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New York, this luxuriant city, under its glamorous skin, is a breeding ground for sin and desire.

Arthur Morgan, living in a notorious Brooklyn neighborhood, was a poor man, a man destined to be extraordinary.

In his early years, he and his parents smuggled themselves to the United States. With the "American Dream" in mind, they did not realize that "outsiders" did not seem to be welcome here.

My father was addicted to gambling and loved to gamble. He also liked to drink alcohol. When he was drunk, he often beat and scolded his wife and children.

Naturally, a gambler like this will only end up with a tragic ending of "family ruin" and death of excessive drinking.

Although it is said that if the rescue is timely, there is still a glimmer of life, but how can they do it if they can't even pay for the ambulance call?

His mother suffered from asthma and heart disease, but she was also the only one in this terrible family who should care about Arthur. She also encouraged Arthur despite the pain.

Arthur Morgan grew up in this abnormal environment with difficulty. Because he did not have enough money to pay for tuition, he began to walk on the streets and work everywhere at an early age.

Arthur Morgan, who has a withdrawn personality and is not good at socializing, has suffered a lot on his way to finding a job and making a living.

Finally, he got a job as a clown in a third-rate theater. Although the salary was not high, it could barely provide food and clothing for the mother and son.

The theater’s “golden signature” is a pretty stripper, Selina Marie, who is also Arthur Mo’s “dream lover”.

Whenever a day's performance in the theater ends, Arthur needs to do extra work - responsible for cleaning the messy stage and stands where the audience leaves garbage, but most of it is dirty, smelly paper towels crumpled into balls and some food residues.

But this is one of the few opportunities for Arthur to silently watch his goddess practice dancing on the stage, or to accidentally "encounter" Selena walking out of the dressing room.

Although Arthur thinks that it is almost impossible for him to have a relationship with the goddess, there is always a little bit of unrealistic fantasy in everyone's heart, right?

Until one day, it was a bad day.

"Arthur, I have something to ask you. Can you come to the backstreet after get off work?"

The sudden invitation from his goddess made Arthur feel so happy that he was overwhelmed with joy, thinking that happiness was knocking on the door.

So much so that he didn't notice the contempt and disdain in Selina's eyes at all.

Time flies so fast, or Arthur Morgan, who has been filled with joy,

No matter how tiring the job is, I still cannot feel the torment of time.

Even though I am bullied and laughed at by my colleagues almost every day, as long as my "lady" is here, I am still happy.

But when Arthur arrived at the back street and saw the back of Selina in a translucent gauze dress, he shyly took out a rose bought from a flower shop from behind. This was one of his few "useless expenditures" ".

And fate always likes to tease people. From the shadows on both sides of Selena,

A few idle figures with sinister expressions walked out. They are gangsters entrenched here. They collect money and do things without any taboos.

"Your name is Arthur, right?!"

Before Arthur could react, he was surrounded by people. After being punched and kicked,

Arthur, who collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, silently stretched his fingers towards the rose that fell not far away.

But Selena stepped forward and stepped on the rose. Her high heels repeatedly crushed the flower. The "goddess" with an impatient face spoke:

"I don't want to see you again!"

Then, Arthur saw a Mercedes-Benz slowly parked on the side of the street, and a middle-aged man with a big belly who looked older than his father got out of the car.

But Selena greeted her with a smile on her face, and the two kept teasing and making intimate gestures.

Arthur had never seen Selina in such a posture. He looked at it in disbelief. The middle-aged man spat hard at Arthur on the ground.

"You still watch, right?"

"Keep hitting them hard, I'll be responsible if anything happens!"

He turned around and hugged Selina's waist, got into the car, and headed north.

The remaining gangsters smiled at each other, geared up, and started a new round of violence.

But Arthur gritted his teeth and curled up into a ball without letting out a scream, but his eyes gradually turned blood red, and evil thoughts began to grow in his heart. Just when he was about to be engulfed by negative emotions,

A thick magnetic sound resounded in the dark alley,

"What are you doing?"

Arthur, whose eye sockets were swollen and his face was bruised, opened his eyes with difficulty and saw the "god" who descended from the sky and his handsome face.

Then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Looking at everything happening in the alleyway, Link touched his chin and muttered to himself,

“I thought it was some hell of a ‘six legs in, two legs out’ scenario?”

"It turns out they are just some social residue."

The gangsters who recognized Link's face immediately ran away and left here without looking back.

And Link didn't have much interest in chasing these ants. He just glanced at Arthur Morgan on the ground in surprise, turned around and left the alleyway...

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

When Arthur woke up, the slightly lit morning star indicated that he had been lying here for several hours.

There was severe pain in his limbs, and there were dried black and red blood on the ground. He supported himself and climbed up.

I staggered back home and opened the door, but the room was strangely silent.

Realizing something was wrong, Arthur rushed into the bedroom and looked at his mother lying silently on the bed, as well as the pills and bottles scattered beside the bed.

He stood there blankly, tears slowly flowing from his eyes,

If I could return home earlier tonight and not run around for that unrealistic fantasy, wouldn't my mother die at home like this?

