An Angel's Observation Diary

Willie came to Sarris on the third day.

The city was as gloomy and humid as he remembered. He spread his wings to evaporate the moisture around him, and when he saw Rasigal approaching, he only folded his wings a little.

"Still not used to the devil world, right?" After a rare exchange of pleasantries, Willie realized that for Rasigal, this was something that he couldn't help but want to avoid.

"I have the half body of a god, so it is only natural that I am more suitable for heaven."

"But Christophe is not like this." Rasigal stretched out his hand to signal him to sit down, while he sat on the other side.

"Because his body didn't come from heaven." Willy calmly said this thing that even Christophe himself didn't know, but Rasigal didn't seem surprised, the demon king's blue eyes looked at the sitting The straight Archangel motioned for him to continue.

"His body is similar to that of a human, but he has inherited the power of God and added enhancements to make him closer to an angel, but he is not the same as us." Willie avoided Rasigel's sight, but his tone remained unchanged. , "I said that Christophe is God's favorite child... That sentence means that he is the original human being in God's ideal."

"The first human beings were a combination of human beings and angels, but the gods encountered a problem." Willy continued to explain, "It's like the troubles faced by mermaids...they can't reproduce by themselves, so there are human beings today. , you can call them the next generation of humans."

"They have an amazing ability to reproduce on the basis of Christophe, but they lost their long lives, and the power they possessed gradually faded due to genetics, and they lost the ability to use magic in less than a few hundred years. But God fell asleep after creating his ideal child and didn't see it."

"That's why he hopes to destroy these things after he wakes up... This is a mistake for him." Rasigal thought thoughtfully.

"That's right, but the awakened one is not a complete god." Willy said, "Before the god fell asleep, he gave his power to Christophe, and gave me his reason, which contains Wisdom and memory, if the original god, will definitely not destroy this world."

Rasigal wanted to say that might not be the case, but he still held back the moment Chryfister's face flashed in his mind. He always had the urge to quarrel with Willy on purpose. .

"So you should know how dangerous Kriffist is. He possesses the power of a god, but lacks the rationality of a god. He and I were supposed to bind each other. If you didn't exist, this matter would be much simpler."

"That's right, keeping him in heaven for thousands of years, isn't that how you deal with it?" Rasigal sneered.

"But it's the best thing for him, and he understands it himself." Willie glanced at him, and said as a matter of course, "All the changes are because of you, I should have understood that letting him come to the Demon Realm Not a good idea, I originally thought that after a thousand years, nothing would affect him again, of course, the reappearance of the gods is also an unexpected trouble, but it is also because of taking Christophe into the underworld , thus awakening the gods..."

"If you had told me this earlier, maybe these things wouldn't have become so troublesome." Rasigal frowned, and quickly stopped the topic, he didn't want the conversation to slip into a situation where two people complained to each other again .

They were silent for a long time at the same time, before Willy suggested, "Maybe you can use a softer approach, I mean, tougher, but make him more acceptable, and Kriffist is very fond of this."

"Like you did before?"

"Otherwise, I can only perform my duties. This is my job, to supervise the gods, including the power of the gods." Willie ignored the other party's sarcasm and said this.

"He trusts you, so he can give himself to you." Rasigal turned his gaze away, and said this thing that he hated but was sure of, "but he never trusted me."

Willy looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect the Demon King to say that... He was actually not sure the extent of their relationship, but Willy was a little surprised by the Demon King's straightforward admission.

"That can't be helped, it's not easy to earn his true trust." Willy said as calmly as possible, but Rasigel still heard a little bit of undetectable pride in the other party's uncontrollable rising voice.

Rasigal frowned, and calmly withdrew the idea of ​​driving this angel out immediately.

Vili obviously knew that he was not welcome here with the Demon King, so he left after finishing what he wanted to say. Rasigal stayed on the first floor for a while and went upstairs, but saw Kriffist standing silently. At the corner of the stairs, he froze in place.

"when did you come?"

Christophest leaned against the wall, heard his footsteps and raised his head slightly to look at him. "I heard Willy's voice, I thought about it, but you seem to be talking about me, so I just listened here for a while."

"..." Rasigal was silent for a while, and Christophe was always honest, so the fact that he did not shy away from eavesdropping made Rasigal a little at a loss for what to say.

"What Willy told you, I actually just found out." Christophe lowered his voice to make his emotions harder to detect, "I'm very surprised, why didn't he tell me, instead he went to you .”

Seeing that Rasigal wanted to explain, Kriffist raised his hand and made a gesture to signal him not to speak, then slowly lowered his hand.

The hands hanging down felt like rotten dead wood, unable to see strength and vitality. Rasigal felt his heart tighten, and subconsciously walked a few steps in his direction, but the somewhat resisting eyes of Kriffist made him He stopped.

"I want to explain, about the... situation you mentioned." Christophes immerses himself in the shadows with his back to the light, which makes his soft voice like a candle with uncertain brightness and darkness, which may be extinguished at any time a feeling of.

"You're right, I don't trust you enough," Christophe said. "I think it's always been like this between us, and maybe I should be partly responsible, but..."

"You don't need to explain this." Rasigal frowned and interrupted him. The habit of angels always looking for reasons from themselves made him inexplicably unhappy, not to mention that he thought it was not anyone's fault, but some things always There is no way to be too clear.

"Then, can you explain what Willy is referring to? For example, why don't I even know how dangerous I am?" Kriffist seemed to be smiling as his face was immersed in the shadows.

"Why don't you ask Willy?" Rasigal said.

"..." Angel was silent for a moment, then laughed helplessly, "Look, this is why we can't trust each other."

