C42 Roof

It was dark and the wind was blowing cold. I was standing on the roof of the apartment building, holding the silver box containing the Blood of God.

I finally saw it.

It sat on the roof on top of the water tank, with the night view of the city behind it. My mother sat beside it like a marionette.

It was really good-looking, like a child star from an American movie. Her curly hair was dyed black, her skin was white and rosy, and even in the darkness, her eyes were still bright. The corners of her lips slightly raised when she smiled, and her tender voice sounded as innocent as a silver bell.

If you didn't understand it, no one would associate it with the devil.

43 tilted his head and looked at me for a while, then said with a smile:

"Isn't that what you want? Why should I wake up? "

"Give my mother back to me." I gripped the box tightly.

"If you continue to sleep, I can let you finish the life you want before you die."

"Do you know why I sent your father that photo on the day you were born?" 43 stands up from the tank and smiles at me.

"When I was human, I loved to play games with ants. I liked to put them in a cup of water and let them crawl out. Whenever he was close to the wall, I added a little water to wash him down. When it reached the water glass wall again, I added more water and washed it down — just like that, I added more water until it was exhausted. When the water was full, the ant finally crawled out. It thought that its hard work had paid off, and that it was saved. It will then use its last bit of energy to crawl towards the nest. "

"When it is close to the nest, I will pinch it, pulling off one leg at a time, and then plucking off its antennae. Be very careful at this time, because if you pull too hard you will tear out its entrails, and it will not be fun if the ant dies." Carefully plucking out its limbs, it will live for a while, and then putting it outside the nest. It can only watch and never climb back up. "

"Then I found out that humans are more fun than ants. Me, looking at Joseph. Mengele tried to lean against the bank of the pool, but every time he came close to the shore, he dragged him toward the middle of the pool — begging me to give him a chance, crying for me to forgive him. The despair on his face made him look like a poor, ordinary man. Unfortunately, he was much more fragile than an ant. Her wife, children, grandchildren, none of them is as fun as your father. "

He spoke these words in the tone of a child speaking of any lifeless plastic toy he used to play with.

"I just waited until the day you were born to send the photo to Shin so that he would lose you the moment he got you. Humans are so funny. The more they have something to protect, the more they fear. If I don't give Shin hope, how can I reap his despair? Actually, if I wanted to, I could have taken my things back then. I only came so long because I wanted to let the ants crawl for a while longer. "

43 shrugged. "So I gave Shin fifteen years. Fifteen years is long enough for you. Your life is only a few decades, but mine is eternal. "But the conclusion is-"

At this point, 43 opened his arms, revealing a look of weariness. "What, it's too boring, it's not fun at all."

"So let's end it."

He smiled at me.

"Joseph. Mengele … "You killed your father's entire family …" I blurted out. Although I already had the worst plans for 43's humanity, and honestly the Nazi doctor's death was not a pity, I didn't think he had been tortured to death.

"Hahaha, you said that he's my father?" 43 It was as if he had heard a very funny joke: "Does your father treat you as an experiment? Will your father send you to your death? "

"Even with so many people, this is no fun. Are you having fun? " 43 asked me, grinning.

"..." What right do you have to play with a man's life? " I don't know where I got the courage to clench my teeth and say this.

"I am a 'god' created by humans. War, greed, and killing, I was created by the 'evil' of your humanity. "

He waved me over. "Give it to me, sister."

"Give my mother back to me."

"Sure." Unexpectedly, 43 agreed without thinking.

I slowly put the box on the ground and stood up.

"The box is here. You put my mother down first." "No," I said.

The next second, as if my mother had suddenly lost her bones, I saw her fall from the side of the tank onto the edge of the roof.

"Mom!" Without thinking, I rushed over and helped my mother up. But no matter how much I shook her, my mother seemed to be in a stupor. Her eyes were half closed, and although she was still breathing, I couldn't make her respond.

"Stop screaming." 43 frowned impatiently. "It's no use. Her brain has been invaded by my consciousness for too long. The damage to her central nervous system is already very severe. The current her is almost the same as a vegetable."

"Why are you doing this to my mother! She was innocent! Give my mother back to me! " As soon as I saw my mother like this, tears began to fall.

I thought I could be like the heroes in the TV series and be righteous in the face of danger and fight the enemy with intelligence and courage.

