"The bird has to break out of its shell. The egg is the world. If a man is to be born into the world, he must destroy the world."
——Hermann Hesse's "Demian"
The man wearing a clown mask was leaning on the rooftop, his silver hair falling in the wind. He raised his index finger and gently put it on his lips, raising a smile, his voice was cold and compassionate:
"Hush, the storm has begun."
*
Kitagawa Xi first met Gin one evening when he was returning from hunting.
He passed by a secluded alley and saw Gin pointing a gun at a well-built civil servant who was crawling on the ground in fear. The civil servant was shouting something and seemed to be impatient. With a "bang", another soul was killed by the gun.
At that time Kitagawa Xi thought, how could there be such a gentle person.
Gin first met Kitagawa Xi one evening when he was dealing with a traitor.
It was a remote alley, and he pointed his gun at the civil servant who knew the plot and defected. He thought he could tell him who made him rebel, but he said a lot of useless things.
After finishing the treatment, he heard footsteps at the entrance of the alley. He looked back warily and found Beichuan Xi with his long hair tied loosely by a tie. His pupils were slightly narrowed and his face was splashed with a few drops of blood. The afterglow of dusk cast a layer of light behind him. He said:
"Good afternoon, sir."
At that time, Gin thought that he was really like an angel who accidentally fell into hell.
Gentle? Angel? These two words are not related at all, and thousands of dead souls are the first to disagree.
Gentleness is really gentle, the gentleness that kills you with one shot.
Angels are real angels, the ones who kill you and still smile.
An evil ghost who crawled out of the eighteenth level of hell, a lunatic whose bones are not stained with blood. Really, a perfect match.
The protagonist has incorrect views, has a special hobby (likes beautiful eyes), and is wandering between destroying the world and saving it.
Cp gin and wine, attack each other and favor each other.
The protagonist dotes on Gin unconditionally and without any bottom line! ! !
There are many original characters and plots, so don't join if you don't like it.
The protagonist is pure black without whitewashing, so don't enter if you don't like it.
Fragment one:
The man in front of him put the gun in his mouth. He had no doubt that he would die if he said another word.
So he raised his hands and signaled with his eyes that the other person should move away and be careful of misfire.
The man snorted and turned the gun in his mouth maliciously before leaving, taking out a few strands of water.
"Keep your eyes closed, otherwise I wouldn't mind learning your hobby. Besides, a hunter is more suitable for me than a prey." The man said.
He smiled and put his hands on his chest in an exaggerated gesture.
"My heart has been captured by you, Mr. Hunter."
Fragment two:
"Explosions occurred in many places in Japan today. After investigation, it is suspected that they were serial bombings. Most of the explosion locations were high-rise buildings, and the perpetrators are currently unknown. Although no one died, the general public is reminded to pay attention and report any suspicious persons in time.
Next, broadcast the next news..."
"Drip——"
The man in black sitting on the helicopter turned off the news broadcast, put up a cigarette and held it in his mouth. Look to the left.
A map of Japan hangs on the left, with dense red dots drawn on it, which are the locations of recent bombings.
The man picked up a pen and connected the red dots, and "I Love You" suddenly appeared on the map.
Man, no, or Gin Jiu smiled, he was just a madman.
With a crazy smile on his face, Gin directed the helicopter to hit the Ferris wheel not far away, and then jumped.
The helicopter collided with the Ferris wheel, with a "collision" sound and a huge fireworks explosion.
Respond to your craziest confession with the grandest fireworks.
"I Love You"
"Me too"
Fragment three:
Until a long time later, when looking back at that day, Gin would still feel uncontrollable trembling - due to the excitement and unknown
There were garbage, ruins, corpses, rotting food, polluted rivers, barren land, and a gloomy night without stars.
The still young Kitagawa Xi was lying on the ground, with the fire stolen by Prometheus burning in his crimson pupils.
"My dream?"
"I want... World peace"
His words were soft but revealed a certain certainty. When he looked sideways at Gin, his eyes contained the whole world.
It is destruction and rebirth; it is destruction and reconstruction; it is Satan and an angel; it is fleeting and it is also the eternity of history.
Gin didn't care where his dreams would take them.
He only knows:
As early as when the blond boy reached out to him, their fates were already tightly intertwined, regardless of life or death.
Purpose: My dream is world peace