"Hahahaha, hahahahahaha"

The grief-stricken Arthur laughed, and he laughed so wildly. It was a "laughing heartily" that he had never experienced in his life before.

He sat next to his mother's bed until dawn, and Arthur Morgan stood up with an expressionless face.

Pulling out a wooden box from deep under the bed, it was all the savings he had accumulated over the years.

Immediately afterwards, he clumsily found an acquaintance who had been hanging out with him on the streets and bought an old revolver with 6 bullets.

Arthur solemnly washed up at home, put on his most decent bright suit, which was left by his father, and pulled off a piece of purple ribbon as a tie.

Putting the revolver on his waist, he walked excitedly to the theater, waiting silently for nightfall.

Then, he put on a mask, blended into the crowd, and entered the theater.

At this time, Arthur quietly admired Selena, who was constantly taking various seductive poses on the stage and slowly removing her clothes.

But his eyes were full of coldness, not as full of love and appreciation as before.

When this vulgar performance ended, the crowd gradually dispersed, but Arthur still sat motionless on his seat.

"Hey! Dude, what do you mean?"

The fat man who had been bullying him walked up to Arthur and spoke teasingly, but those little eyes kept looking at him.

"Why do I feel...you look familiar?"

Just when he wanted to get closer to confirm Arthur's identity,

Arthur suddenly raised his hand that had been in his pocket, and the cold barrel of the gun was directly stuffed into the fat man's mouth.

"……Well……"

Feeling the smell of rust mixed with the smell of gun oil gradually spreading in his mouth, the fat man was too frightened to move. He could only blink his eyes desperately and beg Arthur not to shoot.

But Selena, who was about to return to the dressing room on stage, and Quasimodo, who looked wretched and tall and thin, also noticed the two people standing still in the stands.

"Ron, what's wrong?"

Selina asked with some confusion, but Quasimodo next to her wanted to show some "manliness" in front of her, so he took the initiative to walk up, stretched out his hand and patted Ron on the shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing, kid!"

But when he saw what was in Ron's mouth, Quasimodo was stunned.

Arthur stood up silently, slowly took off his mask, and looked at him expressionlessly

"Arthur!?"

Quasimodo looked at Arthur who took off his mask and exclaimed in surprise, but soon his face turned into mockery and he spoke disdainfully,

"How dare you come here?"

"What? Do you think you can do whatever you want with a toy gun? Even if it's real, do you dare to shoot?"

"You shoot, you shoot!"

If looks could kill now, Quasimodo would definitely be killed countless times by Ron.

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At this moment, he hated meeting such a "pig teammate". At the same time, he also resented why Arthur came to him first. Obviously, he was not the worst bully to him...

"boom--"

Violent gunfire exploded in Quasimodo's ears,

The back of Ron's head suddenly exploded, splattering a little blood and some tissue fragments on Quasimodo's face.

He stood there blankly, as if he could not predict that Arthur, who had been bullied by them at will, would be a ruthless person who would shoot whenever he asked.

For a moment, Quasimodo forgot to escape, and there was only the sound of running water, accompanied by the rising smell of urine,

He fell to his knees with a thud and kept begging for mercy. At the same time, he raised his hands and slapped himself in the face.

"Arthur, please let me go. I really know I was wrong. Don't kill me. I have seniors and young children. I still have a family to support..."

Hearing the key word "family" seemed to touch Arthur's brain nerves. He pressed the still hot barrel of the gun against Quasimodo's forehead.

This feeling of controlling other people's lives and doing whatever you want made Arthur's blood boil, and he couldn't help but start laughing wildly.

"Family? Hahahahaha... I don't have any family..."

Smiling, Arthur shed two tears of blood, his finger was already on the trigger, and he spoke loudly with honorifics,

"Mr. Quasimodo, be careful in your next life!"

"boom--"

There was another deafening gunshot, and Quasimodo, who had a blood hole on his forehead, threw his head back and fell backwards. The blood continued to flow from the back of his head.

Arthur turned to look at the stage. Selena was no longer there, but he was not in a hurry.

As Arthur, who is often responsible for cleaning the entire theater, it is not difficult to find a fleeing "prey" in a "home field" that is more familiar than his own home.

Moreover, Arthur has made some manipulations in advance at each exit of the theater.

"Crunch——"

Suddenly stopping, Arthur looked at the dressing room thoughtfully. Although the sound of the door closing was very faint, it was so clearly audible in the silent theater.

No longer trying to hide anything, Arthur strode to the locker room, pushed the door, only to find that it was locked.

But he turned his head and stared at the fire ax in the fire box. He smashed the glass door with the butt of the gun with a "click" and took out the long ax.

Holding the long ax tightly with both hands, he suddenly smashed the wooden door of the locker room.

"哐——"

"哐——"

Selina, who was hiding in the dressing room, looked at the debris exploding on the wooden door and the gleaming ax blade with horror on her face.

He couldn't help but scream, and the fruit knife he was holding tightly in his hand was almost about to fall.

Soon, the wooden door was smashed open with a huge crack, and Arthur Morgan looked through the crack, revealing his blood-stained face, looking at Selena with a smile on his face,

"Hello?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Selina suppressed the fear in her heart, ran towards the window sill, and tried her best to get out of the window.

