Chapter 622

, Working for the System in Marvel

And it was not limited to humans.

Wherever Tiyata went, conflict and discord always followed.

Gradually, Tiyata no longer transformed merely to feed. It toyed with humans in the palm of its hand.

It believed itself to be a god!

Over a month ago, Tiyata came to Storybrooke and encountered Thompson in the forest as he was about to hang himself.

It transformed into Thompson.

It told Thompson that it was one of the incarnations through which divine beings walked the mortal world.

Thompson knelt before Tiyata, weeping bitterly.

He spoke of his unfulfilled ambitions.

It turned out Thompson had not come to Storybrooke willingly; he had been pushed out. His personality was less gentle than cowardly.

When he learned that his ex-wife had remarried and would no longer allow him to see his son, Thompson found himself walking into the forest as if possessed, his neck already slipping into the noose.

Thompson believed this was God's mercy.

Tiyata was stunned. It had probably never expected someone to so completely believe the nonsense it had casually spun.

Perhaps Thompson did not truly want to die. In order to keep living, God had to exist.

Tiyata told Thompson that Storybrooke appeared peaceful and harmonious on the surface, but its faith was weak. The Devil had already set its sights on the town, and it was about to fall into the abyss.

Terrified, Thompson begged for God's salvation.

It told Thompson that only by shattering Storybrooke's most beautiful thing could the people immersed in false tranquility awaken.

As if possessed, the image of a little girl surfaced in Thompson's mind.

—Shirley Mitchell, an Angel-like girl.

After that, the real Thompson went to Phoenix City for a conference and deliberately appeared on camera several times, delivering