsely:

"I don't accept changing my wife's name."

What did Lu Yizhan ask?

Bai Liu's eyes were blank and he said in a daze: "...I don't know, I always feel that maybe someone... will come to me by my original name."

"I don't want him to be unable to find me."

The pupils in the countless silk threads hidden by Tavel shrank suddenly.

"Surprised, isn't it?" Bai Liu laughed, "I'm really surprised, Bai Liu can still remember you, the memory erasing skill I gave to Lu Yizhan is a level higher than mine The first-level world line skill, that is to say, even five cannot completely erase Bai Liu's memory about you."

"He doesn't know who you are, doesn't know your relationship with him, but he can do things to keep you."

The scene on the water-patterned wall changed to the moment when Lu Yizhan took Xiao Bailiu away from the orphanage.

The moment they were about to escape from the orphanage, Bai Liu suddenly turned around and ran back: "Wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

"What is it?" Lu Yizhan said anxiously, "They are going to chase after you!"

Bai Liu didn't pause at all: "It's very important."

When Bai Liu came out panting and carrying something, Lu Yizhan was startled—it was a roll of blood-stained bandages, a story book that was torn apart and then glued together.

The picture in the water pattern wall is turned again, a little older, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a school uniform, Bai Liu is standing on the street, staring at a shopping mall that has opened a big bargain, and is waving to him dolls.

Then Bai Liu stepped up and looked directly into the doll's eyes: "Hello."

The doll was stunned, and then took off its own headgear, revealing the dazed real person inside: "You, how are you? What's the matter?"

"I want to ask." Bai Liu asked calmly, "How much does it cost to do this for a month?"

The person in this doll froze, and he scratched his head helplessly: "Look at the clothes, are you still a high school student? There is no holiday now, so you should study hard before talking about making money. "

"It's very tiring to do this. Look at me. After a long time, I just paid me 60 yuan. I'm sweating all over my body."

"I'm not afraid of being tired." Bai Liu nodded in thanks, "Sixty a day, right? Thank you."

After he answered the question, he turned around and left, but the man in the doll called out to him a little bit reluctantly: "Hey! Do you have any difficulties? Is there an adult at home who wants to take care of you?"

Bai Liu's back paused, he didn't look back, and replied in a calm voice: "I don't know."

"‌I feel like I have to raise someone."

The man behind didn't hear clearly, only listened to the second half of the sentence, and tried to persuade him again: "Then it doesn't have to be a doll, it's very little money."

"I don't want it, but he wants it." Bai Liu's tone was very cold, "He probably won't be able to do it well, so I'll do it."

【How can I earn a little money by acting as a doll? Can it feed the two of us? 】

【I don't want you to raise it, you can't afford it, you can do it if you take care of yourself. 】

Bai Liu raised the corners of his mouth:

"Bai Liu obviously doesn't remember you, since you disappeared, he never stopped looking for your traces in this world line where you have been erased."

"Although Bai Liu never looked for you, he never doubted your existence."

Bai Liu stretched out his hand and caressed the water-patterned wall, the picture in the water-patterned wall changed again, he smiled lowly:

"Even if he suspects that he is mentally ill, he has never doubted your existence."

A white willow that grew bigger appeared in the water pattern wall. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was sitting in a poorly equipped community psychological counseling room, looking at the opposite psychological Doctor, explain your condition calmly:

"... I always feel that when I was about fourteen years old, I seemed to have met someone who was very important to me. He was about this tall and had good-looking hair. I can't remember exactly. , the eyes are silver-blue, it seems that it can make people crazy, I have checked many times, but I have never checked the information of this person.”

The psychiatrist on the opposite side flipped through Bai Liu's case, and paused:

"This is Mr. Bailiu. Some children who were particularly lonely in childhood will imagine a friend by themselves. These friends sometimes have some surreal characteristics, a bit like some kind of fairy tale monster."

"This kind of fantasy usually doesn't last until adulthood, right?" Bai Liu asked calmly, "I may indeed be mentally ill, this person can't be imagined by me .”

"Because..."

Bai Liu fell silent suddenly.

The psychiatrist raised his head and asked, "Why?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes: "Because I can feel it, he is not a friend I imagined, he is not a monster."

"He is a very important person to me."

Bai Liu smiled and said softly in Tavel's ear covered by silk thread:

"Bai Liu still loves you."

"Loving the soul that was abandoned by you as a sacrifice."

Tavier's eyes slowly shed a tear, and all the water pattern walls in front of him cracked like smashed mirrors, and countless silk threads flew up from his body, leaving his body , like a replay of a grand snowfall.

"Don't." Tavel said softly with tears, and he reached out to hold the silk threads that left him, "Don't tell me this."

"Don't let me know that he still loves me."

Tavier looked at the white willow in the fragments of the water pattern wall, tears fell drop by drop, and his voice was hoarse:

"In this way, I can't continue to suffer, so I have to take turns to make him suffer."


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