Chapter 464: Evil God Ritual - The Boathouse

The tears melt onto Xie Ta's face in the watery wall, expanding in layers to become a mirror-like bright wall on one side, in which Spades reflects Tavel, who is also shedding a tear.

This mirrored hydrographic wall separates Spades and Tavel, like the glass on the stage before, through which the two actors look at each other, except that it is a one-way mirrored hydrographic wall, Spades cannot see Tavel behind the mirror, and Tavel can see Spades behind the mirror.

On the other side of the mirrored wall of water, Bai six is standing to the left of Spades, while on the other side of the mirrored wall, Bai six is standing to the right of Tavel, and on this side of the mirrored wall, Bai six speaks with a smile.

"What is it like to see your own vessel in tears, Tavel?"

Bai six smiled softly and whispered in Tavel's ear, "Haven't you already accepted all this, so why are your tears falling now?"

"What are you suffering for, my child?"

"You are in pain, and your vessel will meet Bai Liu."

Tavel's left hand side suddenly expands into a wall of water, showing Bai Liu suddenly reaching for Spades' hand, who has just stepped into the game pool.

Bai six whispers, "Read the same."

To the right of Tavel another watery wall opens up, showing two men in a dense woodland frontier, reading a mechanical manual,

"Cuddle up."

In the watery wall Spades wraps his arms and legs around the struggling Bai Liu and hides under the bed, their breaths intertwined.

"Kisses."

Another watery wall appeared, and Spades looked down at Bai Liu, whose eyes were closed, and slowly leaned down.

Tavel's fingers curled around the handle of the chair, his breathing quickened and his eyes closed.

"I don't want to see it." He looked away and refused.

"Why don't you want to see it my boy." Bai six bent down and he looked over the back of Tavel's shoulder with amusement at the image of two people kissing in the watery wall in front of Tavel, "Are you jealous?"

" - Jealous of that vessel you are as a human being, about to have the Bai Liu you dreamed of, jealous that this vessel is like you were at the beginning, transformed from a lonely and cold creation into a monster with a soul because you were loved by Bai Liu. "

"Jealous that Spades will see, embrace and kiss the happy Bai Liu that you sacrificed your soul to wish for."

"Yes." Tavel was quiet for a long time before he slowly opened his eyes to the image in the watery wall and admitted very softly, "I was jealous of him, of my vessel."

"I suffer from jealousy and the inability to have."

Countless transparent threads fell on Tavel's body like snow from the depths of the stars of the universe, enveloping him in a cocoon called [Pain], so that even his face could not be seen, and only his voice could be heard coming out through these threads in a light and calm manner.

"But I know it wasn't his fault, he didn't choose what he was born for, it was all just a game of yours."

"The relationship between me, Bai Liu, and Spades is that of God, sacrifice, and servant."

"One of the three of us must necessarily be a god, one a sacrifice who suffers because of the gods, and one a squire who guards the sacrifice."

The threads on Tavel's body are falling further and further, and the sound is becoming tinier and tinier: the

"No matter who becomes a god, who is a sacrifice, who is a servant, everyone suffers."

"So you made a wish to avoid Bai Liu becoming a god, so you chose to make the most painful kind of wish for yourself." Bai six raised an eyebrow in amusement and asked in return, "Did you intentionally allow Spades to be born?"

Tavel was quiet for a long, long time before he spoke up and replied, "Yes."

His gaze passes through the densely wrapped silk threads, and he gazes at Bai Liu on the screen of the watery wall, pushing open the Spades with a cool expression, his pupils shimmering with dappled light, and his tone is soft.

"I can't think of a second way to make Bai Liu happy and make me miserable at the same time."

"What a great sacrifice." Bai six spoke with a smile, "This plan you and Lu Yizhan have worked together on would have been seamless, and as you intended, you would next become my heir, an evil god, guarding the door from the heretics on the other side of it so that the world line would return to normal."

"Bai Liu will have his memory sealed by Lu Yizhan, grow up normally under his care, become an ordinary person in this mundane world, and then meet your stripped vessel, Spades, in a light comic love story."

" Lu Yizhan won the game, others won world peace, Bai Liu won family, friends, lovers."

"Only you, my poor boy." Bai six placed his hand on Tavel's silken shoulder and patted it as if in pity, "You have lost the few things you had, and are a lonely and miserable soul watching the lines of a world where everyone is happy next to the door."

"It's amazing that this is already the best ending you've conjured up."

"But here's what you didn't anticipate." Bai six placed his hand in front of the watery wall facing Tavel and snapped his fingers as he smiled up, "There was someone who didn't follow the trajectory you and Lu Yizhan had predicted."

The image that is playing on the watermarked wall pauses and begins to rewind rapidly, all the images intermingling into a fragmented patchwork, finally stopping at the image of little Bai Liu, fourteen years old, lying languidly by the pond.

At that time Lu Yizhan had just used his skill to forcibly erase all memories of Xie Ta from little Bai Liu.

