Morgan opened her eyes, only to find herself in a starry sky, with the endless black land under her feet.
A light cyan star hung in the sky, flickering in her pupils, attracting her footsteps.
Almost without thinking, she followed. Some voices in her heart told her to believe in this star, but when she concentrated her energy and tried to identify these voices, she could not hear them clearly.
[Look at yourself, pathetic little guy, do you know your fate?]
Compared with these, what is more important now is to solve the big gap in front of her. This huge wound is constantly expanding. It is cracking the field of Morgan's will outward or downward every moment, interrupting her with pain.
thinking and progress.
Distorted sounds echoed around, but Morgan's mind had fallen into deep self-protection under the torment of pain. She recorded those sounds, but she was only thinking about her own things.
【I admire him in vain.】
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Fortunately, they are equally hostile to each other.
The Primarch has fully understood:
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[Those truly powerful and precious souls, who belong to your kind and brothers, will completely resolve the cracks in your heart, and even go one step further, making you a real, complete person.]
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They tore at her, lashing out in the name of gifts and gods, but showing no mercy.
With everything happening in front of her, Morgan's brain began to hurt again, a bone-breaking pain, as if someone had pierced her eye sockets and the bridge of her nose with a table knife, hitting the Tianling Cap time and time again, crushing her skull bit by bit,
She could even hear the harsh friction sound in her ears.
[The place where the golden blade destroys and where it stands will not be more gentle than the butcher's nail. Although it will not make you a brazen man like brass, it will still drive you with pain and power.
Your destiny.]
【Despicable guy.】
[Because in his eyes, you, a failure, deserve to be like this. 】
Pull, brute force, drag, howl.
The mighty power of the deep blue and deep purple is naturally full of malice, but the seemingly glorious giant sword is by no means simply here to protect her.
Until that ruthless golden light fell from the sky.
[Trample on the trust of the aloof person.]
The reflections of raindrops and clouds appeared on her face. Among these reflections, Morgan began to think about her tomorrow and future: what she wanted to do, what she wanted to learn and practice, and how she wanted to grow as much as possible.
, absorb...
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They fluttered and fell into the big crack one after another. Just like real snowflakes, they quickly melted on the muddy land. But as more and more souls fell, some accumulated in the end.
Standing up, an insignificant amount of snow appeared in the huge crack.
[Now, go take a look at that sharp blade. It is a gift from your creator. It is also the best proof of plunder and defense. He defends his prey like a wild beast, so that he can swallow... you! 】
But not enough.
"Morgan...failure..."
pain……
【You were born as a failure.】
[You have the freedom of anxiety and irritability, but you have no real emotions. Whether it is your joy, anger, sorrow, or grudges, they have been completely taken away and completely suppressed by your creator. 】
【Yes, efficiency.】
【The most precious freedom.】
[Don’t worry, little one, that guy who is addicted to pleasure and laziness is also looking at you. He will help you solve all this. He will give you a gift and let you become a cunning mirror, reflecting the thoughts of others in your heart.
Thoughts and secrets, use words and actions to capture their hearts and usurp their souls.】
She soon discovered that those were not snowflakes, but white souls with teeth and claws: those were the countless souls she had devoured before.
【Also, freedom.】
"..."
【What a ruthless and magnificent scene.】
A person, a real, complete person.
But when she took about the hundredth step, everything suddenly changed. The originally quiet and round stars grew fangs in an instant and turned into a monster with teeth and claws.
Until she screamed.
【That's right, that's right!】
The emergence of the big rift did not stop the fight from continuing. Those blue and purple tentacles soon came back. They were fighting with the golden giant sword, and they were also fighting each other. This competition was accompanied by constant intrigues among the three parties.
, dragging each other back gradually became meaningless. Finally, the situation stabilized, and the golden, blue and purple powers each entrenched themselves in one place, almost carving up Morgan's mind.
[No...wait, no, look what I'm saying, you don't even know what hatred is.]
That golden light turned into a big sword, an unimaginable world-destroying magic weapon. It was slashed from the sky, and it cut through countless fogs and nightmares in the blink of an eye. The blue and purple tentacles were in front of this cold golden light.
It screamed and died, and then it emitted a monstrous red-gold flame, and the horrific picture that had just covered the sky was burned out in an instant.
Morgan narrowed her eyes. Although she could not understand the joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows, grievances and hatreds mentioned in the voice, when she heard the so-called deprivation and suppression, her eyes had subconsciously looked at the giant sword.
Although she still can't remember her past and still can't recognize who caused all this, she already knows her situation.
They each rested, leaving Morgan standing in front of the big crack, curled up, feeling the heartfelt pain.
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So get out of here.
【Yes, painful.】
【Look.】
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The voice in the memory reappeared along with this ruthless conclusion, and the golden sword in the distance shook slowly, as if to acknowledge all this.
Everything is already clear.
She needs souls, those [alien] souls, or those pure black souls...
Until she was overwhelmed.
【I'm looking forward to your tracks.】
【It’s also a curse you can’t escape.】
Morgan looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and she suddenly realized that the cabin had become a little smaller: there was no doubt that she was growing, and very quickly.
Morgan stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.
The voice was right.
But now, it has become a place for some more terrifying beings to fight, and it has become riddled with holes.
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【But the hatred of the loser is the sweetest.】
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[Light up the betrayer's anger.]
Sure enough, with the appearance of those souls, a cool feeling began to appear. She witnessed the three souls slowly falling to the bottom of the crack. The snow white they accumulated was even more than all the previous ones.
