"Ring, ring..."
The morning sunlight shone through the basement light well onto the bedside table, and the alarm clock, caressed by the light, promptly began to ring.
Neo rolled over in bed and reached for the alarm clock.
The rusty, old-fashioned alarm clock began to melt, then reshape itself from liquid into an adorably dopey tabby cat. Its annoying ringing turned into a clear melody, making it a musical cat that performed in circles.
Neo opened his eyes and glanced at the divine miracle he had unwittingly created. Rather than any sense of accomplishment, he felt mocked.
While Kallen was busy on the front line resisting the Return of the Gods, he had become an intricate handicraft enthusiast.
The problem was, Neo did not think he had any such interests deep down. Well, even if he did, he would not admit it.
So, for now, he could only crudely blame the problem on "the drawbacks of light."
Devout Light Believers always had a fixation on burning themselves up. This really was not the influence of doctrine; perhaps the God of Light himself had possessed that tendency.
Loving the beauty of the world too much, to the point of willingly merging oneself into that beauty... with all those layers of beauty, a colder backdrop and a different perspective would turn it into a profound loathing of the world.
"Ah..."
Neo got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and went into Mrs. Mary's studio next door. He picked up the hose she used to wash corpses, turned on the water, and washed up.
The rhythmic tapping of leather shoes approached, and soon Mina appeared at the door:
"Uncle Neo, breakfast is ready. Would you like me to bring it down?"
"No, I'll go up and eat. Oh, the music box on