Memoirs of prenatal care and family observation notes of a divine heir (who was wronged).
Other people's prenatal education is Mozart, but my family's prenatal education is my mother's whisper: "Baby, look, this is the geometric beauty of the Three Pillars of God." "Remember, fear is the shackles of the old world, and you are the hands that tear it apart." (Dad added calmly outside the door: "Also, this is the distribution map of heavenly troops. Remember the changing of the guard at Nantianmen.")
I, an unborn fetus, learned in the womb: "Introduction to the Cthulhu Mythos System" (Practical Edition) "Analysis of the Organizational Structure and Weaknesses of Heaven" (Practical Deduction) "How to Maintain Mental Abnormality in the ABO World" (My mother said this is called "Maintaining Divinity") "Observation of Parents' Scheming and Sticky Love" (compulsory course, highest credits)
[My mother, Idhela] is indescribable, and her current form is that of a beautiful woman with black hair and golden eyes. Emotionally unstable, his hobbies include driving my father crazy, giving away San toys to Uncle Nezha, and saying to me with eyes as deep as the stars: "Baby, the world is shit, let's mess with it."
[My father Ao Kuang] The Dragon King of the East China Sea, with a gentle and jade-like appearance but a black mud inside. His hobbies are playing big chess, marking my mother, and calmly implementing plans to subvert the Three Realms. New hobby recently: While being bullied by my mother, I recorded "HeLa Mood Fluctuation Data No. 7800" With a smile.
[I·Unnamed] The person in charge of complaining about this story and the biggest victim. Current skill points: Ability to deconstruct three-dimensional space in dreams, subconsciously avoid Heavenly Dao scans, and complain about parents in baby language.
So, does Heaven know that my family is rebelling?
Purpose: Mutual redemption