Throne of Shadows

Hell, if it was really in hell, Dongchen might feel better.

Lonely and lonely, Dongchen had walked alone in this wasteland made of corpses for countless years.

Maybe one year, maybe ten years, maybe... 1 years!

There is no breath of life, only the smell of corruption.But the smell of corruption gradually faded with the passage of time until it was tasteless.

When something becomes a habit or an instinct, people will subconsciously ignore it.

For example, the pile of corpses in front of Dongchen.For example, the corruption in Dongchen's nose.

The sun that bleeds into the sky seems to hang there forever.

where to goWhere can I go?Dongchen didn't know, he only knew to move forward, all the way forward.

Go, can't stop.If you stop, you will only feel deep despair.

But... when walking also becomes mechanical, instinctive, and forgotten, what is left?

Shout?

Maybe……

It's a good idea.

Dongchen started shouting, shouting, shouting, shouting non-stop.

Shouting, shouting, Dongchen stopped shouting.

Not tired, but pointless.

Looking at the bones under his feet, seeing their distorted faces, or the faces that could not be seen at all, a desire to destroy rose in Dongchen's heart.He even wanted to eat the corpses under his feet.Dongchen, I don't want to see them again.

"Give me death!"

Divide the corpse, crush the bones, and raise ashes.

The blood sword condensed at some point in his hand, slashing wildly, the blood-colored sky seemed to be darker... no, it should be redder.The red turns purple, the purple turns black, the black makes people intoxicated, and the black makes people haggard.

Breathing blood, chopping corpses.

Walking alone in the boundless wasteland, Dongchen only sees destruction.He seemed to be a wolf, a lone wolf!A lone wolf walking alone.

"Did I forget something?"

The pale dry bones in his hands were crushed, and the man standing among the dry bones frowned.

The wind is blowing, red wind, like blood.

The man stood quietly in the wind, with a bloody sword pierced with dry bones in his hand.Gradually, his eyes lost focus.

"Who am I? I seem to have forgotten something? Something important? What should I do?"

Thinking, chopping, the dry bones under the man's feet were reduced to powder bit by bit, until there was no more complete piece.The man raised his head, and there was something strange in his gray eyes...

The blood wind drifted by, and a dark red cloak hung on his shoulders.Bone powder flew, and dead bones were built into armor.A crystal crown fell from the sky, the man raised his head, stared at it, and suddenly swung his sword to slash angrily.

The crystal slipped down, and the pale eyes were bright: "I am Dongchen, the son of the setting sun. My existence is destined to be the master. My destiny does not need you to play with. Maya, there is no need to come back, this world You are not welcome. I refuse to be crowned, because I must go to the top."

"You will regret this……"

Majestic, solemn voice, without a trace of resentment, only eternal peace, as if what was being said was not a curse, but a fact.

He held his head high in contempt, letting the crown powder stain him.

The fine black hair slid off with the powder, turned gray, and grew wildly to the waist.Dongchen turned around and raised his sword to the sky, his long hair fluttering like snow.

Remnant... solution!

Blood mist, bone powder, the whole world is shaking, the only one who is not shaking is Dong Chen.

"I am the ruler here. This is my world."

With a sword cut, the blood red dissipated, and a light shone in the darkness.

"I came out of the dark and the world changed."

The crystal skull on top of the head snapped!It exploded, a pair of gray and white lights up, Dongchen opened his eyes, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, brother is awake, brother is awake!" Annie was jumping happily, clapping her little hands.Ai Wei'er quietly wiped away her tears, moved her body, and stopped again.

Christina smiled at her encouragingly. The little goblin moved forward anxiously, but backed away with fear, struggling and having complicated thoughts.

"Are you awake?" Dong Chen's gaze penetrated the last line of defense in his heart, and the little goblin smiled.

Walking slowly, she sat down lightly, her slender nails scratched her tall and straight nose, and whispered: "You know? I keep asking myself if I should be happy. But I've never been happy. I know I'm in love with I lost someone I shouldn't love."

Ai Wei'er's desolate smile was like the wind blowing on the lake in winter.

"Uncle Longa is dead, and I have no relatives anymore. As a holy woman, I should have married a Beamon to show my strength for the prosperity of the orcs. But my holiness was polluted by you."

"..."

A drop of crystal slipped down, and Ai Weier looked at Dong Chen who was silent, and shed bitter tears: "I should hate you. But when you really closed your eyes in front of me, I suddenly realized... I lost my whole body. world."

Caressing the hair with slender hands, the tears are like rain.Dongchen remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"I have asked myself more than once, is it because there is only hatred left that I care so much about you. But after thinking about it for a long time, there is no answer."

Holding her legs tightly with her hands, her chin covering her knees, the little fairy continued to confide quietly: "Slowly recall the little things after we met, recall the changes in my heart, and recall the you who didn't know when I liked you. I have been thinking, It would be nice if we could keep traveling in the desert. Even if you hated people so much at that time, so annoying. But at least, you are still alive..."

"I……"

Stretching out her hand to cover Dong Chen's open mouth, Ai Wei'er shook her head: "You are my man. I have imagined countless times what my man would look like? Tall? Handsome? Strong and powerful? Maybe he has a bad temper occasionally. And beat me. And I'm going to have a bunch of kids for him."

Laughing self-deprecatingly, tears slid down his clothes, smashed to pieces: "My dream is shattered because of you. You are different from the man I always imagined. You are not the man I like, but I fell in love with you." Ai Wei'er stared at Dong Chen: "When you stood still after seeing Annie, I couldn't help but realize that I have fallen in love with you already! Now, I just want to ask you..."

"You ask..." Dongchen's voice was so dry that even he didn't know it.

"If, that day, I was standing behind Sister Christina, would you still stand there?"

The soul-piercing pupils stared at Dongchen without blinking.

Dongchen didn't back down, nor dodge.Frowning, thinking for a long time, shaking his head: "I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. My reason tells me that I should get out of the way. But what will actually happen, I don't know. Because that day, I also didn't get out of the way .”

A powerful big hand caressed her delicate face, her eagle-like eyes were filled with confusion.

"Instinct overcame reason and let me stand in front of Annie and push Christina away. I won't lie or lie to my own woman. So, I don't know."

Turning his head, looking at the little angel who was stunned, Dongchen asked cautiously: "Annie, do you blame brother?"

"No way!" Tilting her head, her seductive face flushed.Annie showed two sweet dimples and a pure and holy smile, which seemed to be able to infect everything in the world.

Ai Weier looked at Dongchen, then at Annie, and also smiled.