RYJO

"Gods love their children."

This sentence continues to echo through my mind again, but I've known for a long time how ironic it is, I can only sneer at this thought.

Gods have lived over a dozen millennia. Look how easily they get bored over the years. They aren't even willing to miss the life of an ant.

They would stoop so low as to find excitement in this kind of show. I don't know who is more  pathetic, is it my life or theirs. 

I take a bite of the red apple as I stare at the gloomy sky pouring with rain. I put down the unfinished apple on the table and stood up.

It's time to put on a good show for them. And when this finally ends, I'll collect every debt they have incurred.

Table of Rebirth: Hidden deity of the apocalypse

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