The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

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Su Bai woke up from the dream, although he didn't know that there was only his soul left, but he was still dreaming.

But this is not the first time such a dream has occurred.

When I was in Uruk, I didn't have such a dream. Instead, after I came to the underworld, these dreams would appear alternately for a long time.

It's just that the ambiguous memory is not complete, so Su Bai can only ignore it for the time being.

Carve the last painting of the sixth orthographic character on the rock wall with its stone.

It is already the thirtieth day.

He sat on the rock wall where he stayed most often. From here, he could see how wide the underworld really is... as wide as it is, so empty.

This is not a place that people can fall in love with, at least Su Bai is unwilling to stay and settle here.

If you want to settle down, maybe the ocean in your dream is a very suitable place.

"you're awake?"

The slightly cold air came, and a hand naturally wrapped his arm.

Pale bones, terrifying appearance... Every time the goddess of the underworld appears like a ghost.

Compared with Yang Xuming's ghost wife next door, this side is obviously more explicit...

"Wake up." Su Bai glanced at Ereshkigal, this goddess has become more and more clingy recently, from the previous one or two hours to more than half a day, and even dragged herself to chat for a whole day day time.

After waking up several times, I saw a ghost as soon as I opened my eyes... as if I had become Sigma through time travel.

If it is not without a body, it will definitely be scared out of prostate problems.

Even if the ghost makes you a knee pillow, it doesn't feel much... The bone feels as stiff as a steel rod.

Su Bai said it bluntly, which proves that his emotional intelligence has been improved through his strong desire to survive.

"What the hell are you doing? Don't let me follow you."

Ereshkigal held his arm, and he could already touch Su Bai very naturally.

Su Bai's arm touched her ribs, the feeling as hard as a steel pipe made him feel delicate.

"Secret, I can't tell you yet, after all, I'm also in the experiment." Su Bai said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "It's just that I heard the past story of an old acquaintance, and I found it really difficult to operate it myself. .”

"Then, what story are you talking about today?" Ereshkigal didn't ask any further, but just looked forward to the next story. He couldn't hear enough stories, no matter how many they were.

Su Bai brewed for a while, and he thought it was time to speak.

After all, thirty days have passed, and the groundwork has been done, so there is no need to continue to delay.

He asked: "Do you still remember the stories of Suzuko Yuriko, Hyakkimaru, Saya and others?"

"Remember." The goddess asked, "What's wrong?"

"The story this time is also a lonely story..." Su Bai began to talk about the ancient past: "In the beginning, there used to be two gods united, Abzu who was named fresh water, and Tiamat who was salt water. , combined and gave birth to many gods. Afterwards, these offspring raised the flag against their original father, Abzu, and gained the dominance of the world. Tiamat calmly accepted the behavior of the children , This is the proof that the love of parent-child is better than the love of husband.”

"However, the swords of the gods even refused to let go of their own mother. Tiamat sighed, lost his mind, and then gave birth to a new offspring, and started a duel with the gods with these eleven monsters. And the war The final outcome is the defeat of Tiamat and the eleven monsters. The gods divided her dead body into two to create the heaven and the earth. It is said that this is the ceremony of the creation of the human world."

"Mesopotamian mythology..." Ereshkigal's expression was slightly complicated. She is the god in this mythology, and naturally knows these distant pasts, although she may not have been born at that time.

Su Bai continued: "After the creation of the world, order is needed. All creatures should obey the order created by the gods. One of the orders is called life and death... The dead cannot be resurrected, so who should manage the souls of dead lives? The gods discussed Then, I discovered the hollow world under the earth, so I decided to use this place as the underworld, and use the underworld as a place to restrain death."

"But the underworld needs a manager... All the gods are unwilling, the underworld is dull and depressed, and no one wants to be the god of the underworld. In the end, the gods, in order to avoid responsibility, turned their attention to a newly born god... This goddess was chosen right after she was born, and as the manager of the underworld, she was thrown into the underworld and became the cornerstone of the underworld. She became a victim of the order of life and death, got an empty underworld, and lost her freedom forever."

Ereshkigal's breathing became unsteady, and she let go of her hand, listening to the story describing her past, her emotions were surging.

"She has gained the dominion over the underworld, even if the gods die, she will be governed by her, but she can't leave the underworld, she can't leave, she sacrificed everything in order to manage the world after death... Obviously she was forced to bear the responsibility, but she She didn't choose to escape, because she has the pride and dignity of being a goddess."

Ereshkigal clenched her hands, and her ghostly form began to shake.

"It's just that she won't be understood or respected like this. She can only be awed and loathed by humans... She can't see the light and lives in the underworld for a long time. As the god of the underworld, she is regarded by humans as a symbol of death. She manages the underworld, but every saved soul will not thank her, and every living person is so afraid of her."

Holding her heart with one hand, her breathing began to become rapid.

"She also wants to go to the ground, envies the light, and longs to be respected by human beings, but she also understands that as long as she stays in the underworld, all of this will be... all hope."

"This is the story of the loneliest girl in the world."

When Su Bai said this, he didn't look at Ereshkigal's expression at this time, but hummed a catchy melody lightly, he hummed a song inexperiencedly.

"the loneliest gril... dedicated to the loneliest girl in the world."

"—Can you feel my, can you feel my (can you feel, can you feel)"

"—Can you feel my tears? They won't dry (my tears, they never dry)"

"—Can you feel my, can you feel my (can you feel, can you feel)"

"——Tear drops of the loneliest girl? The loneliest girl (Tear drops of the loneliest girl)"

A girl who is alone... How this song fits the hostess of the underworld, the goddess who has been alone since birth, and she who guards the underworld because of her self-esteem... is so pitiful.

It is unbearable to pity.

Ereshkigal lowered his head, and tears dripped from his hollow bone eyes.

She shed tears, only to realize that she was crying... But when was she so weak?