Rebirth-First Class Magician

"who am I……"

"where am I……"

pain! it hurts!

Tearing sensations spread from the heart, with the pain of destroying the soul.

The pain in the scapula quickly spread to the chest cavity, and heresy forces that could not find the source began to slam into Asa's body. But it was quickly forced down by another force, and the body began to tremble uncontrollably.

But soon, these painful Asa had no time to ignore it. In the depth of his consciousness, the broken memories merged into a torrent to wash his soul and wash his senses.

The body was crushed into numerous fragments, and it was reorganized infinitely. It was connected together in the past ...

"His Highness, you have to betray God and betrayal to Heaven, and ..." Asia was dull, but his voice was a little hesitant. "And your faith?"

There are only two people in the majestic hall. Samal, a handsome figure, slightly lowered his eyelids, and his expression did not fluctuate. After hearing Asa's question, six arches of golden wings trembled behind the archangel.

"Faith? It's not a betrayal of faith." Samael turned his back to Asa, fingered the curtain of the window casually, and heard his words slightly sideways. "Little man, the truth of my faith has been shocked, I I'm afraid to go elsewhere to find the truth. "

Now the young man behind Samal is wearing a moon-white robe, and his dazzling golden hair looks gorgeous behind his head.

"Is the truth in my heart?" Asa raised his fingers, his eyes holding back a pain, "Can't he find in heaven? Can't the heaven that bears kindness and peace find ..."

"My faith in my heart has never changed, I just went elsewhere to find my faith in my heart." Samer seemed to hear Asa's endless words and glanced at Asa with a smile. "You want to ask Isn't my belief heaven? "

"Heaven? My faith has never been heaven, and heaven is just a place where I can keep my faith." Samer ticked his lips and looked into the sky through the open skylight above his head. "Now it can't let me continue Persevering in faith, so I choose to fall to the sky. "

"Can't you keep your faith?"

"Shallea, your duty is to guard and purify the soul on the moon." Samer lowered his eyelids slightly and glanced at the young youth who said restlessly. "Your faith is to prevent disease and suffering from falling to earth."

"I know." The youth stubbornly looked up at the man. "Since the glory of the angel of the moon was dropped by Sally's name, I have never forgotten the mission and faith!" Persistent and paranoid.

"But if your faith hasn't changed and Heaven can't carry your faith, you will make the same decision as me." Summerton paused, and seemed to think about the wording, "not all good and evil have Clear boundaries, do what you want, my dear Asa. "

"But ..." Asa stretched out his arms and stretched his five fingers, and the lake-blue pupils that had no waves filled with a different kind of emotion, "Sammer, can I see you in the future?" It was useless An honorable title like an adult.

The slender fingers covered the youth's face. "Maybe we will have another goodbye one day."

Samer laughed lightly, the golden wings suddenly burst into anger, reflecting the light outside the window, and the softest man's most sacred and solemn side burned deeply into Asa's heart.

Whether it's the future Asa or the memory of Riaza ...

His heart was hot, and Asa in the air was slightly stunned, and he repeatedly chewed the words "Sari leaves ... Sari leaves ..."

So familiar, who ...

Is it me?

Asa below wanted to reach out and grab the other's robes, but the picture suddenly became farther and farther away from him, and the bright lights led him into another empty room.

His eyes hadn't adapted to the sudden white light, but his ears heard the sound coming ahead ...

"His Royal Highness, I'm confused ..." Asa heard his voice, and his cold voice seemed a little broken, "Um ..."

"Huh?" The monosyllable asked back, Asa heard that it was Samal's voice, but there was a little laziness in it.

"Remember what you told me on the day of the fall, when heaven cannot carry faith ..."

"Then what?" Samael whispered, his voice seemed to murmur softly.

Asa gradually adapted to the white light. When he opened his eyes, he didn't feel like stepping back. In front of him, it seemed to be a palace. The dark pillars and the dark walls were all made of stone that he had never seen before. The glittering sands are exquisite and gorgeous.

But Asa froze abruptly. The ceiling of the main hall was made up of square pillars of varying lengths. The undulating and irregular pillars were put together to form a portrait ...

It was himself.

But Asa's suffocation didn't last long, he was attracted by the clear male voice, but he turned his head as soon as he turned his head.

In the middle of the large black bed, the two figures were intertwined.

He saw himself lying on the bed, with long blond hair messing up on the black sheets, and six pairs of golden wings at this time were strangely dim, weakly spread on the bed, seemingly lifeless.

"I violated God's meaning and taught the magic of the moon to the human priest ..." The young man's slender ankle was grasped by a slender palm. "I don't know if this is right, but ... Ah!" The young man was A violent impact interrupted what was to be said.

"There is no limit between good and evil, but heaven will prevent you from doing many things that you think are right." The man with six pairs of black wings is slender, his muscular body is attacking regularly, and the confusion at the intersection is blushing.

The golden wings shuddered, slowly raised and held each other's body, and mingled with the black wings.

Asa heard someone say softly, "I think I understand what you said, my lover."

The owner of the black wing chuckled his lips and smiled, and put his hand behind the opponent, palms around the root of the wing, causing the host to tremble.

Asa standing in the hall still didn't understand, the crispness in his head had blurred his senses.

Lover ...

Is Samer my ... lover?

Memories swarmed, crowded in childhood, the admiration of adolescents, the despair of dying to look forward to the object in youth, the loneliness of vicissitudes in glory, the emptiness of the gods, and the self-doubt when they were worshipped. Teachings and confession.

Like a slow flowing river, gathering in Asa's heart, pouring into ...

It doesn't hurt to go up.

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"Oh my God, what's wrong with him, oh god, how did his skin turn red!"

The nun in the cabin covered her mouth and screamed, and the moonlight poured out of the window, lining the men in the bed terribly.

Suddenly reddened skin seems to have something to break out ...

"Don't ... don't call!" The leading nun looked back at her angrily, and took two steps without a trace. "How far is it to reach the destination?"

"Also ... and thirty ... Oh! God!" The nun quickly glanced down at her watch. After looking up to see the person on the bed, everything seemed to be choked into her throat.

The questioning nun saw her expression and quickly looked back, "Oh no!"