Free Web NovelChapter 1574: Chapter 469: Abyss of Desire
"Snap~"
"Ding~"
Sunday afternoon, South District, Yan Huan’s public rental apartment.
The weather in Linmen was very pleasant today, the coast of South District was cloudless, and the sea clear and smooth.
The bustling traffic on the roads seemed like the city’s bloodstream, delivering nutrients everywhere.
Amidst all the noise, Yan Huan’s apartment was shut tight, leaving the interior space to darkness.
In the living room, Yan Huan, dressed in pajamas, leaned expressionlessly on the sofa, occasionally tossing items towards the nearby trash can.
First, it was crumpled napkin paper from the coffee table, then toothpicks, and then the remote control, unused condoms.
Most landed in the can, but a few fell outside due to his absent-mindedness, disorderly in the darkness.
"Ding~"
On the sofa, the uncharged phone rang again.
In the darkness, the phone’s screen flickered, a series of panel notification pages flashed vaguely above.
Messages from everyone were there, but all lay unread.
At this moment, Yan Huan didn’t even glance, continuing to hold a condom, tossing it towards the trash can.
"Snap..."
It was a three-pointer.
The overflowing trash can wobbled slightly in place, but Yan Huan showed no sign of stopping, instinctively reaching for something else to throw.
But this time, reaching into the endless darkness, he felt a hard, clammy shell.
Feeling that hardness and its six legs and two pincers’ sharpness, Yan Huan’s movements slightly halted.
He turned his gaze slightly and discovered a pink crab had somehow appeared in his hand.
"Glub glub..."
The crab bubbled, its mouth seemingly voicing Alvira’s words,
"Who will you choose, Yan Huan?"
"..."
Yan Huan squinted at the crab and spoke indifferently,
"I knew it... Haunting thing..."
With that, he clenched the pink crab and tossed it toward the trash can not far away.
"Splash... splash..."
In an instant, the phone beside him lit up with a deep purple glow.
The scenery before his eyes transformed into an abyssal sea.
The crab, thrown out, bounced on the water like a stone skipping, leaving ripples, then struggled as it sank into the sea.
Then, everything fell silent.
"Rumble..."
Yet, in the darkness, on the sea surface, a terrifying presence seemed to draw closer to the reef where Yan Huan stood.
Feeling the overpowering pressure closing in, Yan Huan lowered his head, merely tapping his temple.
In his mind, thoughts of abandoning the modifier rose.
In an instant, the surrounding mist fluctuated intensely, as if about to rupture and dissipate.
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..."
But on the sea, that ominous presence advanced without pause, even letting out laughter,
"Give up... now, you’re just a step away from reaching your long-desired goal...
"This way, you’ve completely solved the modifier, Savior~"
Above the sea, the voice of the horrifying Divine from beyond the realm layered down from the heavens, reaching Yan Huan’s ears.
"But then what?"
"..."
"Choosing one among them would be countless times more painful than having nothing, wouldn’t it?"
"..."
"Despite all you’ve given for this world, for them, to end up like this, are you willing?"
"..."
"If you truly see yourself as a Saint, you should calmly accept it all, abandon this final modifier... Then why hesitate?"
"..."
The waves crashing against the reef grew more intense, bringing a heart-wrenching sensation.
In the lapse of attention, Yan Huan’s heart was again flooded by the tribulations previously endured.
Countless times treading on thin ice, countless times of extreme pain, countless times of feeling desolate...
His nights were often occupied by nightmares.
Dreaming of being numb, hypnotized, unable to move.
Underneath his pajamas, scars covered him.
All remnants from attempting to change the past, wounds that refused to heal.
On his desk, the schedule was packed tight.
He had to juggle academics, work to make a living, and solve the modifier, without a sliver of time for himself.
His apartment was extremely simplistic; even the energy-consuming air conditioner was seldom used.
He once had a chance to save his parents, with them, he might not be so financially strapped.
And now...
He could only sit alone in an empty, dark little room, faced with a decision he couldn’t make no matter how hard he tried.
Choose a girl, then sever ties with the others?
"..."
Despite all the trials faced, recalling them now, Yan Huan could say he felt detached.
Yet, at this moment, thinking of spending the rest of his life unable to meet the other girls due to real circumstances...
"Drop..."
A tear slid down the corner of Yan Huan’s eye.
In this moment, even without wearing the Perfect Expression Management mask, his facial expression slowly melted, collapsed.
Perhaps from the start, he had already silently donned such a mask.
To be with the person he loved, to return to his perfect daily life of another chance, he pretended to be an omnipotent Saint, tackling a problem even a Useless Divine couldn’t solve.
But now...
He...
Really couldn’t do anything.
Rationality told him, the parents weren’t at fault, perhaps the error lay with himself.
