When people in the world no longer believe in gods, gods fall into the mortal world.
She was accused of an unfounded crime, and the statue in the church fell into the mire.
They smashed the church, removed the gods from the altar, and tore off the holy garments of the gods in the mire.
The statue still had gentle eyes, looking divine but still attached to the world, watching these believers abandon her.
——They don't really care whether the gods make mistakes, they just want to kill the gods and see the gods fall.
The paint on the statue was rubbed off, leaving mud on its face. No one noticed the dazzling gold foil underneath.
The rain was falling heavily, and a boy staggered over and knelt down next to the statue.
His clothes were in tatters, and there were stains on his face that even the rain could not wash away. His blood-stained hands tremblingly held up the statue.
——I hope he can see the gold foil on her body. She has fallen. This is the only thing she can give to this poor child.
When she woke up again, she no longer had a golden body, but a mortal body, experiencing absurd worlds one after another.
These worlds have one common characteristic - belief in gods.
She met the child again.
People put him on the hilt of the sword and sacrificed him to the gods. He didn't struggle at all, the sharp blade penetrated his flesh and blood, and his whole body was stuck on the sword, but there was still a smile on his lips.
——My god, I hope you will be satisfied with your sacrifice.
Everyone knelt on the ground, with their right hands on their chests, and no one cared about the believer on the sword.
"I was born to die, and I am willing to be whipped for the sake of my gods."
"This world is waiting for you. After hundreds of years of vicissitudes and endless reincarnations, it is just for your arrival."
Purpose: God loves the world