So it turns out that I'm not strong at all.

"Mommy …" Wuuu... "Mom, wake up …" No matter how I cried, my mother's eyes were still glazed.

"I gave your mom back to you. Can you give me your stuff now?" He even maintained a polite smile as he slowly approached.

43 walked towards the box at a leisurely pace.

I pulled my mother slowly toward the edge of the roof.

"Will you let me and my mother go?"

43 Picked up the box.

"Of course —"

It opened the box:

"— No way ~ ~" Just as it laughed, its pupils suddenly contracted.

There was nothing in the box. The sponge tank where the syringe should have been was empty.

Just as he was lost in thought, I took a black bag from my pocket and held it out to the rooftop. There was a string on the bag, and I hooked my little finger around it. The bag swayed in the wind.

Turning around, I shouted at him:

"The thing you want is in this bag! As long as I shake a little! This bag can fall off! You don't want to take the risk! I want to see if you are faster than me! "

I clearly remember my father describing in his diary how my mother was controlled by it. At the beginning, when my brain was forcefully invaded, because of my central nervous system's rejection of the opposite sex, my whole body would tremble like it was in shock.

If he invaded my brain now, my little finger would drop the bag if it shook.

"I didn't expect my little sister to lie to me." 43 A cold look flashed through his eyes, and then he gave a formal smile. "But how do I know if you lied to me? Is that something else in the bag? "

I kept silent and immediately turned my attention to other things — not to his way, not to anything he asked, which was a guide to me, and once I thought along his lines he could read my brainwaves.

43 He tilted his head and looked at me for a moment.

"What if I come over and you don't give me?"

I still didn't say anything.

When I was inattentive, my mother, who had been dragged to the balcony quietly, suddenly stood up and stepped on the edge of the balcony.

"No!" I shouted! I forgot he could still control my mother!

"Don't you dare hurt my mother!" I shouted.

"Very good, then don't play any tricks this time."

43 giggled as he walked over.

My hand was sore and numb from having stretched it out too long, but I needed some time before I could focus on me.

"How did you find him?" I asked, taking a deep breath.

"?" 43 A puzzled expression appeared on his face, as if he didn't understand my question.

"How did you find Mengele?"

"It's not important."

"No, with your ability, you should have found him a long time ago — perhaps in the fifties, in the sixties, before he was defeated in 1945 —"

"So? What do you want to say? " 43 Snorted at my question.

"You did not go to him. You didn't go to Brazil until after the death of 'Alpha'. The wind on the roof was very strong. My hands were shaking more and more. I could not hold on any longer.

His 43 smile suddenly disappeared and a strong killing intent flashed across his eyes.

"..." Because you can't go with Alpha to find him. Before you discard your 'conscience' … You can't do it... Mengele... He is the only one that you cannot kill when you are with Alpha. No matter how many evil deeds he does, you will not be able to kill him... "

Three more steps.

"You hate him because he sent you to the Fountain of Life farm... I'm not going to make you a war machine... "I just hate him for never loving you before …"

Two more steps.

"..." Because Alpha will remind you … "You loved him …"

One more step.

"So you are not a 'god'! You are only a man who has never been loved! — you are a monster who has been abandoned! "

His pupils contracted, and I suddenly felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me. He was angry!

It's to make you angry!

He was so scheming that he would normally stop three paces away from me, not even close to the edge of the roof. He would force me to submit to him with my mother.

Only when I provoke him, make him lose his mind, will he approach me infinitely.

By then 43 had reached me, almost within a meter of me.

I let go of my little finger — and the black bag was thrown out by me, becoming a vertical drop.

43 On the side of my head, while he was distracted, my other hand, hidden in my pocket, came out quickly.

When I opened the safe, I saw that the metal box was thicker than a lunchbox, and I wondered if there were any intersections.

Before I got out of the taxi, I took out the syringe and removed the plastic sponge. There was a Tigerfang dagger under the sponge, and a note from my father.

"Aim."

I've never killed anyone.

But the facts proved that when your life was truly threatened, when you killed someone, you didn't even need to think about it. The white lotus's inability to do anything didn't even exist. When a human's will to survive was activated, it was very terrifying.

Without thinking, I stabbed right into the middle of Alpha's forehead.