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”No, the Abyss King and Original Sin Evil God are both bound in the abyss, they cannot appear in the mortal world out of nowhere.”

”You cannot appear in the mortal realm.”

”This is the oath you swore, an unbreakable vow.”

The ceramic puppet replied with a chilling tone, ”I did not appear by chance.”

”You summoned me, Xin Jisi. The darkness and evil within your heart have called me forth.”

”Your sin and greed are continuously pouring from your heart, unstoppable.”

The ceramic puppet fixed its gaze on Xin Jisi, its voice booming with an ominous resonance.

”Xin Jisi,” it declared, each word cutting through the air like a blade.

”You are guilty.”

”You have fallen.”

Everyone carries sin, and falling into darkness is an inevitable part of existence.

It is not the darkness itself that is terrifying, nor the emptiness that consumes the heart.

What is truly frightening is when the darkness within you draws the gaze of the Original Sin Evil God from the abyss. In that moment, your fate is no longer your own.

Xin Jisi froze, his voice trembling as he tried to deny the truth.

”No!”

”I am a follower of the God of Alchemy and Desire. The blood of the Golden Family runs through my veins.”

”God will protect me... God will guide me... God will...”

His words faltered, trailing off into silence as doubt began to creep into his heart.

Xin Jisi shouted, his voice trembling with desperation, ”You wonʼt tempt me! I wonʼt fall to your tricks!”

”I belong to the mortal realm! I serve the God of Alchemy and Desire! I am the Grand Elder of the Land of Sunrise!”

The Seal Doll of the God of Original Sin loomed above, its presence cold and indifferent to Xin Jisiʼs turmoil. It made no effort to coax or tempt him, nor did it offer any guidance toward corruption.

”Fool!” it spat, its voice sharp and cutting.

”You still cling to the belief that your god will protect you?”

”Youʼve been cast aside!”

”Why do you think youʼve fallen? Why do you think the light has left you?”

The ceramic puppetʼs gaze bore into him, its tone dripping with disdain.

”Isnʼt it because you no longer truly believe? Because youʼve strayed from your faith?”

Xin Jisi staggered backward, his hands clutching his head as he sank to his knees. His voice trembled, barely audible, as he muttered, ”No... it canʼt be true.”

”Itʼs not like that... itʼs not...”

The words faltered, weak and hollow, unable to mask the doubt creeping into his heart. Even he could no longer believe them.

How could someone with faith say those words?

How could someone with faith think, ”Why am I not the one on the divine platform?”

The ceramic puppet continued, ”Do you think you lack talent? Thatʼs why you werenʼt chosen by God?”

”No, you do have the talent to become Fourth-Rank.”

”But youʼre old, youʼre no good anymore. Your god has abandoned you.”

”You failed to pass Godʼs test.”

”Because... youʼre useless!”

The ceramic puppet laughed heartily, freely mocking this foolish mortal, Xin Jisi.

”Quite laughable. You still want to compensate for your own talent.”

”Nothing you do will work.”

”Because youʼre useless. Your god has many believers, countless people to use.”

”Youʼre not unique. Youʼre just one among them.”

The ceramic puppet leaned down with one eye to look at him, at Xin Jisiʼs aged appearance, ”How could the God of Alchemy and Desire choose an old fellow like you, a useless person, to become His apostle?”

Xin Jisi collapsed to the ground, his body trembling as he buried his face in his hands.

”None of it is true!” he cried out, his voice breaking with desperation.

”All lies... nothing but lies.”

Yet, the cracks in his resolve were unmistakable, his words faltering as the weight of truth pressed down on him. The once-proud Grand Elder was unraveling, his spirit crumbling under the strain.

The true horror was not the abyssal demonʼs temptation, but the undeniable truth in its words. Xin Jisi had felt these doubts and fears deep within himself for a long time, though he had refused to confront them until now.

The terrifying abyssal demon had punctured his self-deceptive illusions, making him face his desires directly.

Then, the ceramic puppet extended its hand toward the void, and a door began to materialize behind it.

The Door of Original Sin creaked open, its edges glowing with an eerie, mythological light that spilled forth, bathing Xin Jisi in its unsettling radiance.

The puppetʼs voice resonated, deep and commanding, ”Xin Jisi!”

”This world is vast, filled with countless choices and countless paths.”