Sinmonger Chapter 1: Hell’s Frontier

"I haven't slept for seven days in a row. Once I close my eyes, I see the same dream. I'm watching this over and over again, as if I've entered an inescapable cycle.

I saw the city, a city in black and white, every wall, street, pedestrians, as if painted on paper, black and white, but lifelike.

A passage appeared before me, a path made of white bricks, and I walked up the stairs, and I soon came to a wide theater center, the dome here is comparable to Stockholm's Queensland Palace Theater, even if I The scenery seen is black and white, and it is difficult to hide this luxury.

Afterwards, a pair of pale arms appeared in front of me, a frightened face flashed, and I heard screams in this silent world. A few seconds later, I was abruptly back on the street,

Two men came running quickly and passed me, one was an old woman in a headscarf and the other was a man in a black cape. The woman's face was covered in black shadows, and the man had only a skull, a pale skeleton.

I don't know who they are, I don't know where this is, is that man trying to save her? Or do you want to catch her who escaped? I don't understand all of this, and all I can think about is, why am I here? why me?

Who can I tell these things to? No one can be trusted, no one can be trusted, not even my blood-related daughter. Those whispers in the dark, those maddening silhouettes... incompetent subordinates, incompetent mortals... who can share my worries? Only by myself can I wake up from the nightmare. At that time, I will ascend to the throne of God, overlooking all living beings. "

Cesare Balmond put down the quill in his hand and threw the parchment full of words into a brazier. He glanced at the sky code on the table and finally made up his mind.

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January 6, 2102, seventy hours before the blood owl wakes up.

"Finally, I'm still here." Xue Xiao opened his eyes and saw a black and white world around him. The feeling under him was soft grass, and there was a meandering river not far in front of him.

"Is this hell?" the blood owl muttered to himself. He used this to remind himself that his consciousness was still alive, and he walked forward to the river: "And this is the Styx?"

"Of course this is not hell." A voice similar to the blood owl sounded.

For a moment, Xue Xiao suspected that it was the voice in his head. Or an echo? Maybe he said something without realizing it.

"This is just an atheist's imagination of where he will go after death." The man walked out of the tree shadow behind the blood owl, and sure enough, he looked exactly like the blood owl.

Xue Xiao said: "Is it Dark Water? Or someone else?" He looked at the surrounding scenery again: "This place has a certain space created by Tianyi, right? What tricks are you going to play? "

"Because I can't feel the guilt in me, you made such a judgment." Another blood owl said: "But your inference is wrong, I am just your imagination, I am a part of you I am here to help you escape from this place.”

"Really? Hmph... I'm sorry I didn't see where the door is. Or... there will be something like a boat to pick me up?" The blood owl said casually.

Unexpectedly. At this moment, a white door appeared beside him for no reason. And from that river, a boat also floated.

"I am your deep consciousness, what I know, you should also know." Another blood owl said at this time: "Since you subconsciously said these two things, then you have a choice. Right." He paused: "Do you remember? We were killed and killed by the lord. It was only at the last moment that someone protected some of our vital organs and hid them in a lord that could not be found. space.

Now, we have been given the blood of evil spirits, the skin of the devil, so the question arises, how do you want to wake up? "

"I don't understand a word of the nonsense you said." Xue Xiao said, his hand had already reached out to the door handle next to him.

"That's really easy." Another blood owl immediately said: "But maybe the one who wakes up is a blood owl who can never find his humanity."

"You really know a lot." Xue Xiao put his hand on the doorknob, but didn't turn it.

"I know very well that there is another way, a not so simple and direct way, it may be tortuous and painful, but that is the meaning of my life as a human being. That way , maybe we can get back our humanity." Another blood owl's tone was very firm: "What is worthless to many people is a priceless treasure that you can't get, isn't it ironic?"

The blood owl released his hand, and the door beside him disappeared: "Where the **** is this?"

The person exactly like him disappeared, as if he had never appeared, and the answer naturally disappeared with him.

"Cut... If these **** are part of hell, the designer here is a drunkard or a novelist." The blood owl shook his head with an impatient look, and walked to the river.

The wooden boat is very familiar. It seems that I have seen it somewhere. It didn't take long for the blood owl to remember that when he was in Venice, he once rode this kind of boat. That's the kind of ship... no! It's the same boat at all! The engravings on the sides are the same.

At the moment of seeing it, the sense of sight emerged, and the memory of the past was awakened - Owl was very sure that this ship was the same one he remembered.

"Could it be that everything that makes up this world is a memory fragment in my mind?" The blood owl picked up the long pole ~IndoMTL.com~ and propped it to the bottom of the river with one stroke. It seems that the river is not As deep as it looked, he rowed the boat and went down the river. The scenery on both sides of the river was originally a black and white forest, but after a while, at a very abrupt dividing point, the river in front of him turned from black to white. The color tone of the whole world also changed, and there were roads around it.

Looking back, you can see the forest more than ten meters away, but this side is already arid desert landscape. Not far from the right bank, you can see the existence of roads and telephone poles. The rivers are also getting narrower.

The water flow gradually became slower, until there was no longer any obvious driving effect, and the river gradually became a small stream. The blood owl jumped easily and reached the bank next to it.

He felt inexplicably upset and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when he touched his pocket, there was actually a cigar in it. Picking up the cigar, he was looking for fire again, so, in the back pocket of his trousers, he found the lighter again.

"Is this a dream?" Xue Xiao snorted coldly, raised his head and walked to the road. When he looked back, he could no longer see the river and forest. The desert was all around him, the only landmark that could guide him. The only thing that can be done is the road under his feet and the telephone poles that extend forward to the horizon. "It seems to be a very long dream..." He took a sharp sip of his cigar, and he chose a random direction and walked forward. . (To be continued..