God Abandoned Day

God no longer responds to the calls of His people. Since that day, evil spirits have crawled out of the ground, and the holy fires of the Inquisition have been extinguished one after another. People say that the gods have abandoned this world. Lucius was once the sharpest blade of the Inquisition, but now he is just an empty shell gnawed by the curse. Bloodlust ate away at his bones day and night, and the Light no longer responded to his prayers—just as it no longer responded to anyone else's. The Holy See said that only by finding the Son of God who is living in the world can he be given final salvation. He searched all over the empire, and finally found the so-called "Holy Son" in the alley of the slums - in ragged clothes, with hidden eyes, and grinned at him: "Are you here to take me away?" At that moment, he almost laughed. It turns out that the so-called redemption is just the last mockery of God. He left the boy behind and climbed to the top of the Holy Capital Tower alone. The wind filled the black robe, and he closed his eyes - at least, he could choose a decent ending before the curse completely swallowed him up. After all, the Holy Light has passed away, and there is nothing worth cherishing in this world. Footsteps sounded behind him. The little beggar followed me at some point, panting, with mud still on his face, but still smiling: "Hey, you haven't answered me yet, are you here to take me away?" Lucius turned around and saw the young man's dirty face and his eyes that were astonishingly bright. The wind blew their hair together, and the black hair was entangled with the golden hair. At that moment, he suddenly felt that maybe it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer. Later, they traveled through the Death Gobi of the Earth Mother, climbed to the Skybreaker's Storm Peak, explored the abyss of the Sea-Eating Python, and burned on the altar of the King of Dragons - every city they passed along the way had long been deserted. In an era when the Holy Light no longer protects the world, mortals can only survive on their own. Lucius's sanity was shattered little by little, his fangs gradually grew, and he turned into a monster step by step; the young man whom he had thrown into the alley, lost his roughness in the suffering and blood, was clothed in holy light, and became the Messiah who was worshiped by thousands of people. One sank in the darkness, and the other became a god from the mud. Later, Aarons became the leader. His blond hair hangs down, his body is covered with holy light, and everyone admires him. "What were you thinking when you found me in the alley?" The Holy Son lay on the demon hunter's lap, playing with their long hair. The demon hunter lit up a cigarette, the smoke blurring his expression: "I'm wondering if the wind on the top of the Holy Capital Tower will be colder than on the ground." "But you didn't jump." The young man tangled his blond hair with his black hair, very satisfied. "... Yeah, why." Lucius stared at the face through the thin smoke and lowered his voice. Nurture at a young age, two-way redemption, drama direction, the pull of divinity and animality [The fallen demon hunter is attacked by ×Little Wolf Dog Holy Son] Note: Small attackers will appear later. This is a long road story, the main plot is basically focused on the adventure of finding gods, I hope it will suit everyone's taste. (Both of them are emotional idiots. If you want to see them fall in love, you should be prepared for a protracted battle. Tactical back-off. Jpg) Intention: Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb