[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

Chapter 53

Yanar had a sense of unreality from an early age.

He always felt that the environment he was in did not belong to him at all, and the rejection and resistance against half of his blood never really reached his heart, and he just stood alone on the corner of the street, facing all the grievances in a daze , Walking forward alone, when someone wants to hit him, he hits back, his body is always black and blue, only a pair of eyes are surprisingly bright.

His only "friend" is a demon.

The first time he saw that Demon Race, he knew that the other party was a Demon Race.At that time, that person was in the depths of a winding alley, wrapped himself in worn linen, his hair was full of dirt, and the original color could not be distinguished.When he saw him, the demon rushed over and grabbed his shoulders, "There is an angel here, do you know where it is?" He shouted eagerly, but Yanar answered him very calmly: "I don't Yes, it's my house. If you're talking about a female angel, she died when I was over 700 years old."

700 Ah.

There was not a day when she didn't think that a demon would come to pick her up, but when he came, she didn't wait.

The distraught daedra didn't acknowledge that he was his father, and Yanar didn't ask.Relying on the life he snatched from the street, his heart is barren, without gods or demons, let alone those high above the healing angels and the children around him.There was nothing in his eyes, he just returned to his home habitually, no matter what sentence was painted on the door.

In fact, he did not believe in God.He has never believed it, he can't understand why his mother is expecting the demons to pick her up, while apologizing to God, he crouched in the corner of the room while she was doing this - very much like the demons curled up attitude.

So he lived in peace with that demon, and he asked the other party, "Can I call you daddy?" The other party held back tears and replied, "No, I am not a person worthy of this title."

The demons were seriously injured at that time.Yanar knew that the guards of the angels were searching, and of course he had been identified. Those little angels confessed to the guards almost without thinking: "He has the blood of the demon race, he must have done it!"

Yanar felt nothing at all.He had already expected this to happen, and a secret room had been dug under the dilapidated bed at home, enough for the demons to hide.

But Gabriel saw through the plot.

Then Gabriel said, let's be friends, you are much more handsome than those boys.

So a half-demon befriends a womanizer.They exchanged magic, attempted healing, and even winged four-winged angels together, something no one in that alley would have expected.They resented the injustice of the gods, claiming that the blood of the demon race was not eligible to gain wings—Yanar remained silent, took his father, and lived with Gabriel until the fourth day.

But they couldn't stop the demons from getting weak day after day.

It's ridiculous to say that he doesn't even know the name of the Demon Race.

In the end, the Mozu persuaded him to hand him over, and if he handled it well, he could earn a meritorious service.Yanar watched him for an hour, then turned to Gabriel, who was dazed with the disappearance of Tara's father, and Yanar found him and wanted to gamble with him.

Yanar gave Gabriel's improved manuscript of the healing technique to Beth of the Healing Angel Alliance in exchange for his father's healing.He knew at that moment that he was Beth's slave - he couldn't find another way, Gabriel fled back to the next day, took Tara back to the original house, hid in the back room, and made a living on the black market ; Yanar was forced to accept countless unreasonable demands, and in these demands, he got a glimpse of a secret about Tara's father.

Bess locked him up in the basement of League headquarters as a test subject.

Is this enough to take Bass down?Not enough, not enough.Bess is also the best of the best.He thought hard, but it wasn't enough...

Then Lucifer appeared.

The most valuable person in this paradise—appeared.

Therefore, Gabriel suggested opening a shop, and Yanar invited him to smash the shop, and successfully shifted Lucifer's attention to the Alliance of Healing Angels. As for the future, if he is alive, then he has every reason to go with Lucifer. You show your loyalty.

It was so perfect, so perfect that when he was crying on Lucifer's bed, he raised his arms to cover the corners of his mouth, so perfect that he was so excited that he wept, so perfect that when he finally took his hands away and saw Lucifer was silent When he looked at the side face, he was dazed for a moment.

God is a ball of light, and Lucifer is the most beautiful thing he can think of.

Did he plot against Lucifer, or did Lucifer silently offer him salvation?

He didn't know, he just paid attention to Lucifer day after day, and then suddenly found that when he paid attention to him like this, he could only fall in love with him uncontrollably.

