I started doing God’s work from Xingyue

Who is shepherding?

There is no doubt that it is human.

Does God have what is called love?

In the past, a knowledgeable scholar suddenly raised such a question in his later years.

And this is a ridiculous question, not only for those onlookers who feel ridiculous and angry about it, but also for myself who asked the question.

Whether God possesses love is a question that is ridiculous both to the person who raises the question and to God who is the center of the question.

Gods and humans never stand in the same world, and the worlds belonging to the two are not even intertwined in a real sense.

This kind of question is like asking if an ant is trampled to death. Will the dead ant have an emotion called anger towards the human being who caused its death?

There are many answers, and they are also all kinds of strange.

So is it important?

There are answers to this question, and they are all strange.

But there is such an answer that can solve 90.00% of the doubts.

that's not important.

Because it is not oneself who is trampled to death, but the existence of other people, even if it is just an insignificant ant.

Walking among the clouds, Illya realized a lot.

She didn't know whether her understanding at this moment and the knowledge she gained would be useful for her future, but she knew that at this moment, she had indeed grown.

The adult's figure is gradually shrinking, and with every step, her figure is getting smaller according to the decline in human age.

In six breaths, she returned to her original posture.

Originally holy and charming coexisted, and the clothes belonging to angels also showed a hint of childish purity at this moment.

Growing up was her wish, but more than six thousand years of experience made her accept everything about herself.

As long as she wants, she can still become her original appearance, and this is the essence of her becoming an angel.

The existence of angels never has a truly stable form.

It's like the so-called appearance comes from the heart, and that is the description closest to the essence of an angel.

And that's how she is at this moment.

It's just that after she became an angel, for more than [-] years, she gave the name Ilia too strong a definition, so now he is still Ilia, but with another identity, or a completion. the incomplete self.

Angel of hope, Illyasviel von Einzbern!

She took back, or rather regained, the name Illyasviel von Einzbern.

At this moment, her existence is like a vortex, attracting other existences named Illyasviel von Einzbern.

Yes, she is reining in her own existence and becoming the only one.

She had been able to do this for a long time, but it wasn't until the moment she turned into an angel that she truly reached this step.

A pause, a gentle breath.

Heaven has arrived.

Pure white clouds form the land beneath your feet. Everything in front of you is beautiful, so beautiful that it can satisfy everyone's different definitions of beauty.

But the paradise in front of us is illusory, just like a castle in the air.

After all, the real paradise has not yet been built, and the land we walk along is just the heaven that accommodates paradise, an undecorated pure land.

But something is already there.

Entering heaven, walking on the land paved with pure white clouds, she stepped into it until the depths.

And there, she was already waiting for her.

Yes, it was her, not his presence.

But there is no difference between the two.

The moment she became an angel, as the only angel in heaven, she was also the closest to the existence of God at this moment. She could be compared to God's right-hand man, Archangel Michael or Morning Star Archangel Lucifer. She could be said to be aware of the existence of Xuanye. The most one.

He even understood her better than Sister Kui, who had a physical relationship with Xuan Ye and gave birth to Xiao Ying.

This is a strange statement, but it is also true.

Although the focus is completely different, it is also an implementation.

The pure white clouds had a hint of gold, which meant that they were no longer pure existence, just like her in front of them.

A girl she knew well.

Meyou....

Yes, Miyou.

She appeared in front of him with an indifferent look on her face.

She is Miyu, but she is not. She is just wearing a skin called Miyu.

But she can become Miyu, because Meiyou, who has accepted Xuan Ye's power, has also become a disciple of Xuan Ye. She can control the power that she rejected in the past, called the power of God.

This is also the reason why Xuan Ye originally wanted to make Meiyou a saint, but now he should make some changes.

She is hope, even though she is still a childish being.

But just as heaven and hell are opposites, angels must also maintain a delicate balance.

Such is the case with the mythical Lucifer and Michael.

But in the end, this balance was broken and became a dispute between angels and hell.

The heaven and hell belonging to Xuan Ye will not become enemies, but this does not mean that there is no need for balance.

