You open your eyes.
It's not because you wake up that you don't need sleep.
You simply closed your one eye when your mistress tried to pierce it.
And now she loses interest and climbs off you, and you open your eyes.
But maybe you don't need to close your eyes at all. In fact, you already have countless scars on your body, in the past. They can't really hurt you, they heal every time they hurt. While the healed patch will swell a bit, that will only make you stronger. Your eyes are your weakest part, but even if you are attacked, it probably doesn't matter - it will still grow, and maybe if you are blind in one eye, you will grow two eyes instead.
You were once a slave, experimented with thaumaturgy and alchemy by your mistress and someone else. The experiment was very successful, from their point of view. You turned into a… cyclops? You are easily more than three meters tall, and your strength is superior to all gladiators and even all the flesh and blood of your mistress. Your skull is completely deformed. Your brain is naturally affected, but you still retain intelligence.
Yes, your wisdom is not inferior to others, at least not inferior to most of those who struggle with ignorance. There is no shortage of people on the arena who treat you as a fool or even a brainless monster. They challenge you with confidence - or they may just be fighting spirit, after all, the arena are all slaves who can't help themselves. They end up in pools of blood, even though you've only moved a little bit - no more force, and a little more force will make the arena itself your defeat.
Your mistress always looked at you excitedly whenever you thumped those slaves. Although this is already a commonplace show for her. The blood of slaves keeps washing your body, you are too lazy to count your victories, but daevite never promises freedom of slaves thrown into the arena, the only reward of victory is to survive and move on to the next fight until you lose and die.
Experiments do still have an effect on your brain—you lose most of your past memories. However, there are reservations about the part related to your master. You guess it's because you have a crush on her.
You're reluctant to admit it's simply because your relationship with her is relatively recent compared to your relationship with other people. Not that the relationship is worth remembering, but that it is the only one that can be remembered.
When you wanted to escape but unfortunately bumped into her head-on, she didn't detonate the hoop around your neck in the first place.
She asked a flesh-and-blood monster to chase you, and from that shape, you vaguely felt that it might have been just a poor baby elephant in the past.
You flee as fast as you can, but the monster is faster than you. You are crushed under it, struggling desperately.
Maybe you are different from ordinary people, or maybe you killed this monster because of its external strength，You actually killed it.
She looks at you in surprise. Approaching you step by step. You thought she was going to kill you herself, but she actually started healing you. Her hands are soft and her face is beautiful. For the first time in your life you feel warm. Although this warmth is actually what healing thaumaturgy makes you feel.
For a period of time, she kept sending flesh-and-blood monsters to attack you, and you wanted to survive—perhaps expecting her to gently heal you, defeating them again and again, even though you were nearly dead each time. In the end, she couldn't help but experiment on you, and the results of the experiment were completely unimaginable-because she developed a giant elephant like you, she easily won the battle for the patriarch. No one dares to stand against a monster like you.
You are still her slave now, although she calls you her pet elephant. You don't have the slave's iconic hoop around your neck, because it's out of action. That little explosion is just a little spark to you now. She has tailored a slave rune for you, which is integrated into your body. Once activated, your body will burn inside and out of your own control. The Rune of Enslavement makes it impossible for you to resist her. But then again, you don't have a very strong will to resist either.
Most of the time she will violently attack you for no reason, bombarding you with thaumaturgy and slashing your face with an enchanted dagger. But when she's in a good mood, she'll also tell you about what's going on out there, which is the highest reward for you, even more than the occasional tattered scroll you get after winning.
The story of a suffering saint. That person was born into the Daevite family, but it seemed that he did not choose to be. He roamed around, quelling disputes, solving puzzles, and spreading the idea of equality among slaves. When you hear this, you know what's going on with him. Sure enough, then you know he was arrested, his tongue cut, and he was castrated. The daevite didn't kill him not because they were willing to give his fellow daevite a chance to rehabilitate, but to keep him tormented forever - the people he helped in the past and wanted to save are throwing stones at him now , no, much more than that. They abused the saint recklessly, because after the execution he had a lower status than a slave, and they could vent on him the grievances they had received from their master. After listening to this story, you are disappointed with the saint. Although he is kind, his kindness is too weak and he promotes the concept of equality? What's the point of mobilizing slave riots? Even if they can really mobilize the slaves to riot, Daevite can stop them with just two strokes, and they don't even need to kill them, they will still be slaves for life. Saints can't change anything.
The story of a vengeful servant. The little girl calmly killed her master's family with poison and dagger. It was not the only time that a slave who did not know whether to die or not rebelled against her master, but it was strange that she did not immediately avenge her parents and sisters when they died, but suddenly found a night to fight. If it is wrong to wait for the opportunity, there are many similar or even better opportunities, and she only chose a very general opportunity. She didn't run away at all, or maybe she didn't intend to run? But somehow you understand her - she may just be confused, just like you. When she was imprisoned, she was torn and seriously injured by angry other slaves, and her body was only half left, but she didn't die because daevite kept her life so that she could continue to suffer. The reason why those slaves attacked her was that they would be implicated and die. Daevite made the rebels stand against everyone in this way. There is no justice. Whatever it is. Even the young domestic servant was the same. Although I didn't ask who was in the family, killing babies can't be justice. Killing children… Daevite even children are unforgivable, but you still feel sorry for them. But the domestic servant is also a child. After losing almost everything, she will continue to take away what she has left. You can only lament about this story.
