Cannabis returning in 40 million # 8
[Arghhhhhh!] The first judgment of a transcendent who had lived for tens of thousands of years was a rush. No technology, no Christianity. Even so, you can't easily see it. Rod's mind is extremely unstable, but his physical strength is rebuilt. Isaac.
The island has the power to sink by impact. Bang! I couldn't reach Damanlucas. Rod realizes he's been more shocked on his own. [Argh!] Rod shoots the monster and swings his fist. Then it was impossible to break the invisible wall that was guarding Lucas. Lucas was disgraceful to watch himself with his sunken eyes. I realized it simultaneously.
What happened, now that Rod himself is going through it. [No such thing!] He cries out in his eyes. I couldn't stop swinging my fist knowing I wasn't touching it. I couldn't even get back to the right accident. Lucas feels miserable without him. How long do you think you've been waiting for this moment? How much you think you've sacrificed!] “Sacrifice was Neganiah Demigad. ”
[Demigod is coming!] Rod's mind was just about to collapse. Everything Lucas said was true. I knew it, but I couldn't accept it. The self-esteem he had was unacceptable. “Now, as I said,
[Shut up!]
Rodgarucas' words were cut off.
Lucas stares at him with silent eyes.
Until just now, Rod was mistaken for putting everything into his hands, and then he realized that he had lost everything. Identity called Demigod. The people who believed and followed him. And even the name Rod. It's strange to think of the obsession he had with the Iranians in the past. I'd rather be crazy.
. However, the limited strength of the transcendental body became an obstacle. [Khhhh!] Rod swings his fist violently. Lucas looked like a bull 's-eye. “I won't sympathize with you. You're selfish." Shut up!] His fist was nothing like a child's frown. So Lucas waited. Kill him.
It's easy, but first I waited. Lucas saw the end of Imirod. There was a miserable and terrible end waiting for him, who was not worthy of the force. [Argh, ah.] Rod's movements are slowing down. It wasn't much time. Some emotions are inter-city, but more instantaneous anger. I swung my fist and the thought of Rod didn't stop. No. I couldn't stop. I couldn't help but wonder why it happened.
And it won't take long to come to the conclusion that you pretended not to know.
Rotten. Rod hesitates. He stared at the air with his eyes loosened, like a man lost in spirit. [... I don't want this.] I couldn't feel any more power in my split voice.
[... What did you do to replace me? Answer me, cannabis.]
“You betrayed those who trusted you. [And?]“ The pain has left them alone. ”[And?]“... I have insulted my people to death for you. ”[Hmph, Hmph...] Smile like crazy this time. For a while, the laughter of the wind echoed across the island.
Then Rod suddenly looks around unconsciously, like he's looking for something. And then, in his eyes, he raised himself.
The Duntos are here. [Ah, ah.] Crawls toward the Rodgato object. He grips the black liquid with both hands. I look down at the people who have abandoned themselves. [I'm sorry. I'm sorry… uhhh…….] “….” [I didn't mean to do this… I am… me….] Where did it go wrong? I filled Rod's head with questions.
Not long ago, the demigod was all of Rod's. I could have done anything for them, and I would not have sacrificed myself. But one moment changed his beliefs to a point of departure. He did not see all demigods as equal. I distinguished between a better demigod and a worse demigod. It all started in a crack. Useful demigade, useless demigade. Strong demigad, weak demigad.
The distinction gave rise to discrimination, and discrimination gave rise to contempt. And then the contempt grew hateful, because Rod himself was superior. So if you keep dividing by the dichotomy, you end up with the extreme conclusion that everything but him is useless. It would be more efficient to absorb them. I should have loved every demigod equally.
C. It should have been regarded as a precious people. Rod did it for tens of thousands of years. He did a great job. I couldn't do that at a very important moment.
[Demygad is facing a crisis of prehistoric inquiry.] It was a crisis of Demygad Egen in the Ishibar period. In 10,000 years, the Demygads died, and they were so powerful that they could not find the strength or the unprecedented strength of those who were half-hearted to themselves. There was a man at the center of it all.
Military. Lucas, what do you think is the reason?] “Demigod followed the wrong leader.” I built a roadhouse. [Because of me.] “It's your fault. I can't tell the demigods there's nothing wrong with dying.”
[Why? They have nothing but the guilt of foolish leaders.
