She is a girl, she likes listening to the sound of rain, and she likes drinking strawberry yogurt.

She is a little withdrawn, a little unwilling, she is not afraid to face challenges, but she always falls into inexplicable depression.

She wanted to see her parents again, to have a venison feast with the young master, to see the ripples on the surface of the Eye of Hiplanda Lake again, and to eat noodles with Aoi at Ogi’s ramen shop.

She wanted to stay in that steamy inn again, she wanted to go fishing on the sunny deck, she wanted to overlook the foggy mountains from the top of the mountain and chat with the young writer about literary topics to make her life less dark.

She has so many real experiences, full of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, so colorful.

These experiences pulled a girl out of the icy rain and pushed her into the sunny sea of ​​flowers.

It is because she has been illuminated by the sunshine that she can walk alone to the end of the world and to the throne of God.

A white flower fell from the starry sky into the dark sea, and when it bloomed among the ocean currents, its petals remained pure white.

These experiences are who she is. She is a child shaped by her experiences. She is not a [pure white flame], nor a [descendant of a sea of ​​flowers].

She is Perlis Havrgard, she is…

Son of man.

“That’s not right… Why bother with this… It’s just a prophecy…”

Perlis murmured softly and turned around in the sea of ​​flowers.

The surroundings suddenly became pitch black. Far away in the darkness, she heard the mournful sound of the rails and the train stopped again.

The girl lowered her head and saw a girl wearing a black hood half-kneeling in front of her with a hand extended.

That person… is the one whose name she wants to remember the most…

It is impossible for her who holds the power to remember that person…but that was her before…

“Little white flower, make a wish.”

The girl in black robe raised her head, and Perlis saw her clear ice-blue eyes and long pink hair hanging from her hood.

The moment her eyes met hers, Pearlis smiled.

She held the hand, and then the darkness shattered.

“Buzzing…”

Perlis looked up and saw the astonished face of Suleiman Agust.

Her hands were clenched in the air, but it seemed as if she was holding another hand. The black crystal spear that pierced through her spine suddenly shattered and turned into flying white flames.

“You…how could you…” Suleiman stepped back subconsciously.

“Just watch, God…”

Perlis murmured softly.

“I told you…you’re going to bleed…”

Pure white fireworks instantly bloomed from the girl’s feet, turning into a storm of white flames, swirling and blooming, destroying all the black figures suspended in the air.

Thousands of feet of flames burst out from the top of the Black Mountain. The bizarre white light pierced through the clouds and blasted cracks in the space of the Kingdom of God.

After the white light of destruction dissipated, Suleiman saw the figure floating above the mountain top. It was a girl with waist-length hair, wearing an exquisite dress and long skirt. Her slender feet touched the air, but it was as if she was walking on flat ground.

White flames curled out from the ends of the girl’s pure white hair, lingering around her elegant posture, wrapping around the red arcs that flashed from time to time.

There was a sea of ​​stars flowing in her blood-red eyes. The divine power in her eyes made Suleiman tremble, and the pressure from an equal status came upon him.

There is no doubt that it is God! The real God!

On the top of the mountain, [Pure White Fireworks] was born!

……

PS: I am very happy to publish this chapter on my birthday. I am very satisfied with it and wish myself a happy birthday!

7) Son of Man, Son of God (Part 6)

The flames dissipated, Perlis looked up at Suleiman and smiled softly:

“I guess you’re asking why, right?”

“You are [Pure White Fireworks]… but… it’s impossible… you can’t…”

“It’s impossible to talk to you, look you in the eye, and get angry at you like a girl, right?”

Perlis’s gaze suddenly became sharp, and the next second, Suleiman’s body exploded, turning into white glass, splashing everywhere.

Just by using her sight, Perlis directly gave the order to “destroy” Suleiman’s “existence”.

In the distance, another dark ray gathered. Suleiman looked at the girl surrounded by white flames in disbelief, his blood-red eyes trembling slightly.

“I used the anchors that countless civilizations had engraved in the underworld, plus the identity of Hermes, to restrain a stable personality… and you… you simply can’t…”

“I don’t know why, but now it seems that everyone in the world knows my name. Although they may not know me, they remember me, remember Perlis Havrgard, not Pure White Fireworks, right?”

