Revenge

I was born on a snowy night, with cold snowflakes floating on my face, a biting coldness. The north wind blew through my body, but I didn't feel cold, because there was a person lying next to me, and the black blood stained the ground that should have been covered with snow. Two words popped out of my mouth, "Mom." At this time, it was like a consciousness calling from the bottom of my heart: "I am the king of the dark country, and I want to take back what I deserve."…………………… When I grew up, this desire became even stronger, whenever I saw people from the dark country in the countries I traveled to. Within three days, his body will definitely appear somewhere in a foreign country. Although I am the king of the dark kingdom, I hate him extremely. He is my enemy, and I swear that the Underworld will perish in my hands. Strict training in the forest since I was a child has made me more than twice as powerful as others. Those mediocre people are no match for me. Whenever the black ball rises from my hand, the surrounding area will be shrouded in my black magic, and blood will splash everywhere. But I don't feel guilty because of this, I just want revenge. My firm belief and powerful magic allowed me to resolutely walk towards the Dark Kingdom despite the obstruction of the wild wolves who raised me since childhood... He looked up at the words "Dark Country" written on the city wall. Finally arrived, the hometown of my hatred. If my hatred does not end here, it will be the end of my life. The first step into the city, I felt that this place was different from what I imagined. It was not the cold earth or cold faces, but the bustling streets. Pedestrians passed by me one by one. Maybe I was the most numb among them. There was no joy, no sadness, only revenge. A person walked by me, and she made me feel like my mother, but she was not my mother, because my mother was not so young and not so beautiful. The black gown fluttered in the air, and the beautiful smile rippled in the air, reflecting into my heart. He walked slowly past with a noble demeanor, his eyes involuntarily focusing on her. Maybe at that moment, I forgot about hatred and experienced another emotion called □. Later I met her again at the inn. Then we began the sweetest moment in our lives, she became my wife, and then Yue, our child and our gem, was born. They, my wife and my children became the loves of my life, and together they buried my hatred, but it was just a burial, not an end... Finally one day, in the forest, I saw a wild wolf. Its snow-white body was covered with bright red blood. It is my mother, the she-wolf who raised me from childhood to adulthood. She reminded me of my hatred, my enemy was the Dark Nation, who killed my biological mother and then my adoptive mother. Suddenly, blood splashed everywhere, and the supreme magic power finally woke up from its slumber. Powerful magic and unparalleled faith returned to my heart. Following the dark aura, it approached the palace. In front of the palace, corpses lay everywhere. The smell of blood gradually rose. The source of hatred finally arrived, and he walked into the palace with excitement. The guards rushed up one by one, but it was in vain. Because I am invincible, there seems to be a whimpering sound coming from the distance. Could it be that their king felt that the disaster was coming and was grieving alone there? Slowly walking into the main palace, there was a person sitting on the throne, with a familiar figure and a familiar cry. I walked towards the throne and he also stepped down from the throne. I was surprised. At that time, Yue was crying and the person holding Yue was indeed my wife. "Are you still going to kill me? You still can't give up hatred." She still said in her gentle voice. But I can't give up hatred, it is my life. I picked up a golden sword from the corner and stabbed her. Yue still kept crying, but she remained motionless waiting for my verdict. While stabbing at her, I thought a lot more, about the days and nights I spent with her, and about Yue's crying and laughing. I decided to give up. The golden sword in my hand fell, and looking at the blood all over the city, I was confused, was that me? Finally, I chose to leave, leave my hometown, leave my hatred, leave Yue, and leave my wife, alone, guarding one person's love.