As the title states, this article is not a long story, but a short story about the myth of Saint Seiya and Pluto that the author has compiled.
It will be updated continuously, but the update time is uncertain, and the progress should always be serialized. If you have inspiration, you can write. If you don't have inspiration, you can't write and you won't be able to write.
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The category can only be divided into one article, so I divided it into Danmei. After all, I write a large proportion of Danmei. As a fraternity party, I know that my cute CP and characters are messy and messy, so I will indicate it in front of each article to try not to let readers get offended. So please take a break when pinching CP or characters.
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There is also sound in silence,
Darkness also has color,
pray to the LORD for darkness,
Pray to Lucifer for light,
Quietly erase Saint Veronica,
Only traces of the demon Nasu remain.
The church located halfway up the mountain should have been full of vitality, but now it was lifeless. It must be quieter - if it can be quieter than it is now.
--
If there are sounds in silence, then these sounds are all because of the pious, yet ungodly, blond and charming priest.
His Christian name is Veronica, but few people remember his real name [Nasu].
Originally, he was just a monastery caretaker with a face that was more beautiful than a woman's, so he seemed to be born unfit to enter the religious arena, but no one was interested in knowing his history, and no one paid attention to when he started working as a priest. After all, there is no need to pay attention to the appearance of the priest during mass.
He also looked like he would not be disturbed, and his eyes the color of blooming iris were often filled with a gloomy look that seemed to belong only to Lucifer, making him look calm and majestic at all times.
It seemed that the only thing accompanying him was the building that had been gathering dust for a long time, adding a bit of worry and depth to the original melodious and frustrating melody. No one knows how long he has been accompanying the organ, and he often plays hymn melodies.
When people went to talk to him, the topic usually wasn't about the Father, the Virgin, and the Son. Some of them were just curious about the appearance of the legendary most charming man in the world, and Veronica never disappointed them. Others just want to hear the heavenly sounds of the King of Music's pipe organ.
After a long time, Veronica finally walked from the large chair to the confessional room out of professional instinct.
"Go back, don't ask me to repeat it a second time," he said in his same hair-raising voice as always, denying those who thought he was a woman, "I'm not that attractive, I'm just a person with the same facial features as you!"
Is there such a priest? Everyone turned around very stiffly.
Veronica glanced at the stiff faces of those people with a slightly gentle gaze, knowing that they were frightened, but still remained silent. She just silently drew a cross on her chest and asked God to forgive his sins. After all, the responsibility did not entirely lie with him, and it would not be like this next time...
He learned this from the chief priest, Father Danatus, who said that for these important things, one must pray for God's forgiveness.
"Let's get started!" Veronica ordered curtly.
"... It won't be like this next time..."
"Next time, it won't happen like this" people always use this as a prayer, and then they commit the same sin over and over again...
The key is, is there a next time?
Turn around and stare at the backs of those people.
Vaguely, he seemed to feel that he was missing something...
Why, as a priest, I lack the spirit of fraternity in my heart...
"The soul of Hades Nasu Veronica has been burned and he just borrowed the organ to reincarnate." A voice flashed in his mind.
Underworld Warrior? Veronica frowned, what Underworld Warrior? He tried his best to search for even a little bit of memories in his mind.
In a daze, he seemed to understand something. He didn't know what it was, but it was important, important...
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and smiled wryly at himself.
Nothing important, except that mass on Sunday.
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>>>Chapter 02
The audience was as silent as Veronica had hoped, as if Jehovah, the supreme and loving father of mankind, was really king here.
"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."
"Amen." (I hope so.)
"May the love of the Father, the grace of Christ, and the gift of the Holy Spirit be with you."
"Also with your heart."
"Fellow parishioners, we all confess our sins and hold the Holy Sacrifice devoutly." The audience was silent and the scene was tense and embarrassing. It seemed that they no longer knew how to smooth things over. That was not pious. Many people were waiting for the end of the mass in a calm manner.
"I confess to Almighty God and to all the faithful that I have been guilty of thoughts, words and deeds. I have sinned, I have sinned, and I am guilty of a grave sin. For this reason, I beg the Virgin Mary, the angels, the saints, and you, the faithful, to pray for me to the Lord, our God."
"May the Almighty God have mercy on us, forgive our sins, and grant us eternal life."
"Amen."
Lord, have mercy on me.
Lord, have mercy on me.
Christ, have mercy on me.
Christ, have mercy on me.
Lord, have mercy on me.
Lord, have mercy on me.
…
Unable to be infected by the restless mood of the crowd, Veronica was deeply immersed in her confession to the Lord. Every Mass is a communication with the Lord. It was his penis that was bathed, and his own soul that was bathed.
Sin... We all have it.
Call!
