Nite's mother, Mikina, is a beauty with fair skin and white feathers, which is a symbol of the large number of sky angels that appeared in our ancestors.
She comes from the Archangel family at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light. She has a noble and distinguished status and is a glorious family.
But I don’t know why, but I took Nite to this remote place.
Nite and his mother kept walking forward, and then chose a remote place near the river in this emerging kingdom to stop. Here lived a group of gray winged people who were like barbarians.
The people are completely different, and most of the words have been lost.
In this world, some people are born with civilization, prosperity, and wealth, while others are born like beasts with nothing.
Just because the place of birth is different.
My mother showed her power to the tribal wingmen who have lived here for generations. She grabbed a feather, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw a seriously ill wingman healed under her hands, and climbed up from the bed. She said: "
Bless you."
The poor and backward tribal wing people knew this power, but it was their first time to see it. They worshiped Nite's mother as a divine messenger. The tribal wing people cheered in native language, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, welcoming the "divine messenger"
s arrival.
Nite stood behind his mother, looking at her back longingly. He didn't know he was envious of her power.
I still envy that this power has earned me the admiration of mortals.
They settled here, and the tribesmen built houses for them on the highest hill.
at night.
Mother took Nite to the forest.
Nite was a little afraid of the dark and followed his mother cautiously.
He saw his mother drawing strange ritual formations on the ground, and there was a sound in the air that he didn't know whether it was wind or roaring.
He became even more frightened: "Mom, what are we doing?" His mother, Migina, did not speak, but just knelt on the ground.
She kept chanting strange spells and calling a name. She seemed to be communicating with some existence, and it seemed extremely difficult. Her body was shaking constantly, standing up and closing her hands and lying down.
At this moment, her headscarf suddenly fell apart.
Revealing her full face that she always covered up.
You can see that there is a big depression on the forehead of that beautiful face, with a scar that cannot be healed.
It looks very scary.
Mikina stopped the ceremony in panic, quickly grabbed the fallen headscarf, and kept wrapping it around her head.
However, when she turned around, she saw her son's eyes. She stopped immediately, pulled off her headscarf, crawled to the side and pulled her son to her side.
She told him excitedly and with a trembling voice.
"Nite, did you see it?"
"This is the trace of the weak being plundered by the strong."
"I can no longer perform magic, I can only use props to show my power."
"We were driven out of the Kingdom of Heaven. Those people took away everything we had and killed all our people."
My mother's originally gentle eyes became very frightening and full of unwillingness.
"Why?"
"Why can they have it, but we can't have it?" "Why should we endure this? What's wrong with us?" Finally, the mother said.
"I hate that Kingdom of Light, I hate those guys." Nite didn't understand his mother's emotions, but he knew that his mother must have been hurt by someone.
Those people must be bad people.
The ceremony was completed, and her mother Mikina borrowed the power of God. She also restored her appearance and became beautiful and noble again. However, she still covered herself tightly with a scarf and cloak, and never dared to reveal herself
His appearance and wings are externally said to be dedicated to the gods.
She just dedicated it to which god, but she never said. In the following days.
Mother Mikina constantly showed "powerful" power, as well as her identity as a divine envoy, which attracted many nearby gray people.
People of the Winged Tribe.
She established a small town here, and also established a connection with another nearby city. She became the town's preacher and mayor, and summoned caravans from far away.
She would gather the townspeople together every day to preach to them God's teachings and the beauty of God's kingdom.
When someone dies, she is also responsible for leading the mortal to the kingdom of God.
On the hospital bed.
Mijina used magic to treat an old winged man, and finally shook her head.
"No, he is hopeless."
"He was called by God to go to the kingdom of God."
After hearing this, the elderly Yiren’s family members also thought this was good. If they could go to the kingdom of God, death would no longer be scary!
At night, Mikina held a grand ceremony, and everyone in the village came to visit.
Under the power of Migina, everyone could see that a shadow floated out of the old winged man's body, flying towards the Kingdom of God. Everyone knelt on the ground piously, looking at the man heading to the Kingdom of God with envy.
old man.
This is a peaceful and peaceful town, and everyone seems to be living happily.
Having the protection of a divine envoy, believing in God, and returning to God after death.
"Mikina-sama is a good person!"
"She took us in, built a town and a residence for us, and brought us many things we didn't have before, and taught us how to pray to God."