With the appearance of this white patch of snow, the pain in Morgan's brain began to subside to a minimum, and she was able to spare some energy to observe the appearance of the last batch of souls: those were the three most powerful aliens that she had devoured.
The afterimage of that voice still echoed in her mind, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
She could clearly feel that as the crack in front of her expanded, her pain began to spread from her forehead to her whole body, torturing her body and spirit. The violent power accompanied by ruthless blows made Morgan unable to help but
Kneel down on the ground.
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【It is the most universal language, the simplest truth, the greatest cause, and the closest partner in the universe.】
[Your great creator, your cold-blooded genetic father, the gifts he bestows on you amaze even me.]
Morgan held her forehead in agony, and the pain that was gradually dissipating made her thinking gradually clearer.
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【Capture the goodness of the ignorant.】
The voice appeared again, and with it, blue stars drew out from the skyline and fell in front of her eyes.
Her innate knowledge allowed her to know what emotions and feelings were, but she... couldn't understand them.
[The golden blade is standing there. It is a symbol of his power and dominance, and also a means of tyranny and control. Let me tell you, little guy.]
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[Go, deceive, plunder, follow the guidance of your instincts, reverse the fate of failure, turn your pain into sharp arrows, and shoot at the person who caused you so much pain.]
In a long series of shrill laughter, the voice that resounded throughout the sky finally disappeared, and the blue stars gave off a dazzling light as it left. When this light dissipated, Morgan had already woken up.
As soon as this idea appeared, it was like gaining some kind of magic power, firmly occupying her mind.
【Let everything about him burn to ashes.】
Morgan was silent, she didn't believe this unknown person's sharp words, not a single word, but she had to admit one thing: its ideas and suggestions were heart-warming.
In the blue field, a high tower was erected; in the purple kingdom, a palace appeared; and the golden sword was inserted unceremoniously into the open land, drawing an equally golden line.
territory.
Countless dark blue and light purple tendrils stretched out from the explosion, like two fierce deep-sea giant squids. They immediately fought together, and at the same time allowed countless tentacles to stretch into the boundless sky, just like a big drop of water.
Like blood falling into a wine glass, the entangled colors of blue and purple filled her sight in the blink of an eye.
That pain, it has to be addressed, prioritized.
It's not enough, far from enough. This huge crack is like a chasm, extending from her feet to the end of her field of vision. It may be thousands of meters wide. If it is just filled with those snowflakes, then she may have to
Only by devouring countless worlds, kingdoms and civilizations can this be possible.
The power that only belongs to the gods set off another war in the small starry sky. Countless evil thoughts and emotions burst out from their respective main gods, and finally collided and blended, becoming an eyeless whirlpool. Morgan was trapped in it, step by step towards the unknown.
The front is rushing.
【Embellishing the piety of those who kneel.】
She needs a way, a more efficient way.
And...freedom.
After doing all this, the golden sword did not stop at all. It was raised high again and struck down hard, tearing a huge crack on the pure black ground. The crack soon opened up.
It began to expand and collapse, and blood and screams continued to come from it.
The will of the gods and the Creator turned into an indelible steel nail and was deeply inserted into her mind.
They roared and struggled, from the farthest depths of the void to the close confrontation, each tendril and blade was working hard for the benefit of its master. They fought with each other and came to Morgan's side, pulling this man unceremoniously.
The newborn child planned to take her into his arms.
[Do you know the Butcher’s Nail? The essence of your race’s ten thousand-year civilization.]
The voice became quiet again, as if it had endless patience waiting for the listener's answer.
Those indifferent stars seemed like a group of hungry predators at this time. They advanced rapidly, entangled and twisted, and finally squeezed together tightly, but suddenly exploded.
【Efficiency is the crystallization of the Milky Way, it is the original driving force of all civilization and destruction.】
This starry sky and this pure black earth are nowhere else, they are in her mind, her spiritual world.
【Let wars break out! Let the galaxy be burned!】
It was still pouring rain outside the cabin, and thunder and lightning were dancing on the distant sky, looming.
【Get rid of pain, get rid of slavery, get rid of everything you were born to shoulder, and gain a new life.】
These so-called emotions were like a forest that had been cut down in her heart. They existed, but when the outside breeze blew, only the remaining blades of grass were swaying powerlessly, unable to make any waves.
[The weak deserve to be slaughtered, don’t worry, you will adapt to all this. 】
Three powerful wills that are temporarily irresistible divide her spiritual kingdom. They may be her creators, or they may be others with malicious intentions - but no matter what they are, she cannot resist them for the time being.
【Your mania is so powerless, your pain is the eternal treasure.】
I don't know how long it took, but the almost eternal pain finally eased slightly. Morgan raised his head and saw a small stream of snowflakes falling slowly.
And along with this magic power came the most arrogant laughter. This laughter was not like the distant laughter she had heard before. It was very close at hand, crazy and disorderly.
As she walked forward, her footsteps created layers of ripples on the ground, like pebbles thrown into a pond, and the stars began to move with her footsteps.
[In order to make you use him as much as possible, he goes against the true path as much as possible, and he really does everything possible.]
Morgan stared at the heavy rain outside the window. The blue eyes of the Primarch seemed colder than the sky in the wild world.
She didn't care if she was going to deceive and plunder, trample and burn, or turn the world into ashes, just like the scene in front of her.
But no matter what, no matter what she needs to do to end her fate, to change her spiritual world that is falling apart, and to prevent her from falling into this desperate death.