There are many similar stories. The hostess may be telling you these stories to tell you that resistance is useless and that you should be her pet elephant. But you're thinking about other things than this.
Daevite is cruel, but those slaves, they are weak and victims, but they will draw knives and rush to people who are weaker than them when they get a chance. Occasionally, the Awakened appeared, and they were weak and weak, and would only be easily subdued by the daevite, and then torn to shreds by the people they regarded as their companions. The daevite captures the nature of human beings against each other, so all slaves cannot escape this fate after all. Many seemingly heroic rebellions are actually just daevite's entertainment shows, and history keeps repeating itself. You can't help but think that being born into this world as a non-daevite inferior might make no sense.
Who can end this endless cycle?
You are shocked, you find yourself lamenting the meaninglessness of life, and at the same time really longing for a savior, you are really incompetent, no wonder you have such power, but you are played by a mere daevite in the palm of your hand.
Your mistress has told you a new story today, a story of the Savior, the enemy the daevite is facing.
You didn't expect that just after you heard the story, the protagonist came to you.
Tattered red robe. Holding a weird bone staff. A young and delicate man.
Although the red robe is broken, it gives a sense of beauty beyond completeness. Wouldn't it be deliberately torn to increase the momentum, you can't help but speculate maliciously. After all, the man's appearance is not deterrent. It's the kind of face that's well suited to being kept in captivity by Daevite women, as your master does. But each of them will be killed by her very quickly, and you are the only slave she can't kill - or maybe not at all?
don't know if he has encountered a slave hunter sent by a thirsty daevite. After all, his face is indeed handsome, not as rough as a slave, nor as overly flirtatious as a Daevite. Could he be the child of Daevites and slaves? But such a child would never be allowed to be born and survive.
"I came to liberate the people, I bring you redemption, I am the… savior of this ruin."
Savior? This title is mostly sarcasm from your master, and it is the first time you have seen yourself directly and boldly calling yourself。
But he was indeed different from the other slaves. Daevite's tyranny is unsustainable, and even if various means are used to suppress it in all aspects, it will still continue to breed rebels. It's a pity that most of them are just ephemerality - they found an opportunity to break the shackles in the morning, because they didn't run far and simply started a big plan, they were killed by Daeva at night, and hung on the city wall to deter other slaves. Some tragic rebels started their grand scheme without even removing the explosive hoop from their necks, and rightfully failed. Only a few can turn the wind and waves, but only a light breeze blowing. But he is different, he can overcome the obstacles of countless guards to come to the matriarch, which is very unusual. And he didn't even start his uprising from here, his uprising seemed to start from the Daevite frontier, and he fought all the way there. You must know that this place is very close to the blood Empress's territory.
"Now that I am here, the power you have been granted by the gods of suffering is no more. Get out of here and go and deliver a message to the blood Empress. Tell her that if Daeva continues to imprison and kill, Then… there will be no more Daevites in this world." Although it was the worst threat, the man said it with the gentlest smile.
"It's ridiculous! You were born slaves, and you will be slaves for life! Bury here with your stupid fantasies. You! Destroy him!" The hostess sneered at the man, then turned her eyes and started to instruct you.
Perhaps he really can not be compared with the countless so-called saviors before, but this is meaningless.
No matter where he starts, his end is already doomed, no one can get past you, no one.
His body seemed frail, but the weird bone staff proved the thaumaturgical power he possessed, and perhaps he used that power to take down city after city. But what you have is the power to raze half a city in an instant. In front of this power, everything is ants, and any trick is meaningless.
The master sees your distraction as hesitation, and she exclaims impatiently "what are you waiting for?" - you rarely see her in such a hurry, she smiles arrogantly even when abusing you, she All the while gracefully trampling on her pet elephant. She's disdainful when she tells you his story, but apparently she's actually terrified of this extraordinary man.
She drives thaumaturgy and unleashes the rune of servitude.
You feel like your body is burning, you feel like your body is out of your control.
Then you turn around and beat your master.
Your master was stunned, but not for long, because her consciousness quickly dissipated. She was turned into ashes and stars in the sky, as beautiful as she had been.
You are also stunned.
You've thought before that if your master dies, you're probably going to be… sad and happy? But now you're just simply refreshing. why is that?
Of course he wasn't stunned, he still smiled softly, as if the murder just now didn't exist.
"I didn't expect you to be able to directly manipulate me." Physical manipulation of your master can also, but far less than him.
"Since your master is far inferior to me, how can she manipulate you?" He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but he looked like he already knew.