Because what Lucifer possesses is the true goodness that is like a god that embraces all things.Deceit, concealment, calculation, just laugh it off, and be indifferent.

Even when he later found out that Lucifer was actually a human, he didn't change his opinion.Not all people can do this kind of thing. Being in the highest position is still useless. Because you are too humble, you cannot be touched. Because you have no bottom line, you are unfathomable. Admit yourself to being a rat in a mud ditch.

It was a feeling that made his fingertips tremble. Extremes lead to opposites. The end of pride is humility, and the end of defense is tolerance of all hurts—no one can insult him because he doesn't care.

Yanar found that he could not believe in God, because he believed in Lucifer.

He grew up in malice, and he can't resist people who don't care about malice.

But soon he realized that Lucifer loved God.Even Lucifer himself didn't realize it—his eyes when he mentioned God were completely different, so gentle that people could tell at a glance.

At that time, Yanar struggled, hesitated, despaired and hysterical. He did it alone in his own room, and then continued to face each other with a smile.

Then he knew that this world was created by these two people for him to have a smoother relationship.

All of a sudden Yanar felt bad.

I thought it was just that I was not as good as a god because I came earlier, but it turns out that the whole world, including all of us, is an additional product of their love?

I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling.

Since then, Yanar has changed from "I love him, he loves his Yanar" to "Today, His Highness is also spreading dog food without knowing it. What can I do? I just look at my father and me in a certain sense." Mom and Yanar with a huh-huh face."

My heart is so tired, I thought it was scary enough to fall in love with God as my rival, but in the end you guys created the world while falling in love.

Yarnar, who is deeply aware that he is a salty fish who has to go through the plot, has become God's eyeliner without saying a word. God is quite surprised that he proposed this point, and Yanar's face is full of lovelessness, "Do you think I dare to rob you, or dare to forcibly change His Highness's orientation?"

God sympathized—this is the first time God has shown such emotion to a creation—and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

"……Ha ha."

As the only existence in the two worlds except God who dared to confess to Lucifer, Yanar's heart was ashamed, and he deviated from Christ and developed into Buddhism, adhering to the principle of sex, and forcibly distorted that face that could be described perfectly. His own consciousness, and then sadly found that even if His Highness fell to the sky and returned to a human state and was so weak that he could strangle him to death with one hand, he still liked His Highness very much.

Oh no, the preface is retracted, it can’t be strangled, His Highness has two shields: "I am not from this world" and "I am the creator of this world". He is immune to almost all magic damage in this world, and physical damage is also high-speed. Healing, so Yanar really doesn't understand what is the meaning of his existence, what evil is his arrangement doing, why should he worry about this guy having a bad life in hell, to put it bluntly, what kind of madness is he? Involved in the mess of these two people.

Later, Lucifer went back to hell and became a god, Yanar also calmed down, and the whole person entered the retirement mode. He watched Raphael and Michael dance, and watched Uriel being led out of the basement. Sure enough, he is still a demon, even if he was involved in a basic love drama and became the only partner who didn't know the male and female partners, he was still so indifferent that he could let Uriel be locked up until now and turn a blind eye.

Sure enough, if a person like him lived a happy life, then this drama would definitely have a wrong outlook.

Then he saw a Mozu holding his father on the battlefield.

At that moment, he realized that he seemed to have something else he cared about besides Lucifer.

Jeremir—yes, until now he barely showed his face in Yanar's memory—was pressing Yanar hard.

Yanar raised an eyebrow at him.

"What do you want to do?" Jeremir's voice was close to hissing air currents, "Hand over your biological father to the angels to deal with? Why, do you think that venting public anger in this way is conducive to the stability of heaven?"

Yanar shook his head, and then answered clearly: "If you need to hand me over, no problem."

Jeremir hit him on the jaw.

Ahhh.

Demons... He is more like a demon than his father, maybe his weak, depraved, mother who fell in love with the demons and gave birth to him, but dreamed of being forgiven by God, and tortured her own heart all her life, Not fit to be an angel.

He, a devil trapped in an angel's body, should have been thrown into the real lake of fire long ago to torment.

