The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 136 He Comes From Heaven (End)
【The world is full of lies】

【I would rather be blind and see nothing.】

Ah!
Ahhhhh!

I stopped thinking!
But my throat was out of consciousness.It was roaring and suffering with all its strength, and the sound almost pushed my eyeballs out of my head!
What am I?
Am I one of those demons?

Is it the demons I slaughtered along the way?

My throat was broken, blood rushed into my lungs along the trachea, I was coughing violently and miserably, but I could only curl up on the ground, desperately trying to tear off the face that I had torn off with my own hands... Stick it back on your face.

That's my face!

That's my face!

I would give anything to get this sentence imprinted on my mind.

At this moment, the words of the priest entered my ears.

"Here is heaven, where the restless souls will be saved"

He is preaching to me!

"You are in pain, I can save you"

There was no pity in his tone. If I could raise my head at this time, I should be able to see that he is here.
laugh!
There was a sound of steel colliding, I raised my head, and saw a pig-headed man walking towards me, the sound came from its feet, it was the locked iron chain, deeply sunken into the flesh, rust mixed with dryness of blood.

And on its hands were holding a bowl of disgusting and smelly soup and another pair of iron chains.

"Drink this drug and stop thinking, boy, thinking is just painful. You just follow me, because, I know everything you need to do."

Give up thinking?
Yes, I don't want to think about it anymore, this memory is too painful, too painful!
I struggled to stretch out my hand, wanting to take the soup, wanting to hold the iron chain
However. I saw that the pig's ears were sewn on the scalp with dense threads.

I suddenly remembered something.

That guy named Hobert, that "person" called Mary whose throat I had cut off, and me, I finally realized what it all meant.

lie!cheat!enslavement!

We are the most humble labor force, we work for this paradise, and when we have exhausted our last bit of value, we will become the meat on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

And this iron chain means that we are --- willingly!
anger!
I felt angry again, but this time, it wasn't at these weird pig-headed people with pig heads.

But to the bishop sitting in the chair, to the angels with their crude rings, to all "people"!
I overturned the poison in my hand that could forget everything, and pulled out the butcher knife from my waist.

"This pig is crazy! He has been corrupted by evil!"

growled the Bishop, and I could see his yellow teeth, and his bloody tongue.

The slaughterhouse was boiling, and countless figures surged up and surrounded me.

And those figures... turned out to be... those "pigs"!

They want to kill me?

"Hawk!" An angel handed an ax to the pig closest to him: "You have been chosen by God, go up and purify this demon!"

"What?" I was shocked: "No, I am not a demon! We are companions! They are the demons."

I yelled, but the pig called Hawke still came towards me with the axe.

I suddenly realized that it was me before, and I became those demons that I slaughtered with my own hands.

"You must obey me! Demons come from your thoughts, they wriggle in the pits of hell, lying on top of sinful maggots, they will swallow your soul for eternity!"

The bishop screamed, the sound was so ugly, and it blew into my eardrums with the foul breath.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and the ax came to me, adding another scar on my body.
I am in pain, but this pain is nothing compared to the pain in my heart. Why?Why is the truth the way it is?Could it be that all the poor laborers here, like me, have worked so hard to jump from one abyss to another?

Another ax blade struck, I remained silent, letting it sink into my flesh.

With a low growl, tears ran across my ravine-ridden skin.
I raised the butcher knife and cut Hawk's throat.

【He died and I also understood the meaning of the massacre】

I am a butcher.So I copied my old business and started my slaughter.

Perhaps death is the redemption of these poor pigs.

You don't have to suffer anymore!

massacre!

massacre!

Finally, my broken body became the only thing standing on the pool of blood. Those angels and pigs were all chaotically piled up on the floor of the temple, and I couldn't tell them apart.

I walked towards the bishop slowly, and he was hiding behind the chair. I pulled him out!
"My merciful Lord, I have forgiven you."

Woo~!

Without listening to him finish, I put my hand in his mouth up to the elbow.
I wanted to find out if there was something disgusting in his body that made him tell those horrible lies.

However. nothing
This is the memory I have been looking for.

here is heaven
Let me forget all this.

I thought, looking around aimlessly at everything.

At this time, I found the bowl, which was lying quietly next to the skin that I had peeled off. It was not broken, and, in that bowl, there was still some fishy soup that hadn't been spilled.

I jumped on it as if I had found a treasure, and drank the soup inside!

He put the face on his head again.

【Maybe in this way, I can forget about all of this! 】

Just like that, I walked out of the temple, and the wind couldn't blow away the blood on my body. .

Where am I going?

I looked at the river, the water was so clear and beautiful, I found that what I was looking for was so incompatible with me
Perhaps, I am only worthy of sinking into the smelly sea of ​​blood and becoming those demons who climbed to the shore. Originally, I was one of them.

I laughed and cried too.

I turned around and walked towards the peak of the sea of ​​blood, opened my arms, and jumped down!
"Will I die?"

I don't know. Maybe, maybe not, but it doesn't matter because, I will forget all this eventually.

This is my greatest wish at the moment.

In the darkness, there is endless pain, they are like tiny maggots, burrowing into the flesh, along the blood vessels, gnawing at every inch of my bones.

In pain, I don't know how long it lasted.

Finally, a drop of rain fell on my brow.

I wake up.
I don't know this world, I don't know who I am, I only know that I have a body full of scars, and an ugly face, these scars seem to have endured millions of reincarnations, covering one side .

Why are they here?

I don't know I don't know anything.
So, I can only walk forward along this scarlet sea of ​​blood
I walked through a village, and the villagers told me that the village was rebuilt decades ago because there was a fire here.

How can I get my memory back, I asked.

They point to the end of the sea of ​​blood where legend says there is a temple.
One of the cruelest journeys in the world.

What's more cruel is that this journey will be repeated thousands of times.

And every time, it's a brand new pain.

That day, I dragged my tired body and walked on the shore of the sea of ​​blood. Not long ago, I just asked a passerby if there was any way to retrieve the lost memory.He pointed to me in the direction of the end of the sea of ​​blood.

So I go and go.

I do not know how long it has been
I smell a smoke.
It was a shaggy-haired man, smoking a cigarette, standing on the shore, the scarlet tide washing his ankles.

"Do you want to escape?"

he ask me.
I don't know what he means by escape, escape from this paradise?To escape this pain?Or escape from a. reincarnation?

So I muttered, not knowing how to answer.

He smiled, as if he knew my doubts.

So, he threw the smoke into the sea of ​​blood.
In an instant, the scarlet blood, like the most potent corpse oil, was instantly ignited, and the flames went straight to the dome. Tens of thousands of suns were scorched and screamed piercingly. I have never seen heaven so bright. The scorching flames scorched my face.
The man smiled inexplicably.

And I cried out of nowhere
(End of this chapter)