i created the old gods

Chapter 1 The Day the Stars Return
A green moon is embedded in the black screen-like night sky. The night fog is filled with fog, like a layer of silver gauze, covering millions of stars and making them eclipsed.

"The day when the stars return to their alignment. When the gods awaken"

"great"

"You are the ruler of the old days."

"You are the controller of."

“You are the source of everything and you create everything”

"what!!!"

Jingchuan woke up from his sleep, sat up directly from the bed, and kept taking deep breaths. He was covered in sweat, his face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Huhu, huhu"

An invisible voice reverberated in the room, as if some eyes were watching Jing Chuan around, Jing Chuan couldn't help feeling a little scared.

It was the same dream again, but this time, what Jingchuan heard was more detailed.

The dream is full of weird patterns and weird people. They seem to be chanting a name all the time. In the dream, I seem to be in the center of the altar, neither angry nor happy, just like a machine, without any expression. This feeling. It's like it has no substance, it's empty.

In any case, Jingchuan no longer wants to sleep. He doesn't want to return to that weird altar and face those unknown creatures whether they are humans or some other unknown creature.

Jingchuan, who is handsome in appearance, studied at Columbia University in New York, USA. His academic performance is not bad but not bad. He is one of the Chinese international students that teachers usually fail to remember.

Until one night a month ago, when the entire dormitory building was awakened by Jingchuan's screams, Jingchuan's life was no longer ordinary.

That was Jingchuan's first dream, and he dreamed of the same scene. However, Jingchuan didn't know what he was dreaming about for the first time, but it felt very scary.

After that, Jingchuan would have this dream every night, and every time he woke up, he would feel like there were eyes around him watching him. This made Jingchuan's energy weaker and weaker, and his roommates also complained a lot. Chuan had no choice but to rent a house.

Even if the environment is changed, the nightmare remains the same and continues.

However, as the nightmare changed, Jingchuan began to understand part of the content, but this part of the content was in an indescribable language. Jingchuan had never seen or heard such language.

But what impressed him most was the phrase "When the stars return to their alignment, the gods awaken."

What are the gods?What are the stars again?
Jing Chuan raised his head thoughtfully, looking at the sea of ​​stars, the stars were covered by dark clouds, and he couldn't see why.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually began to turn white, and the morning light outside the window was bright. The sunlight slanted into the room through the window. At this time, Jingchuan stood up, preparing to run around after a tiring day.

"It's eight o'clock sharp in the morning, Washington time, in this city."

Jingchuan had dark circles under his eyes and was feeling depressed. He took out the bread from the refrigerator, took a few stupid bites, and prepared to go out to see a psychiatrist.

He has already asked for a week off, and has seen almost all the well-known psychologists in New York. The doctors only told him that this is what he thinks about day and night, and that he should watch less TV dramas and novels and relax his mind. .

Heaven and earth conscience, I did read it before, but since the nightmare, I have no energy to eat, and I have stopped reading novels as a form of entertainment for who knows how long.

After putting away the tableware and beginning to get dressed in a daze, Jingchuan felt that his brain was filled with an indescribable feeling.

The weariness originating from the depths of his soul kept colliding, and Jingchuan felt like a walking zombie with no meaning in life.

Jingchuan didn't know how he got out of the door. He just felt that he had arrived at the destination of his trip as soon as he left the door. The process in the middle was empty and he had no impression at all.

New York University Medical Center, this is Jingchuan’s destination.His main idea when he came here was to prescribe some medicine to stimulate his spirit and prevent himself from being in this state.

As a Columbia University student, Jingchuan successfully made an appointment for psychological counseling.

The main reason why he came back to the New York University Medical Center was because Jingchuan had visited basically all the famous hospitals in New York, and his wealth, which was originally relatively wealthy, was now very small.

"Hello, I feel like I'm not in a normal state of mind lately. I often hear people talking in my head."

Sitting in front of a doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Jingchuan gave a brief introduction to his condition.