Lu Yizhan asks Bai Liu if he would like to change his name and escape, but little Bai Liu, who should not remember anything, turns his head towards the pond and says in a hoarse voice.

"I don't accept too many name changes."

Lu Yizhan asks why.

Bai Liu said, eyes listless and in a trance, "...... I don't know, I always had the feeling that maybe someone ...... would come to me under my original name."

"I don't want him to be unable to find me."

Tavel's pupils, hidden in a myriad of threads, snapped shut.

"Surprised, aren't you?" Bai six smiled, "I'm also surprised that Bai Liu can still remember you, the memory wipe skill I gave Lu Yizhan is a god level worldline skill on my level, which means that even a god can't completely wipe Bai Liu's memories of you."

"He doesn't know who you are, doesn't know your relationship with him, but is instinctively doing what he can to keep you."

The scene in the watery wall shifts to Lu Yizhan escaping from the orphanage with little Bai Liu.

The moment they were about to escape from the orphanage, Bai Liu suddenly turned back and ran back: "Wait, I have to get something."

"What is it?" Lu Yizhan was desperate, "They're coming after us!"

Bai Liu didn't pause for a moment: "Something very important."

Lu Yizhan was stunned when Bai Liu ran out panting with something in his arms - a roll of bloodstained bandages and a storybook torn and glued back together.

The image in the watery wall shifts again to a slightly older, 17 or 18 year old Bai Liu in school uniform standing in the street, staring at a doll waving at him from the side of a shopping mall that is having a big sale.

Then Bai Liu walked up and looked the doll straight in the eyes, "Hello."

The doll froze, then removed his hood to reveal a dumbfounded real person inside, "You, hello? What can I do for you?"

"I'd like to ask." Bai Liu snapped in a calm tone, "How much does it cost to do this for about a month?"

The man in this doll stuck, scratching his head somewhat helplessly, "Look at the dress, you're still a high school student, right? It's not a holiday either, so you might as well study hard before you talk about making money."

"It's very tiring doing this stuff, look at me, hanging around here for half a day and only offering me sixty dollars, covered in sweat."

"I'm not afraid of being tired." Bai Liu nodded his thanks, "Sixty a day is it? Thanks."

When he got the answer, he turned to leave, but it was the man in the doll who called out to him, somewhat unforgivingly, "Eh! Are you in some kind of trouble? Is there an adult in the house to keep?"

Bai Liu's back stopped, and without turning around, he replied in a calm voice: "I don't know."

"But I feel as if I have someone else to feed."

The man behind me didn't hear it clearly, only the second half of the sentence, and bitterly advised again, "Then it doesn't have to be a costume doll, it's very little money."

"I don't want it, he does." Bai Liu's tone was cold, "but he's mostly not good at it, so I'll do it instead."

How much money can I make playing the dolls? Will it support us both?

[I don't need you to feed me, and you can't afford it, just mind your own business].

Bai six hooks the corners of his mouth.

" Bai Liu clearly doesn't remember you, but since you disappeared, he has never stopped looking for you in this world line where your existence has been erased."

"Although Bai Liu was never found, he never doubted your existence."

Bai six reached out his hand and brushed the watery wall, the image in the wall shifted again and he spoke with a low smile.

"Even if he was suspicious of being a psychopath, he never doubted your existence."

In the watery wall appears a grown-up Bai Liu, who looks like he's in his twenties, sitting in a poorly equipped community counselling room, gazing levelly at the psychiatrist across from him and giving a calm account of his condition.

"...... I always feel like I met someone who meant a lot to me when I was about fourteen, about this tall, supposedly good looking, I can't remember, with silvery blue eyes that seemed to drive people crazy, but I've checked many times and never found out anything about this person. "

The psychiatrist across the table flipped through Bai Liu's case and paused.

"It's like this Mr Bai Liu, some children who are particularly lonely in their childhood will conjure up a friend of their own, and these friends sometimes take on some surreal characteristics, sort of like some sort of fairy tale monster."

"But these fantasies don't usually last into adulthood, do they?" Bai Liu asked rhetorically in a cool tone, "I may indeed be a psychopath, but there's no way this person is a figment of my imagination."

"Because ......"

Bai Liu suddenly fell silent.

The psychologist looked up and asked, "Because of what?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes, "Because I could sense that he wasn't some friend I'd conjured up, or some monster."

"He's someone who's very important to me."

Bai six smiled and whispered in the ear of the silk-covered Tavel.

" Bai Liu is still in love with you."

"Love the soul that you have abandoned and sacrificed."

A tear slowly fell from Tavel's eyes, and all the watery walls before him cracked like smashed mirrors, and countless threads of his body flew up and out of him as if the playback of a great falling snow.

"Don't." Tavel whispered through his tears as he reached for the silk threads that left him, "Don't tell me that."

"Don't let me know he's still in love with me."

Tavel's voice was hoarse as he looked at Bai Liu in the fragments of the watery wall, tears falling from his eyes.

"So that I don't have the means to continue suffering, then it's going to be his turn to suffer."