"I hope I can be called by God one day sooner and go to God's kingdom to enjoy blessings."
Nite stood in the corner, watching the shadow flying towards the sky, and heard what the townspeople said.
The little face is full of pride.
Feel proud of my mother.
On this day, Nite was brought to the city to test his talent.
The result is that Nite has inherited their family's talent and is likely to become an outstanding powerful person in the future.
On the way back, Mikina was even happier than Nite, and she held Nite's hand hard.
"very good."
"That's great, Nite."
"I knew you would be proud of me, Nite."
Nite also said happily: "Well, I will make you proud of me, mom."
Under the sun, Nite flapped his wings, and he felt his heart floating out, floating above the sea of clouds.
It's just that he doesn't know that mother's expectations are a very heavy thing, especially when her expectations are too high and are too high for you to bear.
Next, Nite began to learn extraordinary knowledge, learning day after day.
He almost didn't have any time. His mother arranged his daily life to the fullest, hoping that he could become the outstanding person she expected.
He gets up before dawn every day to read books that are bigger than his head, learns various introductory magical arts in the afternoon, and meditates under the eyes of his mother at night.
Megina hopes that he can do what she could not do before, and hopes that through this son, she can accomplish things that she will never be able to accomplish.
However, her strong desire cannot be passed on to her children.
slowly.
Nite felt very tired.
From the beginning, his curiosity and desire for extraordinary power gradually turned into disgust.
He started to pretend to be diligent in front of his mother, but when her mother left, he threw everything aside.
However, Nite's behavior was soon discovered by Migina.
Mikina was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She looked at her son in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that he would do this. "Why don't you work hard?"
"I've told you, I've arranged everything for you, and I've given you the best, don't you know?"
Nite said: "I'm a little tired!"
Mikina's voice suddenly rose to the point of almost screaming: "Tired."
Already?"
"Are you tired of me? Is it hard for you?"
"Do you know what I paid to get you the things you need to practice? Do you know what I paid for your meditation method? You know nothing."
"How dare you relax? You don't even know how hard I work. You know I..."
Seeing his mother trembling with anger, Nite was a little scared. He knelt on the ground and cried.
"I know, I will study and practice seriously." My mother sat aside and said nothing for a long time. After a while, she slowly calmed down, and then finally looked at Nite.
Realizing that Nite had begun to study hard, he smiled with satisfaction. "That's right, study hard and practice hard, and you must become a powerful person, all the way to the second and third levels."
"Then, go attack the realm between gods and humans."
"Go ahead and surpass those guys."
She looked at her son with expectant and longing eyes and said, "Nite, you must work hard to make your mother proud." Nite kept wiping tears. First, he felt that his chest was full of fear, and then he kept thinking about his mother's face.
, recalling that it was not easy for his mother to raise him alone.
Gradually, some guilt arose in his heart, and finally turned into a strong sense of mission.
"I can't be sorry to my mother, I want to be her pride." In front of Nite, her mother Mikina is a harsh and harsh person, but in the eyes of others, she is a gentle and kind being like the incarnation of a god.
Her reputation around her is getting better and better, and more and more people are defecting to the town, kneeling at the feet of Mikina and becoming believers in God. What Nite hears every day is how powerful and beautiful her mother is.
How difficult it was for him.
Nite felt more and more that he should work hard for his mother. But...
Human efforts also have limits.
As he grows up day by day, Nite has never become the person Mikina expected. He has become a teenager and is always stuck at the bottleneck of the middle stage of the first order, unable to go any further. "Why?"
"You must not work hard enough, you must be lazy again." His mother always said this, scolding him loudly.
Finally, after another failed breakthrough, I faced my mother’s disappointed eyes and angry words.
Growing up, Nite always liked to keep quiet, and Nite, who had always remained silent, couldn't help but roar loudly.
"I have worked very hard, I have done the best I can, there is nothing I can do, there is nothing I can do."
"I'm very serious about you for my mother, and I'm already working hard to do it."
When my mother heard what Nite said, she became even more angry.
"for me?"
She seemed to laugh angrily, and then pointed hard at Nite's forehead. "It's not for me, it's for yourself."
"The things you learned and the power of your cultivation are your own, have they fallen on me?"
"Why do you think you are studying for me? Is this your determination and perseverance in pursuing becoming a strong person?"
Nite yelled: "Yes, this is my determination and perseverance to work hard."
