The gods hated me to the core and sent me to the judgment seat:
"The real demon who massacres the whole family and kills his father and mother should be killed!"
Seeing their indignant expressions, I was filled with joy.
It just so happens that I can't commit suicide, and I'm still waiting to be killed by them and return to modern times.
But I didn't expect that the gods would ask Heaven to reveal my memory, show my sins, and let God punish me by wiping me into ashes.
The memories were made public, and the faces of the gods who hated me changed.
I panicked: "Don't believe it, kill me! The memory is fake, I am really a heinous villain!"