Perlis murmured softly, watching the white light flow through her fingertips.

“Besides, who says the anchors of the netherworld are only for you?”

“I am the master of the complete [Engraved Ink], so of course those anchors…” Suleiman said, his eyes suddenly blank, as if he realized something was wrong.

“No… What is it? What is sharing my anchor…”

“Of course it’s me,” Perlis said softly, “You swallowed something you shouldn’t have swallowed, and the thing you swallowed has red lines running through its body. Those lines are connected to me, and also to you.”

“If I’m not mistaken, her plan was to use the Ice Storm to hijack the Tower of Babel, and then broadcast my name and hers together… At that moment, billions of anchors pulled me, I woke up, and she woke up too…”

“Remember? I once contained the last piece of [Engraved Ink] and shared the power through the red seal. She also contained that piece of fragment. You peeled [Engraved Ink] from me and integrated it into your body, which was equivalent to giving her that part of the control…”

“She controls 1/7 of the [Engraved Ink], and uses that authority to mobilize the Nether Anchor to tie her down. Through the connection of the engraving, that also ties me down.”

“Is it funny? [Inmotoros], the result is that as long as you don’t collapse, I won’t collapse either.”

After Perlis finished muttering, she looked at the [Blood Diamond] on her ring finger and a faint smile appeared on her face.

“But she actually did this for me… You can’t understand, right? [Destroying Angel], you have never been loved, and you don’t know what love is, so you searched, but you only found the abyss.”

“Shut up!” Suleiman roared.

The god on the dome struck down black thunder, but Perlis just waved her hand lightly, and the thunder turned into pure white light patterns in the air, rippling out.

“Why are you angry? Don’t you believe in fate?” Perlis said softly, “You use the heads and tails of a coin to decide the life and death of others, but you don’t accept that fate will judge you in the same way?”

“That’s not what fate says! That’s not what the prophecy says!” Suleiman roared in a coercive manner, “The Son of God will eventually be liquidated and killed by the Son of Man. That’s fate!”

Perlis chuckled and murmured:

“A girl once told me that fairy tales only need to be judged by their symbolic meaning, rather than their authenticity. What is the Son of Man? What is the Son of God? If you take over someone else’s identity, are you the Son of Man? Are children born in a sea of ​​flowers necessarily the Son of God? People in the tower pretend to be gods, while gods in the mud are more embarrassed than humans. Who is the Son of Man? Who is the Son of God?”

“It’s not up to you to define!” An increasingly ferocious black light flashed on Suleiman’s wings.

“It is also not up to you to define it,” Perlis said calmly, “Destiny is a long river. You can only flow along the river. That is your destiny. You are willing to be bound by fate, so you obey the prophecy. And it is because you obey the prophecy that destiny comes true.”

“You are not qualified to talk about fate with me…” Suleiman growled in a low voice.

“I don’t talk about fate, because I don’t believe that fate can bind me.” Perlis took out the butterfly knife, and white flames burned on it. “Besides, the prophecy was not for you, but for me.”

“For you?”

“Pure White Flame is the son of God, and I am the son of man, is that what it means? You know, poets always talk in a boring and incomprehensible way. I can only interpret it to this extent.”

Perlis murmured, and suddenly raised her head and cast her gaze towards the god in the sea of ​​clouds.

“So… let’s just end this, shall we? [Destroying Angel].”

Her voice was gentle and calm, but it made the ancient god above the sea of ​​clouds tremble slightly, and Suleiman also felt a chill down his spine.

What followed was wrath, the wrath of God—He was God! He was an ancient God who had lurked in the shadows of the world for thousands of years! He had turned this world into an altar for his own rebirth, but now he was being lectured by a little girl who had only lived for a dozen years?

“Son of God! You are trying to overstep your authority! You cannot resist the pull of fate!” Suleiman shouted majestically.

“That’s enough… Be it a prophecy or an act of usurpation, is it really that important?”

Perlis looked at Suleiman’s furious face with pity.

“Gravity also binds you, so since you were born with wings, are you willing to just crawl in the mud for the rest of your life?”

The next second, the two figures intersected in an instant – Perlis “destroyed” the “distance” between herself and “Suleiman”, and the pure white butterfly knife pierced His chest.

