Everyone, did you have your first dream when you were a child? Are you still working towards this dream? Or did you say that at some point you stopped talking about it?
When we were children, we may have made a wish or shouted to the starry sky or birthday candles, and made the purest and first dream.
Luo Yu's dream is to "be an eternally happy child."
But the world told him: your happiness is sin
As a result, hatred feeds the growth. The bullying at school, the cold looks from his family, the systematic discipline - they used irons, curses and "for your own good" chains to crush his innocence inch by inch.
Until he fell in a pool of blood and heard the whisper of the abyss.
Until he took the knife burning with blood and hatred, his blue hair turned red, and wings of chaos grew on his back.
When the second generation God of Slaughter came and vowed to judge the world, he responded to the world not with tears or questions, but instead turned into a Shura and put a knife on the neck of the world...
When a child's purest wish is pronounced "guilty" by the world——
Is it him who deserves to be destroyed, or is it the logic of how this world works?
——Not cool writing, not brainless, growth line. If you have read my book and my introduction, and you feel the same way, I invite you here to read Luo Yu's story.
