The world-devouring dragon

Somewhere under the sea, an ancient temple.

The dark thing with an unclear face on the throne is still sleeping quietly. Its naked body is only wrapped with a white cloth around its waist, and its exposed strong chest does not show the slightest rise and fall, like a cold body. The same as the corpse.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, no matter how flowers bloom and fall, the prosperity and decline change, there will be no change in this ancient temple, as if it is isolated from time...

And in this silence, suddenly a breeze blew, and in the wind, a petal from nowhere appeared quietly, swaying gently in the wind, and finally slowly fell on the shoulder of the dark thing.

On the throne, the sleeping dark thing has not awakened.

Immediately, a pair of slender arms slowly stretched out from behind the sleeping dark thing, and the cold catkin gently touched the dark thing's cheek. There seemed to be a woman's chuckle in the wind.

The long silver-white hair fell like a waterfall, covering the face of the dark thing from top to bottom. He lowered his head and stared at the dark thing beneath him with a pair of bright eyes.

No one can tell clearly what the dark thing looks like, because it has no actual appearance. What a woman sees is a lover, a man sees a beautiful lady, and an old man sees a child. In the eyes of a child, there is an old man with a kind face and kind eyes... There are a thousand faces in the eyes of a thousand people, but none of them can represent something dark.

It is just an idea, with no actual form, and no words spoken are true. Whether it is to seduce angels or deceive humans, everything it says is just playing with the emotions and desires of life in order to achieve its own goals.

A woman once said to her daughter, "Don't listen to this guy." But she herself was deceived by this guy. Even though she knew she was being deceived, she was still willing to be deceived.

Looking down at the dark thing sitting on the throne, the owner of the arm gently stroked its cheek, slender fingertips sliding slowly.

Satan means the enemy of God.

In this world, except God, everything is under it, fear it, revere it, but the owner of the arm is not afraid of it. She knows exactly what the character of the guy in front of her is.

Greedy, violent, cruel, deceitful...but he is not bloodthirsty. Just like humans would not trample ants to death for no reason, killing people or animals for no reason is as boring in its eyes as crushing bugs.

"Interesting, you are not looking for your daughter."

A low and calm voice sounded.

The voice was cold and indifferent, without any fluctuations. No matter the woman behind him or the daughter with his blood, there was no fluctuation in the voice.

With a smile in her eyes, she just shook her head. The woman was as calm and gentle as before, and answered softly in a cold voice.

"The child has grown up long ago and already has a husband. She doesn't need me to be by her side."

The dark thing did not answer her anymore, but continued to fall into a deep sleep.

To it, it is just a little bug. Except for the fact that this little bug can unexpectedly retain a part of its soul and a little bit of obsession, there is nothing worthy of its concern.

However, although the dark thing no longer responded to it, the owner of the hand did not stop speaking.

"Adam and Eve both died without regrets. They had experienced everything human beings, all the emotions, love, hate, resentment, anger, joy... Therefore, they had nothing to say about this world. I feel nostalgic, but I still have some regrets..."

She whispered, even though she knew the only person she wanted to talk to wouldn't listen, she didn't mind and just spoke quietly.

"I really envy Adam and Eve... That child was able to die without regrets. It was so wonderful."

She spoke softly, and couldn't help but smile. To her, Adam was like her younger brother, ignorant and ignorant. She was also relieved to know that Adam and Eve died peacefully in the end.

But...what about myself?

The woman fell silent.

She only has a small part of the remnant soul of the woman named "Lilith" during her lifetime. Even though she knows that she has unresolved obsessions in her heart, she doesn't know what her obsessions are. She just feels a vague sense of unwillingness.

Lowering her head, the woman spoke in a soft voice in the ear of the dark thing.

"Perhaps her regret...is related to you. She really liked you when she was alive."

And there was only a cold and deep voice that responded to her.

"Love? Boring, the weak feelings of a little insect."

There was a bit of contempt and arrogance in that voice.

"So, what about the guy who has offspring with a bug?"

However, the soft female voice then chuckled and said. As she spoke, the woman's slender hands caressed the dark thing's cheek, slowly leaned down and kissed it gently...

There were no too many tricks. The woman never actively tried to kiss anyone whether she was alive or dead, so it was just a simple lip kiss, but this simple lip kiss made her feel inexplicably at ease.

The remaining emotions from her life were surging in her body, making her seem to feel the passion and shyness of the woman named "Lilith" during her lifetime.

But she also understood that the person in front of her was not the one she regretted when she was alive. That woman was already content when she was alive and did not ask for anything more.

"Sure enough... I really liked you when I was alive."

As she muttered, looking at the displeased expression on the dark thing's face when it opened its eyes, the woman reluctantly let go of her hand. If she didn't let go, this guy would really smash herself to pieces. This monster didn't. The concept of human sympathy and love, and then, in the woman's chuckle, she turned into petals and dispersed, and there was only a faint sigh in the rain of flowers raised by the wind.

"A monster who doesn't know love..."

She was able to come here this time only because there were only a few people left in the human race, and her obsession to remain in the human body through her bloodline had become stronger than ever before, so she could only show it, but she could still sustain it until now. Her strength had been exhausted.

How long will she have to wait for the next time she has a chance to appear in this world? Or maybe, there may never be another chance? Who knows.

The dark thing sitting high on the throne, with its pair of vertical snake eyes, watched indifferently as the rain of flowers in front of it scattered into light spots, and then disappeared little by little, without any excessive movement, even if a woman kissed it. At that time, it didn't make any movement. Surprisingly, it didn't directly crush the woman's remaining soul.

"God, is this what you're asking for? That's boring."

It sneered, and the scene around it changed...

Pure white fireworks were all around, vaguely showing a temple-like structure, and in front of the dark thing was a black and white chessboard. Beyond the chessboard, the god shrouded in light was looking at him.