As the son of God, Samuel's name is a metaphor for death.
How many people had a glimpse of his divine power, but they all died under his holy sword.
Until a girl appears.
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The holy city "Emerald Heart" has been enveloped by the plague for three months. This disaster swept across silently, and wherever it passed, whether it was humans, elves, or mechanical bodies, they all fell into a long sleep from which they could not wake up.
Hope, once tied to only one person - Samuel, the son of God.
But just as despair spread, Samuel discovered that his connection with God was quietly broken, and the vast divine power in the past was disappearing like quicksand. The Son of God who has lost his power is no longer needed.
He tried his best to hide this cruel truth, but his followers still saw through it. Faith collapsed instantly and piety turned into greed. They tore off their hypocritical admiration and scrambled like locusts to squeeze out the last of his divine power.
Until late one night, his spiritual power was completely exhausted and he was dying. The beautiful girl who had been picked up by him leaned over and caressed his pale face. Her voice was as gentle as a kiss, yet coaxing like a devil's whisper:
"Forsake your gods... And come to my arms. I will give you power over all this."
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God said, let there be light.
Then the world has light.
But darkness follows suit.
Intention: It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil
