An Offering to the Gods

Ever since Shi Xi could remember, he had lived in a little attic in the old mansion, a place dark, damp, and untouched by sunlight.

He never had enough to eat or warm clothes to wear. Like a gloomy little mushroom, he envied the young master for having good food and a bright, spacious home.

But the lady of the house constantly warned him, "You're just an adopted orphan. You need to be grateful, and never even think about taking anything that belongs to the young master."

Until he turned eighteen.

They dragged him to the back hills and drained his blood, using his life to bring good fortune to the family. As he lay dying in despair, he learned that the nanny had deliberately switched him and the young master at birth.

He should have had a bright future.

As he died, he thought... If there really is a god in this world, please take me away.

The only god in the world was awakened by his blood. From on high, the god watched the weeping boy in silence and sighed.

When the boy opened his eyes again,

he was back three days earlier, with an inexplicable power. He took his revenge, burning down the estate that had trapped him.

His parents stared at him in shock and disbelief. The fake young master looked at his power with fear and jealousy.

But the boy hid the darkness and madness in his eyes. He had only one thought.

Find the god, and make the god favor me alone forever.

He could never forget the figure he had seen as he lay dying, the one who had saved him. The god had shown him favor.

Everyone at the Anomaly Management Bureau knew that the new recruit who had just joined them knew nothing about how the world worked. He seemed like an innocent little lamb who had accidentally wandered in.

At first,

the captain and the rest of the team said fondly, "Don't be scared, rookie. We've got your back."

The boy nodded, confused.

When an anomaly appeared and everyone was overwhelmed, on the verge of being wiped out, the boy suddenly kicked the door open and killed the anomaly with a single stroke, his eyes icy cold.

The captain and the team stared in horror, swallowing hard. "??"

Then the boy dragged over the anomaly's corpse, blushing as he bowed his head toward a statue he had carved himself. "I offer this to you..."

Since awakening, the god had begun living among humans. One day, when the god came home and opened the door, yet another corpse of an anomaly with its eyes still open had appeared in the living room. The god rubbed their forehead and sighed helplessly.

The god posted online, asking for advice.

[I saved a little life, and it survived, but every so often it offers me corpses I don't even like. How can I politely tell it to stop bringing me these things?]

Reply 1: [Of course the little kitty loves you so much that it brings you dead mice and bugs. Are you just bragging, OP?]

Reply 2: [Obviously, you should take the kitty home!]

The god: "?"

Theme: Love doesn't have to be spoken. It can be shown through actions.