Regarding this point, the fifth method mastered by Sister Aozaki Aoko and now Sister Orange Aozaki has already explained the necessity of balance.

It is order and balance.

She is the existence of hope, and therefore needs an opposite existence to check and balance.

This kind of check and balance is not a simple confrontation, but a subtle twin, the coexistence of two opposites.

"So...can you change your appearance?"

There was a moment of hesitation as she pondered her words.

She needs to think carefully about how to deal with it.

It was not a human being, but an existence she was familiar with.

She already knew it before coming here and after becoming an angel.

And before everything started, she saw each other.

But not here, but outside, which is the most intimate place for it.

And that's called the system!

Yes, it is the system and the core that maintains the existence of heaven.

It is a special life condensed by the faith of 57 billion believers.

It wasn't meant to be, and it couldn't have come this far.

But in Xuan Ye's hands, and with the love of his power called Spiritual Pregnancy, it was able to reach a level that it would have been impossible to set foot on.

If Alaya were here and saw its existence, he would probably be ecstatic.

Because the thing in front of me is Alaya, but it is different from Alaya.

When considered as a collection of human consciousness, its existence is far more perfect than Alaya.

The existence of human beings is not its key point. It needs humans, but it does not only need humans. Unlike Alaya, it was born because of humans and is also trapped by humans.

For it in front of you, it only needs faith, life, and energy.

There are many existences that can replace humans and believers for it, so humans are not that important to it.

Like the master who created it... "How about this?"

Miyu in front of her spoke, and as the clouds and mist drifted, Miyu disappeared in just an instant, and a strange girl she had never seen before appeared in front of her.

With her petite body, the close-fitting black cheongsam closely outlines her petite and graceful curves. A golden dragon glows faintly on the black cheongsam, like a living creature.

There was a touch of coldness on her beautiful face, and her eyes were particularly indifferent, but there was also a touch of arrogance.

The familiar round head, with a butterfly-style hairpin on one side, is blue, with a faint black border.

Behind the round head, there are two long braids that fall down.

The sight of him in front of him was filled with a certain familiar impression, but he seemed different.

Ilia didn't understand the confusion in capital letters, even though she knew the other person's name at the moment.

Kosaki, or Feisaki...

It's a bit strange.

Of course, not because of the name, but because of her existence.

"Is this his memory?"

The person in the words is naturally Xuan Ye, after all, he created the woman in front of her.

"Ah."

[Feisaki] nodded slightly. As a creation of its master, it has no specific image. The reason is very simple. It wanted to satisfy the regrets of its master who had a bad taste in the first half of his life, so it did not prepare the corresponding things for it at all. The body can transform everything, although there are limitations to everything.

So in the beginning it was her, not just it.

But this is also the bad taste of his master.

"Is there anything else?"

[Feisaki]'s voice was very light and soft.

Even though her words would enter Illya's ears clearly, Illya would still have the illusion that she didn't hear anything.

Even if reality is not like that.

But she knew that the other party was issuing an eviction order.

This made her a little helpless.

As for that?

It was obviously you who asked me to come.

"I only asked you to come here to make a mark."

[Feisaki] closed her eyes slightly and said calmly: "It's better now. As hope, you can come to heaven at any time. When you come here, just come and help me when you have time."

"Do you still want me to do this kind of thing?"

Illya opened her eyes slightly, it's obviously your job!

In response, [Feisaki] just said lightly: "It's just boring. It doesn't matter if you don't come. I will take care of it."

As she spoke, she raised her slender arms.

It was also at this time that Illya discovered that the other person's surgical mask was of the same color as the cheongsam, and the type was also very close to the skin.

So...astringent?

It should be said that her whole existence exudes an inexplicable astringency. It is obvious that the whole person looks like a combination of familiar impressions in the book, but it is so different.Illusive shadows emerged from the ground, carrying a black color that was incompatible with the surrounding surroundings.

It's a shadow...

And it is the shadow of those forms.

As believers who are willing to share everything for the Lord, their shadows are naturally among them.

Therefore, she can drive in front of her.

The real awareness of feelings asking me to help is just for chatting?

Or find someone to talk to?

Illya sighed softly, and then smiled.