But a voice like a devil's whisper followed closely behind,

"Ahhhhh!"

Arthur raised the long ax high and struck Selina's ankle hard, causing blood to flow everywhere and the skin and flesh tore open, revealing the pale bones.

The excruciating pain almost made Selena faint, but she still endured the discomfort and climbed out of the window sill and came to the back street, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

"Zizzizi——"

In the dark street, there was only Selina, who was slowly running forward, and Arthur, who was pursuing leisurely along the blood trail. The long ax she was dragging was constantly rubbing against the ground.

Selena gradually became exhausted due to excessive blood loss, and was eventually forced into a dead end.

She burst into tears and kept begging,

"Arthur, please, don't kill me. Don't you want me very much? Come on, I'll give everything to you!"

But Arthur turned a deaf ear and his eyes were bloodshot. Just when he was about to swing his ax to end the life of the woman he loved and hated,

A familiar voice came from behind,

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, Arthur let go of his hand and the ax fell to the ground. At this moment, he was like a helpless child. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Link, who was full of confidence and smile.

"Mr. Superman...I..."

But Selena saw a glimmer of life, and she hurriedly shouted,

"Mr. Superman, help me, he's a madman!"

"Shh-"

Link put his finger on his lips to signal for silence, then turned to look at Arthur Morgan who was covered in blood and at a loss, and spoke with interest,

"Personal matters?"

"Um……"

"May I have your name?"

"Arthur, Arthur Morgan, Mr. Incredible."

Link was stunned when he heard this, and immediately blurted out,

"You need to be redeemed!"

"What?"

Arthur thought he heard it wrong, but Link patted him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little regretful. You seem to have come to the wrong era. Maybe the Wild West is more suitable for you."

"Sorry...Mr. Superman, I may have disappointed you..."

Arthur lowered his head and murmured to himself, as if he wanted to commit suicide on the spot after taking revenge.

But Link spoke nonchalantly,

"It doesn't matter. Just don't do this kind of thing less. You will lose your honor points."

"Don't be a big loser."

Although he didn't quite understand what Link meant by the honor value, Arthur regarded it as the affirmation of his "idol", and his depressed mood recovered accordingly.

Selena, who had been ignored by the two people who were chatting happily, fell completely into despair. Knowing her end, she shouted frantically,

"Bichi! You bastard! Sun Beach!"

Link tilted his head, raised the logo of a certain sports brand at the corner of his mouth, and said a classic line:

“Just do it(Let go and do it)”

With the instruction of his "idol", Arthur excitedly chopped Selena into pieces with an axe.

Looking at Arthur who was getting more and more crazy, Link shrugged.

He didn't care if there would be another clown in New York or anything else. This was just an experiment out of interest.

[The power of language \u003cPurple (Rare)\u003e] Can it really distort a person's mind and completely change a person?

When Arthur, who was still unfinished, turned around, Link had disappeared.

After the revenge was over, gasoline was used to set the entire theater on fire. The devastated Arthur walked aimlessly on the streets in the early morning.

Before I knew it, I walked into a church.

Looking at the cross sculpture placed on the altar, Arthur only felt a little ironic.

When I was most confused and needed God's salvation the most, it never appeared, but when my revenge was over and the dust settled, it appeared in front of me again.

Just when Arthur was thinking about breaking the sculpture, a hoarse voice came from behind,

"Kid, you look confused."

Arthur turned around and saw a priest in black robes with a compassionate face.

"Sorry, Father, I was just passing by."

"I saw confusion in your eyes. You must have experienced something that was enough to change your life not long ago, right?"

Arthur, who didn't know how to answer, could only look at the priest in front of him silently.

"My name is Moriarty, Joseph Moriarty, and as you can see, I am a priest."

Finally, Moriarty took out a book wrapped in brown paper from his black robe.

“The way to salvation is in it.”

Arthur took the book blankly, tore open the cover and saw the cover:

It was a capital "N" with a dark red background and a white circle tilted at 45 degrees.

Immediately afterwards, Moriarty motioned to Arthur to turn the pages of the book,

Looking at the familiar portrait on the first page of the prologue, Arthur was completely shocked. It was Link who he had just met not long ago.

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But Moriarty smiled calmly, spoke in a pious voice, spread his arms,

"Please allow me to introduce you to our Lord: the Almighty, the Compassionate Sage, the only true God in existence, the Most Benevolent! The Most Good! The Most High! The Most Powerful King - Kal-El."

"You have obtained the ticket to board the "Ark", welcome to join our sect - the "New World"."

"Say, hi! New World!"

The content of the first stage of this book has officially begun to pave the way, and it is not just abstract!

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There are also many readers who say that the author's books will collapse and die violently. The author also understands very well, because my writing style is indeed not enough, and I am also a newcomer. It is my first book, but the outline is really written with care, but brother, I How many words is it? The first stage of content has not been laid out yet. No book dares to say that it will never collapse. But at present, I think that as long as my mentality does not collapse, this book should be at least 800,000 words long. It will collapse.

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