Christine stood up straight as he said that. He knew that Willy usually didn't live in Rasigal's castle, but not far from the castle. It shouldn't be too late to find him now.

Christifest avoided Rasigal's sight, and was still held back when he brushed past the Demon King. He heard Rasigal sigh.

"I'm worried about you, Christophe, don't make me worry all the time, okay?"

"But you don't have to worry about me so much, I can take care of myself." Christophe looked at him helplessly, "This has been the case for thousands of years, I don't think I need you to be so worried."

"You're just so good at acting that you don't need to worry about it." Rasigal said, he felt that Christophe's body froze suddenly, and then, as if trying to refuse, the other party withdrew his hand forcefully. hand.

"He won't tell you." Facing Christophest's back, Rasigal raised his voice, "He has hidden things from you no less than me, but you trust him more, at least I never To deceive you, let alone use your trust to control you."

Christophe stopped his movements and didn't turn around, but his back looked very stiff and thin, and Rasigel immediately regretted what he said.

This is the only place where he understands Kriffith better than Willy. Only he knows how fragile Kriffist is. The appearance of Kriffist that Rasigal had seen before.

His angel is far from being as powerful as it looks, it's just that he has been staying in a place with light and is unwilling to face the darkness.

He shouldn't have ruined all of this... Even though he hated Willy so much, in these thousands of years, Willy might have been the most important light in his angel's unbearably long life.

He should be more patient, he will always have the opportunity to slowly replace Willy, instead of now, just say those things that Christophist is unwilling to admit, and he knows that these things are important to him. how sad.

Lasiegel stood in place, the distance between them made the silence all the more frightening, the breathing of the other party was exceptionally clear, so hard and painful, when Christophe finally tried to lift his legs to leave here, Lassie Ger rushed up and hugged him.

"Forget what I said, Christophe." The angel struggled weakly like a trapped animal in a trap, and soon became quiet. The other party is very good at compromising in these matters, perhaps this is his way of self-protection .

"Forget what I said, Willy is here to protect you...you understand, right?" Rasigal comforted him, gently stroking his hair like a small animal, and the latter also calmed down slowly .

"I... don't need to..." Christophe's head was buried in Rasigal's chest, which made his words staccato and slurred, as if to cover up his trembling body, he clenched Rasigal's shoulder material.

"I also think you don't need him at all." Rasigel lowered his head slightly and whispered in his ear, "I am very grateful for everything you have done for me, give me a chance to repay you... from now on , I will tell you everything you want to know, and I will not hide anything from you, but you must promise to face your darkness and stop avoiding it.”

As if the flow of time had stopped suddenly, Christophe suddenly felt that the world had silently quieted down, and the candles in the corridor were no longer flickering, and Rasigal just stood here quietly, not urging him to make a move. Responded, and did not avoid him anymore.

The demon's body temperature is slightly lower than his own, but after getting used to this temperature, he will feel at ease. The words in his ears are like the whispers of his lover, and explode in the depths of his mind like fireworks.

I am so grateful for everything you have done for me.Rasigal said so.

He does, knows.

Christophe couldn't help but bury his body deeper.

After thousands of years, someone finally understood his loneliness.

It was a state that seemed to be an isolated island. Maybe I didn't mind it at first, but the long years were enough to make any small emotion into a strong shackle.

His crazily love for human beings who can reproduce and inherit freely, such endless vitality will never belong to Kriffist and his race.

He understands that maybe both the devil and the mermaid are cold-blooded creatures, and Rasig would not even be as sad as he is for him, but he is still uncontrollable, grieving for Rasig who doesn't know why. I am sad.

That was the first time that he knew that the other party might have the same fate as himself—the lucky and desperate fate of being the only being from a non-existent group—the idea that came naturally to Kriffist.

He couldn't help being sad for such a fate. He spent a long life without a future in such a fate. Meeting Rasigal was an extremely fortunate thing for him, but he was even more afraid that one day, when Rasigal It pains Siegel to understand how hopeless such a fate can be.

Even though he understood that Rasigal might not be as fragile as himself, he never cared whether he was a real angel or not.

But loneliness is loneliness, and it doesn't exist because you don't care.

He wanted to find the remaining merfolk, hoped they would live longer, hoped that Rasigal would not feel this loneliness so early.

He thought that Rasigal didn't know, that he wouldn't even feel sorry for such a thing, let alone understand why he had to work for the pain that he didn't exist.

But he said thank you, he knew it, and he didn't deny it, even if it meant nothing to him, even if it seemed more like Kriffist's self-righteous self-consolation.

Christophist felt his eyes were a little sore, he sniffled, and finally remembered to answer the other party's words.

Allie asked poor Ester many years ago what is it that you are passionate about.

Alley knows this better than Willy. Kriffist doesn't simply love humans—angels always love humans, which is their duty, but Kriffist is obviously different from them.

After thinking for a long time, Christophe realized that it was the expectation of what he could not have, which should belong to him.

The unpredictability of the human world, the endless reproduction of life, the suffering or joy in the world, these should belong to Christophe, but he is a failure, in a sense, he is a superfluous existence.

If the human race perishes, maybe Christophe will have these again, and that day, God did tell him so.

It’s not that he hasn’t been shaken, Kriffist tried so hard to reject such an idea, even until, until he began to feel that human beings must be allowed to reproduce no matter what, otherwise it must be the fault of Kriffist’s selfish idea .

Christophist was doomed to be superfluous, and the Archangel of the fourth day had accepted that.

That was his own destiny, which he had clearly admitted and accepted.

But even so, love and hate are so unwilling.

What Rasigal said was not wrong, it was indeed the shadow that he had always wanted to avoid.