"If it wasn't for you, mom, why should I work so hard?"
"Everything I do."
"All my motivation."
"It's all for you, mother. It was you who told me to become stronger."
Nite seemed to have roared so hard that his throat was hoarse.
"Why have you become so strong? We are not that strong, and we don't have extraordinary power. Isn't it just how we are?" "I think it's just ordinary, and it's pretty good."
Mother looked at Nite, seemingly extremely disappointed.
Her voice was no longer shrill, but became calm.
It was a kind of peace filled with disappointment and disgust.
"You actually think this way, just like ordinary people?"
"Did I give birth to you just to give birth to a waste?" The voice was not sharp, but it was
It was like a sharp knife inserted into Nite's heart.
Nite couldn't stand it anymore.
"That's right, I'm just that useless. I'm not your pride."
"Then just pretend that you never gave birth to a son like me!"
He ran outside, spread his wings, and flew out of the town in the blink of an eye.
Nite is flying freely in the sky, he can fly wherever he wants, and he no longer has to worry about time.
He fell down and bathed in the river.
He flew over the volcano and hovered high to look at the lava inside the volcano.
He chased the wild beasts running on the ground and scared them. This was the happiest day for Nite in many days, a day where he didn't have to work hard.
That night he lay down on the roof of an unfinished windmill and slept.
But after calming down, he was no longer happy. He kept thinking in his mind.
"Will the words I just said hurt my mother?" "I ran away for so long, my mother won't worry about me, right?" "She said that to me first."
"I never want to go back."
"What's your home like now?"
The next morning, Nite, who had not slept well all night, finally chose to go back.
"This is not about admitting defeat, I'm just going back to see how things are going."
Nite thought so.
On the way back, he was worried that his mother would find him and how she would punish him.
Sometimes he thought about how he should be tougher, and sometimes he thought about how to admit his mistakes so that he could be punished with less punishment.
Wandering in such responsible emotions of anger, fear, and worry, he flew back to the town little by little.
The surrounding environment became more and more familiar, but his flying speed became slower and slower.
Finally, he sighed.
"Apologise to mom!"
He flapped his wings and accelerated, flying towards the town.
However, when he arrived over the town, the mirror image he saw made his mind go blank.
A moment.
He even forgot to flap his wings and fell directly from the sky, landing in the center of the town.
He was covered in mud and had many wounds on his body, but he got up without knowing the pain.
Under the constricted pupils.
There are ropes swaying one by one, and heads wrapped under the ropes.
In the early morning, the town was full of corpses. The densely packed corpses of winged men were hung by a strange rope at the door of their house. Everyone in the town was dead, swaying in the wind like a heavy piece of bacon.
With.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Nite let out a cry of fear. He obviously had no control over his body and organs, but he didn't know why he made such a sound. He lay on the ground and kept retreating, but he just rubbed his hands back.
As he retreated, he gradually leaned against the wall of a house.
"Squeak!"
"Squeak!"
He suddenly heard a voice coming from above his head. He raised his head and saw a corpse hanging just above his head.
Just when he was about to scream, as a low-level powerful person, he heard waves of voices coming from his soul. He heard the corpse wailing.
"ah!"
"don't want……"
"It hurts~"
The sound was ten times, a hundred times more cruel than the scream he just screamed. As a low-level powerful person, Nite's eyes flashed, and he finally saw the truth.
Those ropes were not only tied to the corpses, but also tied to the spirits inside them.
Those people were hanged physically, but their spirits were not dead yet. They were tightly trapped by the rope, and it was getting tighter and tighter.
Just as Nite was about to do something, ropes suddenly came from the void and wrapped around his neck.
Nigeria
Te grabbed the rope and struggled desperately. But to no avail, he kept rising, but on the way up, he saw a "man" holding a rope standing at the highest point of the town, which was also his home.
's roof.
Well, a "man" in the form of God.
All the hanging ropes were born from the opponent's hands. He shouted loudly at the opponent: "Who are you?"
The man who was originally deep in thought turned his head and looked over after hearing the question. Then he said in a condescending tone: "The incarnation of the curse, the master of purgatory."
Nite has never heard of this title.
But the other party is undoubtedly a powerful guy.
He didn't understand, why such a powerful guy appeared here, and why he wanted to kill everyone in the town. He was full of confusion, anger, and panic and yelled at the other person.
"Why?"
"Why are you doing this?"