The white flame instantly tore through Suleiman’s body, turning it into bits of glass fragments. At the same time, deep darkness gathered from all directions around Perlis, turning into black light that pierced her.

But Polys just snapped her fingers and easily “destroyed” the darkness, and then “destroyed” all the “concepts” connected to the darkness.

In an instant, countless Suleimans hiding in the shadow of the Kingdom of God screamed, and their figures turned into broken glass one after another and then exploded.

A gust of wind filled with black feathers was suddenly “created”. Perlis raised her head and the white flames swallowed up the black feathers that tried to touch her.

With another snap of her fingers, Perlis “destroyed” the “flow” of the wind. The strong wind suddenly stopped, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

In this brief moment of peace, Perlis opened the thumbs and index fingers of both hands at 90 degrees, and the four fingers formed a rectangle in front of her eyes.

She used her fingers to frame the dark shadow above the clouds, and then slowly pulled it apart to both sides.

“Sizzle—Puzzle—”

The rift on the conceptual level tore open, and the roar of the ancient gods came from above the clouds, accompanied by the outpouring of black power.

Perlis is directly “destroying” the “existence” of [Inmotalus], while that god is resisting with an equally powerful force.

The sea of ​​clouds gathered around the god shattered like glass, and the scarlet sky once again revealed its true form. The grotesque and indescribable body of Inmotalus was also presented to Perlis without reservation.

Cracks flashing white light were appearing on the body one after another, and then were repaired by the dark power.

In God’s body, “destruction” and “creation” are happening at the same time.

7) Son of Man, Son of God (Part 7)

An ancient and majestic roar bloomed in the sky. Inmotalus seemed to have foreseen a strong threat and tried to gather the surrounding darkness again. The huge golden ring surrounding it kept rotating.

Perlis took light steps, continuously “destroying” the concept of “distance”, and approached [Inmotoros] at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The dark and slippery tentacles on [Inmotalus]’s body suddenly expanded and attacked from between the twelve wings, turning into a violent and greedy storm.

Seeing that Perlis was about to be swallowed up, she casually turned the butterfly knife and swung it casually, but it swung out a bright flame like a mighty river –

“boom–“

The flames collided with the clusters of pitch-black tentacles. “Destruction” and “creation” occurred repeatedly at this moment. The tentacles were destroyed the moment they touched the white flames, and then were born again. The spine-chilling wails echoed throughout the kingdom of God.

The cluster of tentacles blocked the space between Perlis and Imhotaros, making it impossible for Perlis to see the great ancient god behind her.

At the same time, a violent roar was heard from beneath the space, and a huge flow passed through from below, converging towards the source of gravity.

A sleight of hand? It’s really an ancient tactic…

Perlis’ eyes moved, and her sight “destroyed” the concept of “perspective”. She looked directly past the cluster of tentacles to the real body of the great angel behind her.

She saw that the black hole above Inmotalus’s head was rapidly condensing dark power, and the red and ferocious accretion disk was flowing at high speed.

What will He do?

Perlis extended her perception into the upper realm, and then flowed all the way to the [Eternal Wall].

She directly “destroyed” the distance between her senses and the “knowledge” engraved on the stone walls of [Eternal Walls], and quickly read the latest records engraved into the world’s memory.

In the past, the excessive flow of information might have directly destroyed Perlis’s sanity, but now she read those information as if she was reading a simple diary, and she could easily get the information she wanted.

Soon, an inscription lit up:

“The great angel is speeding up the creation ritual. He added the variable of ‘Perlis Hafurgard’ not becoming the Pure White Flame to the originally set reality, intending to use this to reverse the situation.”

So that’s how it is… You actually used so much strength to deal with me… I’m flattered…

Thinking this way, Perlis gathered the power of the white flame and then released it with all her strength.

“Boom————”

A torrent of white flames gushed out violently, destroying the clusters of tentacles like a river washing away mud and sand, and rushed towards [Inmotoros].

The great ancient god immediately expanded his divine power, and the black hole above his head instantly increased its suction power, engulfing the white flame.

The tiny amount of white flame could not shake the black hole, but when the flame dissipated, Perlis had disappeared.