Look at you, you are a piece of human trash, but you were lucky enough to live. Thank our heavenly Lord for that.
Your God doesn't make me laugh. The reason I live is an unfortunate coincidence.
You will pay for the slander brought to our heavenly Lord. You will be our beloved slave for the rest of your worthless life, so I really beg you to laugh as much as you can. Hahaha.
At that moment, striking the future slave in the stomach with his foot, deprived of any future luck.
While he was spitting blood from the wound caused by the leg that hit him, he began to laugh hysterically, answering the one who was tormenting him, "This is only if I'm still alive." Biting his own tongue in half.
Do you think this is enough to die with me in front of you? After he said these words, a pure white light like the middle of a star appeared. He said, "Oh Lord, heal this poor lost soul through me."
At that moment, the tongue which was bitten in two began healing in the mouth, and the lost blood returned back to the future slave's body.
A terrible and treacherous darkness filled his mind. Unable to speak or move at will, he had been transformed into a slave unable to oppose his masters.
Where am I? Why is it so dark here? Am I dreaming? No, this is not it.
At that moment, the slave saw the outside world again. His master had given him an order.
"As punishment for the fact that you mocked our Lord, go and kill all your loved ones." Hahaha.
But not knowing that he no longer had anyone close to him,
Therefore, the new slave did not move from his place.
His new master confusedly looked at him, waiting for him to leave to execute the order he had received.
Confused, he asked, "Why did he not respect my order?"
At that moment, a man had entered, who seemed about to collapse to the ground lifeless, and said, "He does not respond to the command because he has no one. He is alone in the world."
"High priest, if you say so, then it must be true. Only you created this curse. Hahaha."
"I have a question for the prince. Who gave you permission to use the artifacts I created on a worthless man like him? Well, answer now, since you're so defiant."
"I apologize for not asking your permission, high priest. I just wanted to try it."
"Don't apologize to me. I am only the servant of our heavenly Lord. You must apologize to the one who gave us the wisdom to build this divine gift that is, to God."
The slave, listening to the conversation between the two, tried to regain control of his body. To his amazement, he began to feel his body again. He fell to his knees in astonishment.
"You didn't even manage to use it correctly," said the high priest.
"I don't understand how it can move. I followed all the instructions given to me."
"It doesn't matter.
Prince, go and kill him now."
"Understood," said the prince, approaching him.
When he reached him, he threw a gesture full of hatred, and in the next moment, the prince's hand passed through the slave.
The slave began to cough blood again. On the brink of death, he said:
"Hear me, God. You who look down from above with empty eyes and hands stained with the blood of the weak... If this is your mercy, then let me give you my hatred.
I curse your name with every heartbeat that remains!
I swear that if there is ever anything left of me... a shadow, a spark, a corner of my soul that has been burned... I will return. Not as a man. Not as a slave. But as the promised rendezvous of heaven.
Even if I have to crush the stars with my teeth and siphon light from the darkness... I will break your divine throne and turn your bones to ashes."
At that moment, something unexpected happened. It was dark again, but this time it was different a warm light was somewhere at the end of the darkness.
"So this is what life after death looks like... it's not who knows what. I was expecting something more dramatic."
"I feel weak... I... I can't stay awake... what's going on?"
"I don't know how long I was asleep, or rather, dead...
Because when I woke up, I saw something I could never imagine happening."
In front of me was a muscular blond man. You could see he was a warrior he was strong, and his presence inspired respect.
But he was acting like a little child. Why was he so agitated? And why did he keep putting his hands on his face and looking at me? I don't know, but it made me uncomfortable.
And I was being held in the arms of a beautiful young woman, much younger than me, with light brown hair, who was looking down at me with a wide smile.
Wait how is she holding me in her arms? I'm 2 meters tall and 100 kg!
Hmm... why are my palms so small and thick? Why can't I move? Am I still under the power of the binding artifacts?
"Congratulations on the birth of a healthy boy, Mrs. Ashveil."
"Nira, are you sure he's healthy? He's not crying. Aren't newborns supposed to cry as soon as they're born?"
"Usually yes, but not all the time. There are many who don't cry at birth. You have nothing to worry about."
What are they talking about? I can't understand what they're talking about...
At that moment, I tried to speak to ask them,
How did I get here and why are you holding me?
But when I tried to open my mouth and speak, all that came out was:
"Gmamaguu."
At that moment of shame, I wanted to get down being in the arms of a woman with brown hair but I couldn't control my limbs.
They simply didn't respond to any of my commands.
Resigned, I noticed in the corner of the room a small mirror, and what I saw then completely amazed me. In the woman's arms, there wasn't a tall and muscular man it was just a baby who seemed to have been born only a short time ago. Then I realized: I was that baby.
No... it can't be true. I died... why am I alive? And more importantly, why am I a newborn?
It makes no sense. What's happening? I don't understand anything...
Mhaa... I am sleepy... I can't stay awake... my eyes closed and I fell asleep.
"Look, dear, our boy fell asleep," said the imposing man with blond hair.
"Yes, let him sleep. He needs a lot of rest."
Kissing him on the newborn's forehead.