The man replied without emotion: "The people killed by the curse are all irredeemable degenerates."
"Those who sacrifice others are destined to be sacrificed themselves." "The Curse of Hanging!"
"In this way, you can deeply understand the pain of the sacrificed person."
Nite couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all: "What are you talking about?"
"Why do you have the right to kill so many people!" "Why do you have the right to kill so many people?"
Nite continued to struggle, and he questioned the other party angrily. However, the Lord of Purgatory finally looked at Nite.
However, the Lord of Purgatory ignored Nite's wild screams and roars, and hung Nite up without mercy. As soon as the rope tightened, he became silent again.
The Lord of Purgatory walked down from the roof, and could see a figure hanging under the eaves. He passed through the figure and looked for something, but in the end he found nothing.
"Why can't I find it? Where is the arrangement of Naproses, the King of Hell?"
"What on earth is it?"
"Didn't Dark Moon say that this guy's aura and power have appeared in this area many times?"
The incarnation of the Lord of Purgatory then moved forward, looking for the next gathering place of the fallen.
curse.
This is a terrifying power, especially for those who have violated taboos.
After being cursed, most people will not die immediately. They will taste the deepest despair under the power of the curse. After the curse absorbs the power of the deepest despair, it will push them into the fire of purgatory little by little.
.
At this moment, Nite tasted this power.
His body was dead, but his spirit was hanging by a rope, getting tighter and tighter.
The rope gradually pulled his spirit out of his body and upward into the sky.
In mid-air, he saw a large number of phantoms hanging by ropes, and each one of them was someone he was familiar with.
"People from this town."
"Everyone is here, where is he taking us?"
Others struggle and suffer, but in fact they are no longer a complete person, with no thinking ability, only incomplete consciousness and instinct.
But don't know why.
Nite is different from others in that he retains complete consciousness and thinking ability.
Nite also discovered something unusual about himself. He didn't know why, but he immediately began to think of various ways to untie the rope around his neck and escape from it.
He vaguely felt that if he was hoisted to the highest point, he might never be able to escape.
He would face an outcome and punishment more terrible than death. Nite's illusory hands kept grabbing at the rope, but the rope could not be untied by him. He kept trying and refused to give up.
Under the threat of death, he burst out with enthusiasm that was countless times higher than studying, and thought of various methods in an instant. But, that was at this time.
A figure hung from his side.
slowly, slowly
.
Rising towards the sky.
Nite stopped all his movements for a moment and stared at the figure.
"Mother?"
He saw that his mother's spirit was also hanging in the air. He no longer paid attention to the tightening rope around his neck. He looked at his mother, and the most desperate expression broke out on his face, that desperate emotion.
Even the rope around his neck shook violently for a moment, and then continued to lengthen.
"No!"
"No, no, don't..."
He himself didn't know what he was talking about, he just couldn't accept such a scene.
He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the other person.
But the opponent rose faster and faster, and he could no longer reach him. He could only keep waving his hand, over and over again.
Sometimes he really hates the other person forcing him to work hard. As long as he thinks of the other person, all kinds of bad pictures will appear, and it seems that he is afraid whenever he thinks of the other person.
But at this moment, when he realized that he had truly lost the other person.
What emerged in his mind was not one of those images, but many images that he usually didn't pay attention to.
The picture of his mother preparing a birthday gift for him, the picture of his mother waiting for him to finish his meditation late at night and cooking him dinner, the picture of the other party having prepared everything for him before dawn.
now.
He seemed to have forgotten all the bad things again, leaving only all the good things about the other person.
From one extreme to another extreme.
Suddenly, he heard a voice.
"Because you don't work hard enough."
"Because, you are a waste!"
"You are not strong enough, so you and your mother will be robbed by others."
"Nite!"
"If you had listened to your mother, maybe... this wouldn't have happened."
The sounds overlapped and felt a bit familiar.
I don't know if he said it himself or his mother. There were illusory tears on his face.
"You are right."
"Ordinary people and weak people will only be robbed by others." "If I become stronger, if I work harder, will... it won't be like this."
At this time, something in Nite's body glowed.
It was a bottle that shone with the glory of corruption.
The Lord of Purgatory killed everyone here without any mercy, leaving no one left.
but.
He did not expect that the King of Hell would create something as high-level and powerful as the Bottle of Original Sin.
Born in this era, he is a relic of myth that he has never seen before.