But I have a doubt: A cultivator competes with heaven and earth for spiritual energy. After his death, he transforms into spiritual energy and returns it to heaven and earth. Shouldn't he be reincarnated...?
Just find a warm tree hole and secretly tell the crowd a secret. The author was taught mathematics by a physical education teacher! ~
Thank you for your hard work. I'm a little confused now.
There is also sound in silence, Darkness also has color, pray to the LORD for darkness, Pray to Lucifer for light, Quietly erase Saint Veronica, Only traces of the demon Nasu remain. The church located halfway up the mountain should have been full of vitality, but now it was lifeless. It must be quieter - if it can be quieter than it is now. -- If there are sounds in silence, then these sounds are all because of the pious, yet ungodly, blond and charming priest. His Christian name is Veronica, but few people remember his real name [Nasu]. Originally, he was just a monastery caretaker with a face that was more beautiful than a woman's, so he seemed to be born unfit to enter the religious arena, but no one was interested in knowing his history, and no one paid attention to when he started working as a priest. After all, there is no need to pay attention to the appearance of the priest during mass. He also looked like he would not be disturbed, and his eyes the color of blooming iris were often filled with a gloomy look that seemed to belong only to Lucifer, making him look calm and majestic at all times. It seemed that the only thing accompanying him was the building that had been gathering dust for a long time, adding a bit of worry and depth to the original melodious and frustrating melody. No one knows how long he has been accompanying the organ, and he often plays hymn melodies. When people went to talk to him, the topic usually wasn't about the Father, the Virgin, and the Son. Some of them were just curious about the appearance of the legendary most charming man in the world, and Veronica never disappointed them. Others just want to hear the heavenly sounds of the King of Music's pipe organ. After a long time, Veronica finally walked from the large chair to the confessional room out of professional instinct. "Go back, don't ask me to repeat it a second time," he said in his same hair-raising voice as always, denying those who thought he was a woman, "I'm not that attractive, I'm just a person with the same facial features as you!" Is there such a priest? Everyone turned around very stiffly. Veronica glanced at the stiff faces of those people with a slightly gentle gaze, knowing that they were frightened, but still remained silent. She just silently drew a cross on her chest and asked God to forgive his sins. After all, the responsibility did not entirely lie with him, and it would not be like this next time... He learned this from the chief priest, Father Danatus, who said that for these important things, one must pray for God's forgiveness. "Let's get started!" Veronica ordered curtly. "... It won't be like this next time..." "Next time, it won't happen like this" people always use this as a prayer, and then they commit the same sin over and over again... The key is, is there a next time? Turn around and stare at the backs of those people. Vaguely, he seemed to feel that he was missing something... Why, as a priest, I lack the spirit of fraternity in my heart... "The soul of Hades Nasu Veronica has been burned and he just borrowed the organ to reincarnate." A voice flashed in his mind. Underworld Warrior? Veronica frowned, what Underworld Warrior? He tried his best to search for even a little bit of memories in his mind. In a daze, he seemed to understand something. He didn't know what it was, but it was important, important... Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and smiled wryly at himself. Nothing important, except that mass on Sunday. __________________________________________________________________________________ >>>Chapter 02 The audience was as silent as Veronica had hoped, as if Jehovah, the supreme and loving father of mankind, was really king here. "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." "Amen." (I hope so.) "May the love of the Father, the grace of Christ, and the gift of the Holy Spirit be with you." "Also with your heart." "Fellow parishioners, we all confess our sins and hold the Holy Sacrifice devoutly." The audience was silent and the scene was tense and embarrassing. It seemed that they no longer knew how to smooth things over. That was not pious. Many people were waiting for the end of the mass in a calm manner. "I confess to Almighty God and to all the faithful that I have been guilty of thoughts, words and deeds. I have sinned, I have sinned, and I am guilty of a grave sin. For this reason, I beg the Virgin Mary, the angels, the saints, and you, the faithful, to pray for me to the Lord, our God." "May the Almighty God have mercy on us, forgive our sins, and grant us eternal life." "Amen." Lord, have mercy on me. Lord, have mercy on me. Christ, have mercy on me. Christ, have mercy on me. Lord, have mercy on me. Lord, have mercy on me. … Unable to be infected by the restless mood of the crowd, Veronica was deeply immersed in her confession to the Lord. Every Mass is a communication with the Lord. It was his penis that was bathed, and his own soul that was bathed. Sin... We all have it. Call!
But I have a doubt: A cultivator competes with heaven and earth for spiritual energy. After his death, he transforms into spiritual energy and returns it to heaven and earth. Shouldn't he be reincarnated...?
Just find a warm tree hole and secretly tell the crowd a secret. The author was taught mathematics by a physical education teacher! ~
Thank you for your hard work. I'm a little confused now.