Yanar laughed while being beaten, and with a smile, Jeremir stopped attacking trembling all over his body.

"Raphael loved his father," Yanar said blankly. "It's true. I love my father, and it's true."

"But you know...in this world, there is not only love. There is love that is more important than love, there are pursuits that are more important than all emotions, and there are goals that you must achieve even if everyone thinks you are crazy... There are only cruel people. There is a peak worthy of climbing, and there is happiness that can only be enjoyed by being alone. I have long been unable to distinguish my emotions, Jeremiah, the whole meaning of me, this body, is to guard this heaven."

If His Highness hadn't done anything at that time, it would be great to let him walk into the white mist to bring God out, and they would fall in love, and he would sleep deep in the mist, eternally stable.

Then warm water fell on his face.

Jeremiah was crying, silently, desperately.

"I'll never beat him," he said, "never, can I?"

Yanar gently raised his hand, letting the angel lean against his heart, "Did you hear that?"

The beating sound there was extremely slight.

"I gave half of my soul core to my highness. Do you think you can defeat him?"

Jeremir fell into a deathly silence.

Jeremiah couldn't defeat Lucifer any more than Yarnar couldn't defeat Yahweh.

After all, it's all about forcing.

Then Jeremiah went to hell.

Yanar is completely stupid.

Jeremir rushed through the seventeenth floor of hell, found Lucifer on the No.18th floor, and said, "Lord Yanar's soul core, are you useless?"

Then he brought the soul core back smoothly and returned it to Yanar, "You said that when someone who can replace you appears, you will let me do it. Now Lord Uriel has appeared, isn't it?"

Yanar stared at him for a while, then started to take off his clothes, half of which was held down by Jeremir's blushing face, "I...I mean, you are here now, don't move anything ! I'll explain!"

Then Jeremir issued a statement in the name of the military department, that Yanar's father had never hurt an angel, and forcibly beautified the love story between him and Yanar's mother, and by the way criticized the heaven when Lucifer ruled, the upper and lower forms It's a great day, gratifying to congratulate.

When Yanar heard this, he suddenly thought, the little guy he brought back from among the two-winged angels has grown to this point.

So Yanar was able to see his father again, at the Angel's Hospital.It's ironic to say that this place is now an organized selling of healing skills, and it used to be; the only thing that changes is the price tag and the organizer, and everything is turned upside down.

His father was brought in without being surreptitious this time.

What has time changed?

The wrinkled hand of the old demon was held in the palm of his hand and pressed against his face. The touch of a dead tree met the angel who was still young and fresh, and the demon's eyes showed a relieved smile.

He still doesn't know his name.

He, his son, did not know his name.

But it didn't matter, the old man closed his eyes forever in heaven soon after, and Yanar took his body back to his childhood home and placed the ashes in the secret room under the bed.Angels don't have corpses, but if their souls stay, they can only wait here forever.

Jeremir was with him that day.Jeremir had been with him lately, as if he would leave with his father.

But of course he wouldn't, seeing that he was no longer bound by the blood of the devil and seeing him achieve success, the old man was so happy that he was at a loss for what to do.

He suddenly understood that it wasn't that he couldn't love people other than Lucifer, he just didn't really feel love from them.His life has always been barren, staying on the street full of hostility when he was a child, he didn't believe that he would get anyone's attention, and instinctively cut himself off from everything.

He is different from Raphael's ruthlessness, because he is wandering on the edge of love, but he dare not reach out.

Jeremir hugged him tightly.

"You really had a hard time when you were a child."

"...Forget it, I don't feel anything."

"Is that so? Well, I mean... Now that it's over, shall we go back?"

"Where are you going back?"

"Day eight. That's your home."

"...No. I never lived in my palace."

"You can live with me."

At that moment, he really wanted to strangle Jeremiah to death, and wanted to ask him why he said that, why he showed his kindness to him so naturally, and why he felt that it was too much for him to show no equal love thing -

But in the end, he cried bitterly, like a child who smashed his favorite ceramic doll, knowing desperately that everything was over amidst the debris.

His Highness is with his God.

and then?

Then his heart was returned.

Then, nothing.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I'm sorry."

"But, I really don't like you."