The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

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When the time came, the Fairy Dragon raised his head, realizing that his body was slowly turning into an illusion, and looked away helplessly.

Although I don't want to disturb the mistress's sleep, but for the sake of safety, it's better to wake her up. The fairy dragon raised its head and wanted to launch a dragon roar.

"No need." The soft and graceful voice came to his ears, and the Faerie Dragon realized that there were two hands gently stroking his scales.

Is it the mistress, no, ah, so it is.

The relieved Elf Dragon lay down on the ground peacefully, enjoying being caressed.

"Thank you for your hard work. Next, my lord, leave it to us to protect."

Chapter 6 Fantasy

"Let me tell you a story." Such a voice echoed in Aya's ear.

"Story?" When I opened my eyes, I found myself drowning in an ocean, surrounded by nothing and darkness, but it was not frightening, but surprisingly warm, reassuringly warm.

"This is a mother's story." The soft voice continued to tell, and the scene in front of Aya changed.

That was the beginning of the world, a mother was born from the ocean, she created the gods, those were her children, she loved them more than herself, but his children, for the domination of the world , and pointed the finger at the mother.

The mother was distraught because of this. When she went crazy, she created eleven new monsters and led them to fight against the gods.

But in the end, she still failed, and her children abandoned her and exiled her to the imaginary space to endure endless loneliness.

The mother is an unnecessary thing, her children judge so, because the new order and ecological system have been established, then, she who randomly creates life is no longer needed.

Now she is nothing more than an obstacle to children's acquisition of knowledge about this planet.

The Mother Goddess, who was abandoned after the creation of the world, just drifted sideways in the world, holding twisted hatred and love, waiting for an opportunity, eager to return to her child.

Finally, she waited for an opportunity. At a singularity where even time, space and logic were distorted, she returned to this world, bringing her hatred, hatred, and sorrow for being disposable.

She waged war against the life that declared "we don't need you anymore", let the primitive instinct of hatred drive her, and used her power to change the world's ecological circle, and she cursed herself that "the old world must be destroyed" .

Drenched in the joy of being the mother of all again, she shed tears of pain and sorrow.

Because, those are her children, those who abandoned her and killed her, but they are still loved by her deeply, her children.

Obviously love, but have to kill because of the curse of primitive impulse; obviously hate, but don't want to hurt them, and set shackles for themselves.

She is such a collection of contradictions, she can't get love, and she doesn't know how to hate. In the end, she is crushed by love, because the hatred is beyond redemption.

Soon, the originally one-sided battle situation was reversed. She was burned by the sun god's flint, bound by the chains connecting the heaven and the earth, eroded by the authority of the underworld, and confused by the illusion of demon flowers.

In the end, he was cut off by the incarnation of death, lost his eternal life, and fell under the all-out firepower of the heroes.

She lost, lost to the children who were weak but eager to survive, lost to the contradictory spiral of her own love and hate.

In the last glance, what I saw was a young girl figure who was so thin that it was almost invisible, and so weak that it was almost impossible to perceive.

The orange-red hair burned like a ball of fire, and there was a firm, indomitable will in the eyes.

She longed to live, no matter what.What about you, what exactly do you desire?

The Mother Goddess was defeated, and in the end she didn't know what she did wrong.

Are all mistakes just because you don't love me?

This is such a story, a great hero story, a magnificent epic in which human gods and heroes overcome disasters and win the future.

At the same time, this is the story of a humble mother, a loser who was abandoned, longed for revenge and defeated again, a sad story of blood and tears shed.

This loser, this mother, whose name is—

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"Mother, what's the matter with you, did you have a nightmare?" Aya was woken up by a crisp call, only to find that her eye sockets were filled with tears.

What a strange dream, thinking so, someone reached out and wiped away his tears.The movement is very light and gentle, which is extremely reassuring.

"Mother, you are tired, why don't you sleep for a while." The gentle voice was like a lullaby, and with the extra soft and comfortable pillow, Aya almost fell into a deep sleep again.

Wait a minute, who's talking?Pulled back by the last bit of rationality on the edge of sleep, Aya struggled to open her sleepy eyes.

"This must be a dream." After taking a serious look, he closed his eyes without hesitation. That's right, it was a dream, and the world will return to normal when he wakes up.

What a ridiculous dream, really, I actually dreamed that I was lying on the plump and tight thighs of a white-haired beast-eared girl, and she was called my daughter?Where did this come from the dream of a perverted dead house?

"It's not a dream, Mother." Before falling asleep, Aya stretched out her hand and pinched her thigh. Because the physical defense was too high, the attack didn't break the defense, so it didn't hurt, but she still felt it roughly.

If it is really not a dream, what happened, is reality crazy, or am I crazy?

"Oh, is your mother awake?" Pushing open the door, another beast ear girl came in, and she was holding a pan in her hand, and more importantly, she was wearing a Guoguoguoguo body apron .

"Mother, do you want to eat? Take a bath? Or..."

"Wait a minute, I won't eat anything, no, I'll have breakfast, no, no." Aya was completely confused.

"Can you explain to me who you are and what happened to you first?"

Please get up from the lap pillow when you say such things. If someone else was present, they would probably make such complaints, but the two girls just smiled and looked at the extremely lazy Aya in front of them.

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