I woke up from the cold floor, and the dramatic dream I had weaved came to an end.
The house is still messy and dark, and night has fallen when the moon cannot be seen outside. The whole house without lights is like a huge and sealed coffin, hiding the unbearable past, present and future. I stood up unsteadily and walked to the balcony, where I saw a very bright star, which was the only light in the whole dark world. I stretched out my hand and tried hard to reach it. When I was about to encounter the light, a man whose face could not be seen clearly but who was full of compassionate light held my hand. The moment I held my hand, the gentle light slowly healed the hideous scars on my body and slowly wiped away the stains on my body. He seems to be the god I have prayed to thousands of times, and at this moment I finally saved the believers who both resented and prayed to Him.
He led me down, and the gentle light enveloped me, blocking my sight and senses, and there was no pain when I landed. My soul is still inside this rotting, stinking corpse. After a long time, there were screams and insults, and the living and numb people vented their dissatisfaction wantonly. He took me away from the place of right and wrong, and my consciousness disappeared.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