Enslavement Runes! He unlocks her rune of enslavement so she can't manipulate you, and he starts taking over your body.
"I didn't unlock the enslavement rune, and I didn't manipulate you to that point." The gentle smile made people shudder at this time. "I just made you turn around."
You are shocked.
Indeed, think carefully about the feeling of being restricted just now. If he is not restricted, his own punch will blow the master to death. Instead of a pleasing series of punches.
You grow stronger as you heal wounds, and the runes of servitude can no longer completely suppress your power. But you have not rebelled against your master for a long time. You don't know that you can leave this place long ago.
"Do you know the story of the elephant and the stake?"
You know, of course, that you are nowhere near as belligerent as you seem, and that stories are your greatest passion, and you remember them well. Of course, this story is certainly not told to you by your mistress, but what you read on the tattered scroll that she gave you at will, and which is useless in her eyes.
The baby elephant was bound by a stake in the ground and could not escape no matter what. So after becoming an elephant, even if it can easily break free from the stake, it will not try to break free.
He said that you are like an elephant without a stake, but you are not that stupid. After all, what if an elephant did break free from the stake? It wakes up from darkness and blindness, leaves its longtime abusive owner, and finds that the outside world is not paradise, even worse than where it was before.
You know the essence of this world - the hell of ruined stillbirths. You have no other way to go, even if you are free. Becoming a captive elephant is not a good path, but it is indeed the only path you can imagine. Freedom allows people to choose which path they take, but what is the meaning of freedom when there is only one path?
And now a new path has emerged, a wise king who will replace the foolish tyrant, and a savior who will liberate all mankind from suffering and suffering, standing in front of you. You are convinced that he is so powerful because he can conquer you, a man who can conquer everything. You suddenly understand why you are no longer touched by the death of your former master.
You approach him, your fist dripping with the blood of the former master, and you look down at him with your one eye.
He looked at each other fearlessly, still smiling.
"At your service, my master." You knelt down in front of him and looked at him.
He threw the bone staff aside and supported you with his six-fingered hands, still smiling softly. "Stand up. I'm not your master. I'm your friend."
You stood up, not because you really thought you could stand with him, but he made you stand with him.
"I have broken your shackles. In the future, I will continue to explore your potential. I will grant you my embarrassing power. You will be free from your original body. You will be my guardian."
Haha, to glorify torture and killing to such an extent that you still think there is nothing more wonderful than that.
"You will be free from Daevite tyranny"
It doesn't matter, you've never felt that freedom is valuable, and people like you need someone to follow. For you to follow him is your greatest freedom.
"You shall have eternal life, from the hands of the gods"
Eternal life, gods, that is too far for you. You don't really understand what he's saying. But you see that he doesn't take mere Daeva in his eyes at all, his real enemy is far more terrifying than that. But as long as you stand with him, you will not fear the roar of the gods.
"You will be happy in that eternal paradise."
Happy…you don't really know what that feels like. If that's the feeling of hearing him speak in his tender eyes now, you can't help but hope it stays that way.
"The land should be illuminated with blood, and sacrifices made for these lovely spirits, and the precursors of darkness should be wiped out from the stream of time. After that… let us preach our word throughout the world. Deliver those spirits in your hands."
Haha，beautify the riots and aggression。
But you really believed everything he said.
People are fantasizing about a world that doesn't require bloodshed, but it's impossible to achieve such a world without bloodshed.
The daevite believed in the tyrannical gods, the rulers of the blind and foolish, who sacrificed many innocents for their own prosperity. He believes only in the power of himself and those who love him, sacrificing the evil of the few for the prosperity of the many. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is using violence to control violence, this is the dragon slayer who eventually becomes a dragon, but you understand him, you already know that he is really a savior, not a mere saint who will soon fall. You understand the meaning of betrayal and loyalty at the same time, and the daevite are not worthy of your loyalty, so you betrayed. And he… you even doubt yourself worthy of your loyalty to him. You will never betray him.
The road he was going to walk was not smooth, it was a road full of blood and fire. But he doesn't really need to get himself dirty.
You will be his giant elephant, smashing the dragon with its giant nose and smashing it to ashes and stars, just like your past master. Then the huge poisonous blood drips down, but it will not contaminate him, but will be completely blocked by your huge body. You will become a beast, you will become everything else, and he alone will never fall. He is a saint, he is a wise king, he is a savior. He is the immortal father, he is the heart of all peoples, he is the light of all lights. What he says is truth, and what he does is redemption.
You will bleed your blood for him.
—-
When you revel in a relationship like this, you forget that your ex-host joked with you that a love story always ends when the two of you are happy. Because the back story is always not so good.
The fall has begun, and it's not something you can stop.
This is not the story of the dragon slayer becoming a dragon, this is the story of the god eater becoming a god. There's nothing you can do as a mortal.
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Ion: "Fight for me, burn the cities of unsaved spirits, sacrifice their blood, and take their souls into the inner temple."
Oroko: "For you!"
—《Valkzaron》