The Death Knell

"After you left, I have been living like this, trying to become a new kind of god, a god different from God."

A basket appeared in her hand, and the girl put the strawberries in it, and from time to time she even stuffed a few strawberries into her mouth. However, there was no expression of joy on her face, but only depression:

"There are no commandments, no sacrifices, no fires, and no floods. I don't want to punish anyone, and I don't care what people think of me..."

"Actually, my future goddess, most people don't even know you exist."

Lucifer pretended to be a farmer and played for a while. After picking a few strawberries, he lost interest. He likes to deal with humans rather than crops:

"Michael is not dead yet. If he dies, you will become God as God has arranged, so we still have time, your own time."

"This is really bad news, even though I have known it for a long time, and it also makes me depressed." The girl rolled her eyes, not thanking her uncle for reminding her of this matter when she was happy: "These things you said are all What I don’t want to know, I should let you forget.”

"If you really did that, then you would be no different from God." Lucifer put his arm around the girl's shoulders and rubbed his face against the top of her head: "And we all know that you are different from him, he is a monster ,you are not."

"Lucky for you, my fallen uncle, so you already know the answer. I am not God, and I will not interfere with the matter of the Silent God. Although I really want to help humans, I have an agreement with my grandfather. As long as he As long as I live, I will remain neutral, just like him."

The girl blinked her eyes and gave a rejection answer again. Even if it was a reminder, she had no intention of saying it.

The so-called agreement is not so easy to break. Although the body of God is dead, God is not dead.

Lucifer also knew that he just didn't want to admit it. He would rather deceive himself and maintain a good mood for a while longer.

"You still don't understand, my dear." The blond devil walked out of the farmland. He sat on the ridge of the field and conjured water to wash his feet: "The old man always said that he was a shepherd and humans were his sheep. The problem now is It’s no longer a pack of wolves coming outside the fence, but another group of shepherds, or a ‘shepherd group’?”

His hands and feet are very beautiful, the most beautiful appearance that humans can imagine, but when he rubs the gaps between his toes with his fingers, it still looks a bit funny and not like a god.

"I understand, I know, I understand." Yin Lian also walked out of the field, but her feet were clean and would never be contaminated with dirt: "I also watch TV news and know the virtues of those big groups. Others' flocks are said to be taken care of, but in fact they are occupied. At most, a little bit of soup will be given to the original shepherd, but this is not a reason to affect my neutrality."

"Okay, I probably understand what you mean, so it's time for me to say goodbye." Lucifer took a few more strawberries from the basket, put them into his handkerchief, and prepared to take them with him on the road: "But I don't manage the sheep. , and allowing hostile gods to destroy the flock are two different things.”

He already knew the information he wanted. The girl might be very powerful, but she was still too young and lacked patience, which allowed her to reveal flaws in the conversation and leak some things.

"It seems you have made a decision." Yin Lian was indifferent to this, and she walked towards the picnic cloth under the big tree.

"Yes, do what you don't want to do, intervene." Satan sighed, but soon smiled handsomely: "I thought that the experience of living among humans would make you more like me, but I didn't expect that you would be more like me." Like Michael, inheritance is a terrible thing, and you learned a lot about his stubbornness."

"Maybe you should have stayed here and taught me, then I might have been more like you, but we're still family anyway, so I guess I'm still like you in some ways."

The girl stopped and turned around. The wind blew her black hair, which was not like God or Michael. There was something different in her eyes that God would never have - emotion.

The next second, she took out a coin from her pocket:

"This is the Tarot key of Bassanos. Today, when fate is dead, it can exert hundreds or thousands of times the power of the past, and even become the controller of fate..."

"Oh, I originally wanted you to return it to Norma." Lucifer put on his shoes and arranged his suit and tie: "So now that you have control of your destiny, what are you going to do?"

Yin Lian didn't answer. She put the coin in the palm of her hand, then turned her hand and pressed it on her uncle's chest. In an instant, golden light bloomed, and the whole world turned white.

The majestic hymn sounded between heaven and earth, as if witnessing the arrival of God, but she was not God, at least not yet.

"ah!

! "

As strong as Lucifer, he couldn't help but scream, but the pain he felt was not in his chest, but on his back. A strange and familiar force poured into his body, and he felt as if he was once again whole.

After a while, the girl withdrew her palm, put the coin back into the small pocket of her jeans, and patted it with her hand.

Lucifer, who was sweating profusely, knelt down and gasped. A large amount of red smoke emitted from his body, which was a sign that blood had evaporated from his pores.

"what have you done?"

he asked his niece.

"I have an agreement with God not to interfere in human affairs, but there is nothing in this agreement that stipulates that I cannot give gifts to my family."

Yin Lian showed a more cunning smile, and she used her eyes to signal her uncle to look behind her.

Those are three pairs of golden wings, representing the glory of the supreme, powerful, holy and beautiful Seraph. They are also things that Lucifer once gave up. At this time, under the dual control of God and fate in the future, they have returned to him.

"You first gave up the power of Seraph for freedom, and then gave up the power of Satan. Now I return the former to you. It is just a simple gift. You are not required to do anything with it. Do you understand?"

"Hiss, it seems that you are really like me. You are very clever. You have learned to take advantage of the loopholes in the contract. You will be a good Satan."

Although I don’t like this kind of power very much, because it represents restraint, power is power, and I need it now, so Lucifer smiled. He touched his wings. He felt a little uncomfortable after losing them for so long:

"Okay, dear, I'm very happy, but after I get some things done, I'll give this power back to fate."

The girl waved her hands impatiently. She walked towards her picnic cloth, towards her fabricated friends, and towards her own lonely story:

"That matter will be discussed elsewhere. You have to discuss it with your grandfather, but for now, you are welcome to return to the ranks of the gods, my uncle, the eternal light of light."