pαпdα-ňᴏνêι·сóМ Slum district No. V-32.
It was a place filled with the potent smell of misery, a view full of despair and feel like sorrow.
In this place where anything but happiness existed was a small rundown apartment that was more like a rat shed. But for what it's worth, it was far better than getting your chastity taken by some open-minded plus open street gutter dweller in your sleep.
There was countless and unimaginable possibility in any district name SLUM.
On the uneven, broken floor of this rundown apartment was a small rag, and a pale, yellowish body lay on it with lusterless blue eyes staring at the rotten ceiling without blinking.
One thing was quite clear; it was a freshly dead body!
But the person who was sitting beside this dead body thought otherwise. He was even skinner than a twig as he looked at the dead body in a daze as if he was dreaming about something.
Surprisingly, the dead body and the boy in a daze were almost identical except for the boy's crimson eyes and his being alive. They were complete copies of each other.
Suddenly, the boy snapped out of his daze and sighed ruefully. He picked up a blunt knife beside himself, and a smile appeared on his sickly yellowish, bonny face, which looked hideous on his chapped lips and broken teeth.
He gently stocked the bald head of the dead body and mumbled, "Eve, let me join you in your peace. Even in death, we will die together!"
With that, he put the unshapen knife on his wrist and, with force, pierced through his skin and then started sliding the knife toward his elbow, making a deep crimson cut. Crimson black, blood gushed, but the smile on the boy's face didn't fade.
There wasn't any hint of pain in his eyes, only love and resentment while he looked at Eve's dead body.
Soon, his body started to feel numb as coldness gripped his heart. As a little bit of blood, he had flowed out. He began to wobble in a daze before he finally dropped to the floor, bathing in his blood.
The light in his eyes was slowly fading away while they were affixed to Eve's dead body.
All he had but one thought before his life slipped away.
"If I just had the power to protect her…."
Now, there were two dead bodies in this rundown apartment, and they would be found if someone distingue the stench of a rotten corpse, or they might take it as standard air of the slum district and be on their merry way.
No one can blame them; they had, indeed, quite a similarity.
But something or someone had a different plan for these twins.
Because at this moment, the flowed blood on the floor suddenly started to flow back into the deep cut on the boy's wrist as someone had pressed the rewind button!
The black-flowing blood didn't leave a single mark, and even the blood absorbed by the fabrics returned to the boy's body.
Soon, all the blood was pumped back, and the deep cut on the boy's arm also started to mend, completely closing off without leaving a scar.
The boy still lay over his shoulder just as he died.
Thereby, his body suddenly quivered before his eyelids snapped open, revealing two bewildered crimson irises.
"Ah…" The boy suddenly groaned in pain as he clutched his head.
Thereupon, he suddenly let go of his head as his eyes were filled with bewilderment and disbelief. As he pushed himself from the ground and sat down.
"Re-Reincarnation?! But how did I, Lust God, die in the first place?! Are those gods finally couldn't take it anymore and want to plunder my harem?!" The boy madly started to mumble.
He closed his eyes and held his breath.
He turned beet red from suffocation before he opened his eyes and started coughing like a maniac, "NO, I had lost my abilities. Even my God Sense had plummeted. What kind of witchcraft is this?! The cycle of reincarnation has long vanished with Supreme Gods who do this to me!"
However, it was at this moment his eyes suddenly widened, almost popping out of his sockets. He again closed his eyes, and suddenly, his entire body flashed in a dark crimson light before he caught blood.
But this time, horror, disbelief, and mirth shone in this boy's eyes as if he had discovered a treasure mountain.
"T-t-this… how could this body exist in the universe?!" He was gobsmacked by something.
He closed his eyes again, and soon his body suddenly shone in dark crimson light again, just like before he caught blood. But he looked like a madman who had found an absolute treasure and would kill anyone who tried to snatch it from him.
"Hahahaha… worth it, worth it… whoever did this to me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Hahaha… even those supreme gods will be rolling in graves right now!" He laughed like a maniac.
"Who could've thought that I Lust God would be reborn in an Origin Supreme Yang Physique, one of the fabled Nine Origin Supreme Bodies!" He was full of disbelief and mirth.
However, right then, his eyes suddenly landed on Eve's dead body.
Memories of the dead boy started to appear in his head as his heart began to ache like thousands of swords were stabbing in his heart. It must be what the boy was feeling before his death.
"Eve…" He suddenly mumbled as streams of tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Resentment of the previous owner?" The boy suddenly frowned as he touched the tears on his face, "Since you gave this God a gift of this Origin Supreme Yang Physique, I'll bury her on your behalf and revive her when I break through the Supreme God Realm!"
He moved his hand to close Eve's open eyes, but when he touched her skin, his hand suddenly trembled as he instinctively pulled it back.
'The linger Origin Qi was still on my person, but why did it react when it touched this girl?' He thought.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat when he thought of something, 'Cyrus and Eve, we are twins.'
He suddenly put his finger on Eve's glabella and closed his eyes. Thereby, a dark blue light suddenly shone over Eve's body, just like what happened with Cyrus!
Cyrus's face went pale as blood threatened to come out, but he swallowed it before he mumbled in disbelief, "Madness, this is madness, Origin Supreme Yang Physique born with an Origin Supreme Yin Physique?! Just what are the chances of such a phenomenon appearing?! Almost null, not it is simply impossible!
"Just who were their parents? No, their parents died because of some disease, and they were mortals.
"These two were also destined to die despite having these immeasurable talents. But somehow, I got reincarnated into this boy's body. While this girl is dead. No… wait a minute, t-that Mysterious Scripture!"
Cyrus's eyes suddenly shimmered in befuddlement as if the piece of the puzzle had fallen into place!
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