The doctor had some crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. After hearing Jingchuan's words, he immediately took out a "Davos Cognitive Bias Rating Scale" and smiled at Jingchuan: "Hello, I'm Michael , in this case, let’s make a table first.”

The Davos Cognitive Bias Rating Scale is used to evaluate cognitive biases in schizophrenia patients, especially patients with delusions. It is a relatively basic form. More importantly, it costs dozens of dollars to do it in the hospital.

Jingchuan quickly completed the form. Dr. Michael looked at the form for a while, and after whispering with another bald doctor, he took Jingchuan through a series of tests: Schizophrenia Cognitive Function Test Battery, Peter Edition The Delusion Questionnaire and the Hoddock version of the Psychiatric Symptom Rating Scale.

These tests took Jingchuan for a long time, and finally, under the professional eyes of Dr. Michael and Dr. Baldness, he came to a conclusion: Jingchuan actually did not have any mental illness at all.

Finally, Dr. Michael pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said politely to Jingchuan: "Sir, why don't you go to the State Mental Illness Prevention Center for a professional evaluation?"

Originally, Dr. Michael planned to tell Jingchuan directly that there was nothing wrong with you, but seeing Jingchuan's appearance, it was better to be more tactful.

"Thank you."

Jingchuan said weakly. He really didn't want to tell Dr. Michael that he came from the Mental Illness Prevention Center.
Dr. Michael looked at Jingchuan's leaving figure and was about to write down a record about Jingchuan in his notebook, but his mind was in a daze for a while, which actually made him forget to record this matter. The next moment, he felt A feeling of longing suddenly came from my heart
Dr. Michael shook his head and dispelled the desire in his heart, only feeling that it was his own illusion.

Jingchuan thanked Dr. Michael, sighed and prepared to leave. This whisper every night had disrupted Jingchuan's life. This demonic language lingered in his heart, and the dull pain in his head was even worse. No longer manifesting its presence.

Jingchuan was already driven crazy by the sound!
After bidding farewell to the hospital, Jingchuan didn't know what kind of mentality he had along the way back to the rental house. He opened the door and took off his shoes, and was about to take a short rest. The burst of pain unexpectedly spread again. Come!
"great"

"You are the ruler of the old days, and you are the ruler of the eternal night."

“You are the source of all, you are the Creator of all.”

"Please save your followers"

A clear voice exploded from his mind, and Jingchuan felt as if a silver needle was inserted from his temple!

Jingchuan fell to the ground and hit his forehead on the corner of the shoe rack. However, he didn't feel any pain at all. He only felt that the mental pain was unbearable!

He curled up and moaned involuntarily from his mouth. Jingchuan's screams became hysterical. As time went by, the screams gradually became lower and finally stopped.

As his consciousness gradually disappeared, Jingchuan only felt that his body gradually became lighter, the surrounding scenes quickly faded away, and the strange lights and shadows he could vaguely see gradually became real.

He seemed to have come to the sky above an altar, and around the altar, one after another figure knelt on the ground and worshiped the altar.

There were not many people visiting the altar, only about four or five, but they were all gorgeously dressed, had black hair and brown eyes, and were European and American with dark outlines. There was an indescribable fanaticism in their eyes.

The old noble at the head was wearing a silk hat, a white shirt, and a black vest, with a respectful expression. He completely laid his forehead on the ground and spoke respectfully, but there was a hint of confusion in his words: "Your most loyal servant is here. Being searched by the church of false gods, please send your decree to rescue your servant."

As the flames burned brightly and starlight penetrated Jingchuan's body, Jingchuan was a little overwhelmed by all of this.

who I am?where am iWhat's happening here?
Jingchuan raised his head subconsciously. In mid-air, above the black curtain, a red crescent moon hung high in the dome, shining peacefully.

On the side of the red moon, the stars are shining!

"The day when the stars return to their positions, when the gods wake up!"

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(End of this chapter)