The End of the World: Relying on the Devil, in Charge of Judgment

The dark tide of the apocalypse is coming, and my brother was beaten to death by the powerful for saving others. When I was about to die, my brother, who had become the devil, whispered to me: 'Brother, use your soul for a chance to judge the world. '" He used the lives of me and my relatives as threats to force me to sign a devil's contract: within seven days, I would kill my enemies with my hands and sacrifice my soul. He gave me the authority to judge sins, regarded me as a pawn that stirred up the world, and expected me to turn the world into a sea of blood. At first, I only picked on guilty people, but one day, I found that no one understood me, so I became a black man. I became the executioner in the night, killing those who deserved to be killed. The rich and powerful call me the 'Devil', and the common people regard me as the 'King of Hell'. I kill those who deserve to be killed and slaughter those who deserve to be slaughtered. Until that day, I faced a girl with a shimmering body. The sword edge was pressed against her throat, but I couldn't cut it off. The devil in his mind asked displeasedly: "Brother, are you soft-hearted? " I looked at the unyielding eyes under the sword and responded softly: "No, I was just thinking..." "Perhaps before judging sin, I should first judge you as a 'god'. "