I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

This goblin was born from the magic eye. Although it cannot be like Balor, whoever looks at it will die, it does have the ability to directly see the death of all things.

The fairies who inherited Balor's grudge would naturally become disasters.

However, this is not the case.

The goblin, who sees the death of all things, witnesses the alternation of life and death. There is no doubt that this is the perspective of God.

From God's perspective, amidst Balor's resentment, this goblin instead eulogized life.

This is really ironic.

But no one knows this, the goblins regard it as a different kind, and those who know its existence regard it as a disaster.

For the rest of his life, he will live under the identity of "Son of Balor".

With no name, no past, no future, and no present, the identity of "Balor" conceals everything.

But he denies it, if the role is determined by birth alone, then it must be wrong.

Barrow was Barrow, and he was him.

However, when everyone thinks he is Balor, but he is not Balor, who would it be?

He has been looking for an answer to this question.

But no one told him, and no one would pay attention to him, everyone was avoiding him, even if he told them "I won't hurt you, so please don't avoid me", but no one would believe it, Just because he's "Baroll".

Even though everyone regarded her as a different kind and a joke, the goblin never gave up from the beginning to the end.

He has always firmly believed that Balor is not himself, let alone determine himself.

From the perspective of a god, he looks directly at death, but from the standpoint of a human, he sings praises of life.The goblin imitates many kind personalities, uses her abilities to help others, and wants to be recognized by others, but all she gets is panic.

No matter what he did, all he got was panic, because from the beginning to the end, no one regarded him as his kind, because he was the son of Balor.

The goblin was disappointed, but did not give up.

Balor is Balor, and he, not Balor!

It's just that no one has ever been willing to understand him, and the identity of a "Baluoer" covers up all of this.

Until you meet that person.

The boy who loved this land more than anyone else, who grieves for others' sorrows and rejoices for others' joys.

That year, he was only six years old and had a runny nose.

Was chased by the demon pig and fell into his lair.

The boy looked at him, terrified.

And he could clearly see the boy's death, but he didn't hurt the boy, just sent him out.

Later, the boy often came to him and shared his troubles with him.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I am the Goblin of Evil, Balor." the goblin asked.

"You are a good man," said the boy.

The goblin has not been able to describe in detail what his emotions were at that time.But there is no doubt that he settled in that forest.

The boy often came to him to share his troubles, such as the poor harvest this year, or the nagging of his father and mother... The goblin listened carefully to the trivial life chores.

The goblin almost watched the boy grow, from a six-year-old with a runny nose, to a well-built teenager at twelve.

The boy who was once hunted down by the devil pig can already hold a knife and hunt down the devil pig.

Later, the kingdom was in turmoil, and the boy was conscripted to join the army. Before leaving, he came to say goodbye to the goblin.

The goblin asked him: "I am the goblin of evil, Balor, are you really not afraid of me?"

The boy smiled and said, "What are you talking about? You are my friend who can cry and laugh and listen to my worries. Why should I be afraid of you?"

The goblin ran away crying.

For the first time, he had a friend who was willing to accept him.

From that day on, the evil goblin disappeared, replaced by a young magician who appeared beside the boy.

The magician watched the young man join the army, and watched him become friends and brothers with other young men from all over the world, fight the enemy together, and get promoted together.

Friends who are all brothers chat and fart, play and play.

The magician always thought that was what he was looking for.

Later, the empire collapsed, and the Age of Gods began to disappear, and the young man also took the opportunity to raise troops and became a king.

However, the teenager had a falling out with his brothers.

Especially with a falling out with his most important and closest brother.

Once the Age of Gods disappears, all people on the British island will die.

And the power of the Age of Gods was finally inherited by his brother. The king thought it was the will of the island and asked his brother to make the last fight, but his brother believed that if the Age of Gods does not disappear, human beings will not be able to stand upright. The long seat, and the power of this island, was entrusted to him by the planet to deal the last blow to the Age of Gods.

The king was very angry and asked loudly: "Does the price have to be the death of our compatriots and our blood relatives? Tell me! Ah! Tell me! Why should we sacrifice our compatriots and our blood relatives? Why? ——!”

His brother nodded in grief, while other people who knew about this matter also fell silent and stood by his brother's side.