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Chris, a young painter renowned in the art world for his healing, ethereal style, once sold a watercolor painting for ten million pounds at a London auction house!
The sale made the reclusive artist, who was unsociable and lived alone on an island, the talk of the town overnight.
A group of people were invited to Chris's island to interview the young, legendary painter.
Little did they know that beneath the calm surface of his life lurked the unknowable and mysterious.
Unfamiliar roars came from the quiet forest in the middle of the night.
Mysterious flowers gave off a scent that bewitched the mind.
Cultists arrived one after another, and an altar had been built from human bones.
His companions died one after another, and all the clues and accusations pointed to the young, mysterious painter, Chris.
The slender, handsome young man with black hair stood in his basement, staring at the unsigned letter on his easel. After thinking it over, he finally picked it up.
The elegant script on the white card, edged in gold, read:
[You have blasphemed against the gods and betrayed your faith. You are an unclean offering. Only death can earn you a place in heaven.]
The young man turned to the black-suited figure standing straight by the door and said coolly,
"Is this your prank?"
The handsome, wicked-looking man simply knelt before the young man, took his hand reverently, and gently kissed the back of it.
Silent, yet solemn.
[The universe is nothing but an empty dream, and you are the only reason I refuse to wake.]
[How to Read This Novel]
1. Cosmic horror. Some of the Outer God and cultist lore draws on Lovecraft, while some is the author's own invention. Original elements will be explained.
2. A fictional setting. Don't argue about it.
P.S. This is a slow-burn, slow-paced story. The author enjoys writing Cthulhu fiction and is just writing what they like.
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Xie An is an evil god.
He was once a being who held sway over the abyss, feared by countless monsters.
After an accident left most of his power sealed away, he was forced to hide in his own [basement], surviving by feeding on human greed and souls through a phone that only connected at midnight.
Life was a little rough, but at least his food supply was steady and his power was slowly returning...
Until one day...
As usual, the phone rang at midnight.
Xie An: [Tell me the name of someone you hate, and they'll die right away…]
???: Waaaaah!
Xie An (frowning): [Tell me...]
???: Waaaaah!
After crying for a full hour, the brazen human finally fell asleep, thoroughly relieved and satisfied, leaving the bewildered evil god to curse at the disconnected phone.
Xie An: Thanks. I've never been this speechless in my life!
After being harassed by the same annoying human for an entire month...
The evil god, who hadn't left his [basement] in a hundred years, could no longer resist the urge to grab a knife and kill someone. He went to find the boy.
Xie An: Thanks. I hereby declare that our online relationship has gone offline successfully.
Theme: Live life on your own terms amid its layers of uncertainty.
Are you really not going to take action~ Your little monster is going to be eaten~
So this article is about two evil spirits falling in love and killing each other.
Justifiably: Go and beat him up
Ignoring external gods and the like, it's really romantic.
Damn it! Updated as soon as refreshed
Is it this professor again? Is he really not afraid of death? Even if he loses his memory, his subconscious will still exist, or does he really think this is not good?
Rounding it all off is living together.
Lanlan's true body! Forced to live together
I still think the butler is more interesting
Come on! Pay attention to rest