“That's wrong. You can't be a perfect leader. Anyone can make a mistake, sometimes make the wrong choice. Even at that moment, he nodded.
Sometimes we need to deny the dojo's fault in front of us. ”
Looking down at the slippery rod, Lucas says. “Was there something like that for you?” [……!] Rod's body fluttered and his head fluttered.
[… Huhu. He ruined it with his own hand.] Dundurod's face suddenly twitches. [Ugh... Ugh!]
Then I start to blush. Lucas' eyebrows twitch. I've noticed what he's trying to do. [Ouch!] He's lost his temper once again. But it wasn't black liquids. Thu… It was psoriasis that made the tux sticky. [Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!] There's nothing wrong with his body. Lucas didn't do anything to him.
It was purely Hirod's will to vomit blood now. What does he want to spit out? The answer to the question was the next moment. [Week!] Degur……. With Pierre buried, the two beads rolled and touched Lucas' feet. Satan's nuclear. And then Michael's nuclear.
“Do you know what you did?” [...] Spits out all the nuclei.] “It's nothing like picking out a heart. Why are you trying to kill yourself?" [..] Rod turns his gaze to black liquid. And then I start putting it in my mouth with my hands. I'm trying to put my own vomit back in disguise. Lucas looks low and says, "Stop. You know it's foolish. The moment you spit them out, they're dead. Boiling air bubbles are simple.
It's nothing more than a prize... It doesn't change after spitting out the nucleus. It's a fallen object. ”[…] I know. But she said,“ You want to die as a demigod? "Rod paused. It was an episode. He recalls what Lucastrowman said.
'If you take away your creed, I will die a human being. ”I didn't know what that meant. What does it mean to die a human being anyway? The question of Rod was relevant. He was a transcendent.
was and was absolute. I had never considered death so deeply. I understood the suspicions of Yaviroso and Sirucas at the moment when I put the rod branch, death in sight. How are you going to die without meaning? That rod has been so significant that it has been alive for so many years. Rod slowly drops the liquid in his hand.
[...] I don't deserve that. Just like you. I'm the scum that dumped my people.]
[What if you were human? You were united in a moment of constant crisis, and you showed great solidarity as if you had been agitated for a long time. Then the talented people appeared at the same time as fate had guided us. If we had such a tendency, could we have had a different end?] I didn't know there would be a hymn to man from the mouth of Sulmarod. His voice was covered with envy. So Lucas told me his thoughts honestly. “Not all humans can.
Hey. ”[Chuckles]]“ But it could have been less miserable. ”
[It's not a paper, it's a matter of character. That's a good answer.] Lord knows Lucas has taken off his glasses. And another indirect answer was that demigod could be better. [Haha.] I feel like I'm having a bad laugh. Why don't you laugh? Two dependants here.
Whether it was a masquerading human being or a masquerading demigod, we could understand each other after our own nature changed. [Where did it go wrong.... He threw up all the demigads, all the nukes. It's just death waiting for the blood and organs to be ripped off.
…. ”Lucas looks down at the road. And then I realized he was dead.
C. The luminosity of the Pass, which had never been turned off, gradually blurred, and the whole body of Rod was grayed out. It was like Ricky's death. His flesh would be scattered like dust at once.
All of a sudden, everything stopped. Lucas didn't just see things in the eye.
I realized that even Lucas' eyebrows could not blink, and it was normal to not even realize that he stopped for a few hours. Regardless of his birth as a transcendent, because the only thing that stops space now is absolute. [I thought I'd see you again.] God speaks softly and smiles.
* * *
... that I could be sure of a reunion.
Because of God? "[No way. Looking to the future, it's not difficult, but it's not enough to observe." I wanted to see you. ”[I know. Lucas' eyes sank. [Iri Spider. He wants to revive a completely broken marriage. Do you know how ridiculous this is?]" Is it impossible for you, too? "
[Not to God. It's impossible for me.] “…..” [But I can't just give it to you.] “Tell me what you want. I'll do anything I can." God glances down at the two beads of spit. At that moment, a bead pops up and reaches Lucas' nose. [Swallow those two nuclei.] “... So what happens?" [Great things don't happen. It can get a little stronger, but in my view,
Growth doesn't come in, but you deserve it.] “What qualification?" [Entitlement to go back and forth between universes. [Lucas Strawman, I will make you 'absolute'. 'Let's leave this universe with me.]
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